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Chapter 11- Mr and Mrs.

Three hours later, Cuddy had a brand new dress, Midnight Blue read the label, a satin and lace sleeveless evening dress which reached just below her knees, she was wearing her favourite sapphire earrings which she had inherited from her mother, making them old as well as borrowed (in a way). To finish it off, she wore a pair of black ballet shoes and had put on a light shade of make-up.

As soon as she stepped out the hotel bathroom, House looked at her in awe. He knew she was gorgeous sure, but for some reason as a bride she was positively glowing. He told her so and she blushed.

“Come on, let’s go get married.” Cuddy said. On their street they found a small chapel, and bought a 5-minute ceremony. They produced their marriage licence and signed the necessary lines. Slowly they made their way up the aisle together, where there stood Henry, an elderly man in a respectful black suit, no Elvis impersonator for these two at Cuddy’s insistence.

“Dearly Beloved, We are gathered here today before God to join this man and woman in holy matrimony, a beautiful journey seen by all mankind and to never be taken lightly. So in the eyes of God, if any person here present can show just cause why these two shouldn’t be married then speak now or forever hold your peace.”

House looked over his shoulder and turned back to the minister, saying sarcastically. “I think we’re safe.” Cuddy grinned as Henry continued also with a smile on his face.

“Through their marriage, Gregory and Lisa make a commitment together to face their problems, achieve their dreams, hold on to their hopes and accept each other’s failures.” Cuddy couldn’t help smirking at House at the last one. “Gregory and Lisa promise one another to aspire to these ideals throughout the rest of their lives together, through mutual understanding, consideration and support to each other. Their relationship stands for loyalty, trust, friendship and above all else, love. You may now recite your vows, Gregory.”

“OK.” House said turning to face Cuddy. “I promise to love and cherish you no matter what we face. I promise to look after you each and every day. I promise to respect you. I promise I will love you forever more.”

“Terrific.” Henry said. “Lisa.”

“Alright. I promise to stand by you through the wonderful and the tough times we go through. I promise to never let you change who you are. I promise to remain loyal to you and our friendship. I promise I’ll never stop loving you.”

“Aah, young love.” Henry said. “Gregory, do you take Lisa to be your wife, to love her, comfort her, honour her and care for her in sickness and health, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse, in sadness and happiness, and remain devoted and faithful to her for as long as you both shall live?”

“That’s a lot to promise.” House joked. “I do.”

“Of course, you do.” Henry said with a grin. “Lisa, do you take Gregory to be your husband, to love him, comfort him, honour him and care for him in sickness and health, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse, in sadness and happiness, and remain devoted and faithful to him for as long as you both shall live?”

“I suppose I could.” Cuddy smirked. “I do.”

“OK then, have you got the rings?” Henry asked. Both rings were soon produced, and Henry turned to House. “OK, then repeat after me, Gregory. Lisa, with this ring, I thee wed. You are now forever bound to me in an unbroken circle of love. I give you this ring as a pledge of my love, a sign of my unity and as a symbol of unending love for you.”

“I have to say all that?” House asked trying to remember it all.

“No, just say: Lisa, with this ring, I thee wed.”

“Lisa with this ring, I thee wed.” House said, placing the ring of her finger.

“OK, Lisa, your turn. Repeat after me, Gregory, with this ring, I thee wed. You are now forever bound to me in an unbroken circle of love. I give you this ring as a pledge of my love, a sign of my unity and as a symbol of unending love for you.”

“That’s too much.” Cuddy said. “Greg, with this ring, I thee wed.” She said, as she placed the simple band over House’s finger. They turned back to Henry, their hands clasped together still.

“May you always share with each other this wonderful gift of love, in heart and in home, in generosity and kindness. Gregory and Lisa have come together and consented in marriage before the Lord and have pledged their faith to each other, declared unity to each other with their rings and are now forever joined. You are lovers, best friends and now a married couple. And so by the power vested in me by the State of Nevada and the Almighty God, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” Henry finished dramatically.

House turned to Cuddy and pulled her into a searing, passionate kiss, their first as husband and wife.

HHHHHHHHHH

The next day, Cuddy sat in the plane staring out the window. They had been flying for an hour, they were a twenty-odd thousand feet in the air, and there was no turbulence to speak of. But none of that mattered to Cuddy.

She was wearing a red summer dress and a pair of white ballet shoes, her hair was falling softly and thick around her shoulders, and her make-up was light and natural. But none of that mattered to Cuddy.

The only thing Cuddy was focusing on, besides the snoring man on her shoulder, were the two bands of white gold on her left hand.

That’s right, Cuddy had actually said yes. Cuddy still couldn’t quite believe it. She had actually gotten married. When she was little she used to talk about it with her sisters, then when she decided to become a Doctor she put her marriage plans on hold and when she became Dean she resigned herself to thinking it wouldn’t happen.

And now she was married to House of all people. She looked at him, as he sighed in his sleep and burrowed deeper into her neck. She smiled to herself, he did look adorable when he slept and he had the cutest bed-head when he woke up. But Cuddy knew that she would never say that to him unless she wanted to embarrass him. Even though they were only on a three hour flight, she could understand if he was tired, they didn’t get much sleep the night before after Cuddy had proved she was just about fine after their previous flight. Cuddy just didn’t particularly like sleeping on planes though and was forcing herself to stay awake.

