Disclaimer: West Wing and House are not mine.

Getting What You Want

The ride to Cuddy's apartment was awkwardly silent. House found himself struck dumb- afraid to say anything that might ruin his chance with Cuddy. She was taking him home. She drove quickly and efficiently. When they arrived at their destination she turned off the car and turned to look at him.

"I'm not a sure thing." She said, "Your going to have to work hard to get me in the sack." She sauntered towards her front door and unlocked it.

"Yes, Mistress." House paused for a moment and then followed her inside. He could see her bag and coat laying in the front hallway. That's when he noticed a trail of clothing leading to her bedroom. He followed it eagerly until he reached her bedroom. She lay on her bed in her slip.

"Rub my feet" She said with a smile.

"Rub my leg" He smiled, "I'm the gimp." He sat on the bed and grabbed one of her feet. He rubbed it slowly. Cuddy moaned.

"I'm not going to cave in that easily." Cuddy said. House grabbed her other foot and began to massage it. After a few minutes Cuddy stretched her legs out and sighed. House leaned towards her and kissed her. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him towards her. There hands couldn't move fast enough. Neither could believe that they were actually doing what they had been dreaming of for so many years.

"Lisa" House whispered softly in her ear.

"Yes."

"Nothing, I just wanted to call you Lisa."

"Greg" She said. They giggled. "That just sounds weird."

"I love you Cuddy" They kissed deeply. "I love you House"

She rolled him over, straddled him and smiled. They made love twice. The first time they were frantic and passionate. They giggled occasionally as they touched each other in awe. He felt like a teenager and for a moment he considered giving her a hickey.

The second time was slower and focused. They took their time, neither really wanting it the end. When at last they finished they lay in each others arms and breathed heavily.

"You're fantastic." House said suddenly

"I know." Cuddy said, smiling. "You're not bad yourself."

Later in Josh's Hospital Room.

House stood in the doorway and watched as Josh tightened his tie.

"You wear one of those things everyday?" House asked.

"I wear what's appropriate." Josh answered.

''You're leaving the hospital. Most people leave in pajama's or sweats." House walked in the room and shut the door behind him. "Most people feel the need to be comfortable when they are going home to recover from a major illness. You on the other hand, are wearing a tie. Which means that your planning on going straight to work. I'm assuming its out of some pathological need to save the world..."

"Hi" Josh interrupted.

"I need to ask you something." House paused, "Do not under any circumstances, assume that this means I think you are smarter than me in any way."

"Ok." Josh said, slowing smiling.

"Don't do that." House snapped.

"Don't do what?"

"Smile"

"Ok" Josh tried not to smile and raised his eyes brows at House.

"Well, if you're going to act like that." House pouted.

"Are you going to ask me a question or are you going to pout like a little girl?" Josh picked up his backpack and looked around the room to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything.

"You and Donna work together."

"Not as closely as we used to." Josh smiled. "But yes, everyday if i can help it."

"And you are together." House stated. "Does that work. Don't you ever just want to kill each other?"

"Sometimes. But than a half a second later you remember that you're talking to the person you love most in the world and that for all your differences, you both really want the same things in life."

"You didn't come up with that by yourself." House whispered, "Oh my god. You're in therapy."

"No. No therapy?"

"We're still under Doctor, Patient confidentially." House said, "I can't tell anyone."

"I have a very stressful job" Josh whined.

"I'm betting you also have more than one skeleton in that closet of yours."

"It's less than effective now that I'm not allowed to talk about most of the things that actually stress me out. But it's helped with some of the skeletons"

"So, back to my thing." House interrupted.

"What is your thing?"

"I want to be with Cuddy but I don't know how to do it." House admitted.

"Wow, that what really hard for you to say wasn't it?"

"Yes. So tell me how."

"You're asking me? You can't ask me. It took me over eight years to kiss the women I love more than anyone else in the world."

"Me too." House smiled and looked at the floor.

"You kissed her? You actually kissed her?" Josh resisted the surprising urge to squeal like a teenager."

"Other things too."

"Excellent."

"So what happens now? I've never really been clear on that."

"You mean what happens after you realize you like a girl?" Josh asked. "It's tricky to be sure but Cuddy knows now so thats a step in the right direction."

"I need more than that."

"It's hard." Josh ruffled his hair, annoyed, "What do you want me to tell you?"

"That it's worth it." House whispered. Josh walked towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder."

"You mean is it worth the potential heartache, humiliation and pain that comes with putting yourself out there? Or are you talking about the special problems that come with working with someone your sleeping with?"

"Pretty much all of it."

"It's worth it."

"Good" House visibly relaxed

"Can I give you a little advice?"

"That was the point of this conversation."

"She going to be right most of the time. That simple fact will annoy you especially since you won't realize that she's right until after you've been a complete ass about it and she hates you. Just ride it out, say that you're sorry. Eventually you'll get make-up sex. The more apologetic you are the better the sex. It's amazing."

"It's behavioral modification."

"Whatever. Works for me. I really do have to go. But you're coming to the wedding. Donna sent you an invitation and we won't take no for an answer."

"I hate weddings"

"Seriously. I work for the president of the United States. I won't take no for an answer." Josh and House stepped into the hallway and began to walk to the elevator. "Come on. It's going to be at the White House."

"So." House said.

"Free food, free booze and the chance to steal knickknacks from the White House."

"Knickknacks?"

"Tons of knickknacks. Plus girls are always impressed by the White House."

"Aren't most people impressed by the White House."

"It's one day. I'm not asking you to serve at the pleasure of the president. I'm asking you to come to a wedding."

"Fine."

"Ok"

"OK"

"I'll see you then."

"Sounds good." Josh moved towards House with his arms open wide.

"What are you doing?" House asked

"I thought you wanted to hug." Said Josh, looking flustered.

"I don't hug"

"Oh, Ok. Than let us never speak of this again." Josh walked away. "And I'll see you at the wedding!" House smiled in spite of himself. Cuddy would be impressed by the fact that he was invited to the White House.

The End

A/N Thanks for reading. Sorry the end took so long. It was a joy to right (most of the time) and I hope a joy to read (Most of the time)