When House gets home, leaves his things in the living room, then takes a bottle of bourbon and a glass and sits in the garden while he drinks. From outside, Lucas sees him. ‘Hmm sitting alone, drinking...’ He doesn’t answer and doesn’t even look at him, but Lucas jumps the garden’s fence.
‘Oh God, I wish the ground would open up and ingoiare, inghiottire me...’ House keeps on drinking trying to ignore him
‘So… I guess it’s over, isn’t it?’ Asks Lucas.
‘Now I know why you're a PI, smart boy...’
‘Do te give me the go-ahead? Actually I'm not asking for your permission, but te know... I wanna hear that te don't like her anymore.’
‘If you're not asking for permission then te don't need to be here...’
‘I’m asking for your opinion. Lisa needs a shoulder to mourn on now, and Wilson is your friend, he will be there for you, and I can be there for her.’
House keeps on drinking. ‘If it depends on me, te can go to hell and baciare the Devil’s ass...’
‘Okay, it’s a pleasure talking to you, I hope te don’t regret this, because it will be too late, and I’m not gonna waste my time.’ Threats Lucas.
‘Ha!!!’
‘Bye, House.’ Lucas throws him another bottle of vicodin. ‘I think you’ll need this.’ Then jumps the fence again and goes out of the house. House throws him the bottle and shouts. ‘Go and stick it up your ass!!!’


Almost a couple of weeks go da and Cuddy takes some days off because she doesn’t feel very well. Lucas has been coming to visit her sometimes, and their relationship is getting closer, but they’re still just good friends.

It's time to go to work and Greg goes to the hospital. He goes to Wilson's office, opens the door and comes in, then he sits down and looks at him worried. ‘I've heard Lisa's sick...’
‘Yes, she’s better now.’
House nods. ‘Good... and... how's she? In general I mean...’
‘She's getting over you...’ Wilson was being cold with him. They have barely talked these weeks, but he doesn’t want to be like that anymore. ‘How are you?’ Asks Wilson changing the tone of his voice.
‘I feel like crap...’
‘You miss her?’
He nods and Wilson stares at him. ‘Have te tried to talk to her? I think she misses te two.’
‘I haven't talked to her for a few weeks...’ Says worried.
‘You should...’
Greg sighs. ‘Is she here?’
‘No, she's at home. She has taken a few days off...’ They stay in silence for a while and Wilson’s beeper beeps. ‘I gotta go. Later I’m going to her place, I’ll tell her that te asked me about her.’ Wilson smiles at him and goes out.



Some hours later, Cuddy is lying on the divano with a hot water bottle on her lap. Someone knocks at the door and she opens it. Wilson comes in.
‘Hey, how are you, how are te feeling?’
‘A little better, thank you.’ They sit on the couch.’
‘And how are you? Everything’s well at the hospital these days?
‘I'm okay.’ Wilson smiles. ‘Mmm yes, everything is quite normal...’
‘Good.’ She nods and remains thinking in silence. ‘And... House? Doesn’t he talk to te already?’
‘No, he came to my office this morning and we talked. He knew te are sick and asked me about you.’
‘He asked about me?’ She looks at him surprised and says a little worried. ‘And how is he?’
‘He's well, he's better...’ Wilson finally sighs. ‘Actually he’s feeling like crap... and he misses you.’
‘Thanks... for telling me.’ They stay there some minuti and Lisa starts feeling very sick, then she stands up to go to the bathroom. ‘I’ll be right back.’ After some minuti she comes back. ‘Sorry, I thought I was gonna be sick.’
‘It’s okay, what’s wrong? What do te have?’
‘I have bellyache and I've been vomiting these days, and I feel really tired.’
Wilson looks at her worried and remains thinking. ‘Lisa...’
She looks at him confused. ‘What? What’s wrong?’
‘I don't wanna scare te but... don't te think te may be pregnant?’
Cuddy looks at him with her eyes wide open. ‘What??? No, I-I can’t be pregnant... I haven’t... since...’ She shakes her head. ‘No, I take birth control pills...’
He looks at her serious. ‘Are te sure? The symptoms fit...’
‘No, don’t be silly, I have had to catch a cold, that’s all.’ She’s not completely sure about that.
‘Calm down, why don't te take a pregnancy test? Just to be sure, te don't lose anything.’
Lisa sighs. ‘I don't need a pregnancy test...’ Wilson looks at her serious. ‘Okay, I'll take the test. But don't tell anything to Greg, please... Well, just... don't tell anything to anyone.’
‘I won't say anything, I swear.’ Wilson raises his hand. ‘I'll take the pregnancy test.’ He stands up and goes to the door. Cuddy stands up too a little nervous.
‘No hurry, te can bring it tomorrow.’
He smiles. ‘Okay, as te like, see te tomorrow then.’ He opens the door to go out but before he does it, she talks. ‘James! I need to tell te another thing...’ He turns around to look at her and Cuddy sighs. ‘I’m dating Lucas.’



To be continued...



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