House pulled up at Cuddy's house, slowly negotiated the steps up to the front door and knocked. Almost instantly, the door opened, but House was surprised to see a short, blone haired boy stood there, as opposed to Lisa Cuddy as he had expected.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi," the boy responded. "You must be G-G-G-Greg."

House noted the boy's stammer, possibly brought on by nerves.

"Yeah," he said. "You can call me House, though. A lot of people do."

"S-S-S-Sure. Aunt Lisa s-s-said she was exp-p-p-pecting a tall g-g-guy who looked like he had j-j-just g-g-got out of bed, s-s-so I th-th-thought I should l-l-let you in." He moved aside to let House past. House could feel the boy's eyes watching his limp as crossed the room.

"In here, Greg!" Lisa called from the kitchen. "I see you've met Jason, then."

"So that's his name," House said. "He didn't actually introduce himself."

Jason sidled into the kitchen. "S-S-S-Sorry," he said, regretfully. He extended a hand. "Pleased to meet you, G-G-G-Gr... House."

House switched his cane over and shook. "Nice to meet you too, Jason."
Formalities over, Jason scurried back to the living room and presently they heard the television being switched on.

"Thanks for coming, Greg."

"It's ok, really. I didn't have anything planned anyway, so it's no problem at all. And by the way, 'a tall guy who looked like he'd just got out of bed'?"

"What else was I meant to say? It's certainly true." Cuddy suppressed a grin as House straightened his collar and smoothed down his jeans.

"Well, the descripitions I'm used to are generally 'cripple' or 'tall guy with a cane' "

"I don't see you that way."

"Oh, sure. I bet the first thing you saw and judged me on when we first met was my limp. Admit it."

"Actually, the first thing that crossed my mind was something like 'wow, he's totally sexy and I would jump him at any given opportunity.' "

House was momentarily silenced by her honesty.

"Yes. And that's how I thought of you ever since. Including now." She pulled him in for a deep kiss. He smiled.

"I don't really know how to phrase this," he said. "But you mean a lot to me. Because before, I thought I had the real thing, but now... I know I was wrong. Because this is the best thing I've ever had."

"I know." They shared a moment of silence. Cuddy broke it.

"I need to go shooping for something for dinner. Wanna come or stay here with Jason?"

"Hmmm, the chance of finding a kindred spirit in the eternal war against your eating habits, or go with you and undertake the struggle alone? I'll stay, if you don't mind."

She smiled. "Ok, I'll be back in an hour or so. Any requests?"

"As long as there aren't too many vegetables involved, it's fine by me."

"See you later then."

"Have fun," House said, laughter in his tone.

"I will!" Cuddy called and soon after, House heard the door shut and her car starting and driving off. Left alone in the kitchen, he decided to go through and see what Jason was watching.