House sat on his couch staring at his cell phone on the coffee table. He knew what Nolan said about talking to Cuddy was the right thing to do. He didn't want any of those things to happen to them that he listed off that could happen if they were to jump right back into whatever they had without really talking to one another. He knew it was his fault. His phone started to vibrate, sliding around the table. He reached for it, hoping it was her calling. It was his team. He scowled at it, hit ignore and set it back down.

He sighed heavily and rubbed both hands over his face. He knew what he had to do. He scooped up his phone, selected his contacts and scrolled to her name. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly and popped them back open while hitting the call button. It rang three times before he heard a noise to connect both lines.

"Hello?"

"Hey...it's, me," he said softly.

"I know, I saw the caller ID. What is it, House? Do you need something?"

He winced at the professional tone she was using with him. "Yeah, but, it's nothing to do with the hospital," he paused to try and sense how she was feeling through the phone but he couldn't sense anything. It was like she was blocked from him. "Listen, are you free tonight?"

"For what?"

"I thought maybe, you can come over my place so we can...talk," he answered awkwardly.

There was a long pause on the other end that made him feel uneasy. Not being able to sense her mood was making him on edge about what she was thinking about the question. He was about to take it back when she spoke. "What time?"

His heart raced when he heard those words. "Anytime. I'll be here for the rest of the night so, whenever you-"

"I'll leave within the next ten minutes. Does that work? That makes it about, thirty minutes or so, until I'm there."

His heart pounded faster, wishing he waited a little longer to call. He wasn't expecting her to come so soon, but, he knew if he told her it didn't work for him after he said he was there all night, or tell her never mind, then the outcome of what could happen after was one he was afraid to face. "Yeah, thirty minutes is good," he mustered out.

"Okay, I'll see you later." Cuddy hung up the phone and looked to her left at her sister who sat next to her on the couch.

"House wants you to go over there?" she asked Cuddy.

"Yeah," Cuddy looked down at her phone wondering what got into him. She glanced back over at Julia. "Can you-?"

"Watch Rachel?" she finished.

"Yeah, just for a little while," she told her as their gazes both fell upon the child laying on her stomach on the floor so into the cartoon that was playing in front of her she didn't even hear the mention of House's name which Cuddy was secretly thankful for. She never seems to be able to calm her down from the excitement of the possibility of seeing him when she hears his name.

"Go, I'll be fine with Rachel. And...if you happen to stay the night, I'm prepared for that too, its okay," she said with a smile.

Cuddy rolled her eyes, "I won't be staying the night," she said firmly.

"Hey," Julia put her hands up in surrender. "All I know is, when it comes to you and...him," Julia made a conscious effort to not say his name for fear that Rachel may hear it that time, "is that you never know what to expect. But, I can stay if you need me, just let me know."

Cuddy couldn't help but smile at what she said. She was right, Cuddy never knew what to expect half the time when it came to House either. "Thanks," she saw her sister nod and smile back at her which Cuddy was grateful for and that she no longer seemed to be angry with House on Cuddy's behalf for what he did to her. She accepted that Cuddy was trying to make it work with him again and she was ready to support her in whatever way she wanted her too.

She went into the bathroom to fix herself up a bit, said goodbye to Rachel and told her that Aunt Julia will be watching her while she had to go out, leaving out the specifics, grabbed her cell phone, and walked out the front door and over to her car. She sat down in the drivers seat and made sure she had her cell phone on ring in case Julia needed to reach her for any reason and slipped it back into her purse. She inhaled slowly and let it out just as slowly. She didn't know what it was that made him call but she hoped she wouldn't regret agreeing to come over. She put her car in park and drove in the direction of House's apartment...