“AAH!” Cuddy cried, as she felt cold water pour onto her lap, something to definitely perk her up.

“Huh, what?” House groused as he woke up.

“You, you just spilt your drink on me.” She complained.

“I was sleeping.” House argued. “It’s not my fault.”

Cuddy groaned and stood up. “Excuse me.” She turned around to the bathrooms situated right behind their seats and forced herself into clean up. She was so annoyed she missed the rebel grin on her newly husband’s face.

House stood up and confidently pushed his way into the bathroom, before Cuddy could lock it.

“House get out!” She growled.

“I think not.” He said coming up behind her and pulling her towards him, his hand riding her thigh. “Wanna join the Mile High Club with me?”

“How about I leave you to join it by yourself?” Cuddy said managing to control herself.

“Oh come on, don’t be mad. It doesn’t matter that I spilt your drink, you’re already wet.” He said in a husky voice, slipping his fingers into her wet heat.

Cuddy gasped and felt House stop moving his fingers, as if giving her a choice to run away or stay. Like she had a choice now. “Fine, fuck me you bastard.” She growled over her shoulder with a small grin. She caught House’s victory grin and then heard the rasp of his zipper. She helped him by pulling her dress up around her waist.

House let his hands move towards her front and pull her straps down a little till her delicate bra was exposed and didn’t stand a chance against House’s fingers as he unclasped it and flung it to the floor along with her underwear. He pushed her dress down so it was bunched around her waist, with the rest of her exposed for House to look at gleefully.

Cuddy let him have his look before she unbuttoned his shirt and raked her nails down his chest, making him shiver in anticipation. She smiled at the look of desperation and longing on Gregory House’s face. Before she pulled him into a fantastic, toe-curling kiss. Cuddy didn't know where to focus though, his mouth was currently sucking on her tongue, one hand was alternately flicking her nipples and the other was slipping inside her trying to bring her to a climax. Her face was flush and her arousal seemed to be everywhere on her body, she pulled House closer to her and whispered in his ear.

"I think 20 years is enough foreplay, so just get me in the damn club!"

House grinned against her neck, oh yes, she really did like to command him anywhere, anytime. But this was one order he was gonna follow, as he felt Cuddy unbuckle his belt and he his hand out of her so he could help tug his pants down, anything to get closer to her. When he was finally free, he slipped into her wet sheath, closing his eyes at the wonderful feeling. The feeling of finally having Cuddy, finally being inside her and knowing that she wanted it just as much as him.

He pulled back and looked her in the eye, and he definitely knew when he saw the same lust hurricane in her stormy blue eyes that mirrored his own. He kept the furious pleasuring past up before anticipating the final ecstasy and he brought his mouth to hers as they swallowed each other's moans and cries of happiness.

House held onto her as they both came back down to earth, or rather 25,000 feet above earth. House smiled at that thought and then he remembered what Cuddy had said to him. 'So she wasn't already a member.' He grinned ruefully at that thought. Cuddy saw him grinning and couldn't help the grin that spread to her face which she was sure was still quite red from arousal and passion.

"Can you pass me my clothes?" Cuddy asked politely as she straightened her dress out as best as she could in the tiny space.

"Sure." House said expertly hooking up her underwear with his cane.

"Wow, a man of many talents." Cuddy drawled sarcastically.

"Oh you don't even know." House said, before leaving Cuddy in the bathroom with a wink. Cuddy grinned to herself and hopped from the counter, turning to see her hair slightly mussed and her face still with a slight tinge of red. She returned quietly to her seat, and noticed that no one else even bothered to turn around, it seemed their little escapade had thankfully been ignored. Cuddy smiled as House pulled her into his arms awkwardly in their seats, but she soon relaxed and just enjoyed being there with her husband.

HHHHHHHHHH

They had finally gotten off the plane after House had returned to his nap and Cuddy sat and thought about all that had happened to them recently. They were wandering through the airport in silence, both lost in their thoughts.

“So now what?” House asked as they called a taxi over, breaking the stark silence between them.

“What do you mean?” Cuddy asked.

“Your place or mine.”

“Well since we’re married I guess we have…to move in…together.” Cuddy said slowly as realisation about marriage actually sunk in. House noted her dazed expression and guided her gently to the taxi. Before long they were heading down the highway, then approaching Cuddy's pricey but beautiful neighbourhood.

“Do you need some time to think?” House asked reluctantly, hoping she wasn't beginning to regret marrying him, less than 24 hours after that fact.

Cuddy nodded.

“OK, I need to feed Steve anyway.” House said as they pulled up to Cuddy’s house. “I’ll call you later.”

“OK.” Cuddy said as House followed her to her door. He gave her a quick kiss, no more than a few seconds because if he let his love in, he wouldn’t ever leave.

As soon as House was gone, Cuddy’s thoughts and feelings became coherent. She didn’t want to be away from him, she wanted him there by her side, or rather inside her. But he was right she needed time to think, after all she was now married and all that entailed. To House.

To Be Continued…

I promise you all I am already thinking about the sequel, but I won't be putting it up for a couple of weeks because I got my birthday coming up and that will mean a big 'ole family reunion also! But there will be a sequel by the end of August and I promise you Cuddy and House will still be married.