Cuddy woke up in tempat tidur feeling like she had eaten a pound of salt, after that salt had hit her on the head repeatedly. She couldn’t remember one thing from last night. She tried to remember how she got halaman awal and finally came to the conclusion that since she was still in her work clothes it must have been Wilson who brought her home. She wondered what had happened last night that made her drink like that, but finally gave up when thinking about it made her head pulse like a ticking bomb.

She didn’t open her right away, she just turned over under the covers and groaned. Even though her eyes were closed the sun was still extremely bright on her face. She wished that her eyes had built in sun repellent right at moment. Wait, sun? There wasn’t supposed to be sun at six in the morning! She opened her eyes and sat up quickly, a pindah which she regretted making as soon as she had.

She looked out her window and grimaced at the sun streaming in before looking at the clock on her tempat tidur side table. It was already nine, she was late for work and felt like she had lost a fight with a ram. She moved slowly and carefully out of her tempat tidur and into her bathroom where she started water for a shower. She walked out to the dapur and started the coffee pot.

She walked back into the bathroom, found the glass she kept there, pulled two Tylenol out of the medicine cabinet and slugged them down with a full glass of water. oleh the time she got out of the mandi, shower she was starting to feel less like a paper cut out and lebih like a person. As soon as she had her first cup of coffee she left for work, deciding it was safer to not eat anything. She had been surprised to find that her car was in the garage. Again, she wondered what the hell happened last night.

She got to the hospital around ten thirty and as she walked oleh the front meja tulis, meja she could have sworn she heard her name being whispered. She just ignored it, being the Dean, anda tend to get whispered about often. As she walked through the clinic she realized that it wasn’t just Dean whisperings. Everyone was giving her strange looks atau avoiding her. She shook her head and went through her office doors.

She hung her mantel up and set her bags behind her meja tulis, meja before sitting down and starting her computer. She started going through all the files, that were still left on her desk, when she heard a small ding. She looked at her computer screen and saw that she had one new email. She clicked on it and saw that it was from G. House, to the staff of PPTH. As she scrolled down a black screen with a play button came into view. She sighed at how childish he could be, but opened the file, wanting to what exactly he had sent everyone.

The first thing she saw was House, sitting at a poker table, with an almost stunned look on his face. She smiled and thought she might like this after all, at least that’s what she thought until she heard her slurring voice. A few detik later the camera panned up and to the right, zooming out a ways, to reveal her, standing on the meja and yelling at someone. Both of her hands flew up to her mouth as she tried to keep from screaming.

As she watched the video play out she became lebih and lebih horrified as her drunken stunt played on. She sat watching through parted fingers as sang “Take A Chance On Me” to House, and danced around the table. She hung her head when her shoe came flying off and a doctor had to duck. The video finally stopped when the lackeys came in clearly again and she stopped singing.

She couldn’t believe she had done that! What in the name of Stephen Tyler had she been thinking? She sat there in stunned silence for a few moments until she remembered about the person she should really be angry at…House! Why had there been a camera at the party and how the hell had he gotten it? He had sent it to all the staff, no wonder everyone was akting strangely around her today!

Fuming mad, at both herself and House, she stood up from her chair so fast that it rolled back and the wall. She stormed out of her office and people made a path for her, knowing exactly where she was going and what she was going to do. They didn’t want to be the ones to get in her path right now. She took the stairs, the elevator took too long, up to the third floor and Houses office. She saw both rooms were empty, but she didn’t care, she would wait all hari for him if she had to.

As she walked into his office and up to his meja tulis, meja to sit in a chair, she noticed something. It was the only thing in the middle of his normally, file piled, desk. It was her notebook and pen. Oh crap…she remembered menulis in it…about House. Her cheeks became bright red again as she recalled a few of the things she had written about him and picked up the notebook.

She opened it up to a page that had been dog eared, and looked hesitantly down at the lists. There were her words on the daftar and now there were some new ones, in House’s handwriting. She read what he had written and her face became hot. “Cons: he’s so attractive I can’t think, he’s so smart there’s no way I could ever compare. Pros: his dreamy voice, his tight ass, his masculine charm, his large…cane, we could do a wicked duet of Ebony and Ivory….” There was an a small panah at the bottom of the page, indicating to turn it over.

Cuddy flipped the page and just about dropped the book at what she saw written there. It said, “Pro: HE LOVES anda TOO.”, and she couldn’t do anything but stare at it. As she stood there looking at it her heard pounded in her chest. She couldn’t believe she was membaca this…it couldn’t be real! It had to be some kind of joke, she just knew it.

That’s when she heard something behind her and turned around to see House standing there. He was leaning against the door frame of the now propped open door and looking at her blankly. “I see anda found your note book. Cameron has improved in my writing, don’t anda think? Should we give her a emas star?” asked House. That’s when Cuddy knew it was real. If it had been a joke he would have told her he did do it. He was deflecting with humor, which meant he was actually having real feelings and didn’t want anyone to know.

Cuddy looked down at the notebook one lebih time before bringing it to her chest and crossing both arms over it. “Yes, I did.” she said. House didn’t say anything and neither did she, they both just stood there, looking at each other. Cuddy with a goofy grin on her face and House looking almost scared. All her anger had melted away when she had heard his joke response. She knew…and that made her smile.