Now I've gotten in too deep...And for every piece of me that wants you, another piece backs away...But آپ give me something, that makes me scared, alright...This could be nothing, but I'm willing to give it a try...Please give me something, 'cause someday I might know my heart...

House was at the whiteboard. His case was solved and the entire team had gone home, only the night nurses and the janitor roamed the corridors of Princeton Plainsborough. He swiped it and the symptoms disappeared one سے طرف کی one. Fainting, gone. Headaches, gone. Loss of vision, gone. Seizures, gone. One سے طرف کی one they went away. But there was something bothering him and like permanent marker from a whiteboard, it couldn't be removed سے طرف کی the swipe of an eraser. Thinking for a moment, he limped out of his office and down the corridors leading to the office of the Dean, Lisa Cuddy.

She sat at
her desk, ready to leave. There was no مزید filing to be done, and House's patient had been discharged earlier. But something kept her glued to her office, staring into space. She felt a strange feeling in her tummy when she thought of House. It might have been the سامن, سالمن ترکاریاں, سلاد she had for lunch, but she knew it was pointless denying it to herself. She had no idea why she found him attractive, he was older than her. His gruff physique was not that of an athlete and his manner was nothing less than appauling. But her stomach did back flips every time he strode arrogantly into her office. She paused, dreaming...

House opened the door to her office with a bang.
"House!" Cuddy jumped.
"Surprised to see me?" He کہا with a smug grin. He would never دکھائیں it on the outside, but the inside of him melted with the smile she gave him,
"No, آپ just...Caught me off guard." She tried to look busy, but it was fruitless. Nothing got past House.
"Doing some paperwork?" He asked cynically,
"In fact, I am". She was short with her reply, she needed to دکھائیں him who's boss.
"Really?" He کہا with that I-know-what-you-think-I-don't look. "Then why is your ڈیسک clutter free and computer off?". Cuddy got up from behind the desk.
"House, what are آپ still doing here? It's past midnight and آپ don't have a patient." pausing for thought she added "And I'm not going to write آپ a prescription!". Like he had waited for the moment he popped a Vicodin.
"House!" She almost smiled while she was angry at him.
"Relax, I only too one...Since I came into your office." But in all his arrogance he got caught in her eyes. Like mirrors they reflected everything she was thinking.

They leaned into each other. Unafriad of being seen due to the fact that it was now the early hours of the morning. Realizing what was bound to happen, Cuddy whispered "House, I know what you're thinking, but this ship has sailed." he smiled at her, his smug face looking straight at her. "Really? If it had sailed," he kissed her. Maybe it was a few seconds, maybe an eternity. Time stood still when their lips met. When ارے finally broke, he whispered "I do believe I am the final boarder if this vessel."