A few days later, Cuddy walked over to Wilson's office door. She rapped on the door a couple of times before walking inside. The first thing she noticed was House's little boy on the floor playing with some toys.
Wilson looked up when he heard someone come in. "Hey."
"Hi. Is he okay?" Cuddy asked referring to Logan.
"Yeah, he's fine. I know I shouldn't have him here, but House had to pick up some of his things that he had shipped over from the post office and he didn't wanna drag Logan with him. It'll only be for an hour or so," Wilson said.
"It's okay as long as you don't make a habit of it," Cuddy said.
"Did you need something?" Wilson asked.
"Oh, yeah. Well, I wanted to let you know that the board meeting for Alvin is scheduled for next Thursday. You said you wanted to speak," Cuddy said.
"Yeah, I definitely do. It wasn't just about Logan. It's bad enough that he nearly killed him, but if this is let to slide, he could do it again. He might actually end up killing someone next time," Wilson said. He made sure to whisper so that Logan wouldn't be disturbed.
"I agree with you. One way or another, he won't work in this hospital again," Cuddy said firmly. She would not have suck a reckless and irresponsible doctor on her staff. Yes, some might have called House both those things, but there was always a method to his madness. Alvin's only excuse was that he didn't care enough to make sure he had the accurate drugs.
Wilson nodded. "I know he probably won't lose his license, but I intend to do my best to make sure he receives the harshest punishment possible."
Cuddy looked over to where Logan was playing with a toy truck. "At least Logan came out of it okay. He doesn't appear to have been affected at all since the initial incident."
"Yeah, he got lucky, but we can't chance something like it happening again," Wilson said.
Cuddy continued to stare at the little boy, at House's little boy. She tried not to, but sometimes she couldn't help but think that if things had been different, he would've been hers. A part of her was glad he wasn't though. She wasn't sure she could deal with the fear and agony of watching her own child battle cancer. Rachel's pneumonia last year was hard enough. This would probably destroy her. Besides, she didn't love House anymore and she was better off without him. At least that's what she continued to try to tell herself.
"Cuddy, you okay?" Wilson asked. He was watching her watch Logan and could only imagine what was going through her head.
Cuddy was pulled out of her musings and turned back to Wilson. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just got lost in thought for a minute."
"About anything you wanna talk about?" Wilson asked.
Cuddy didn't get the chance to respond due to the sound of a pager going off.
Wilson pulled his pager out and read it. He then stood up abruptly. "Crap! One of my patients just coded!"
"Go. I'll watch Logan," Cuddy said.
Wilson debated for about a second on whether he should, but he really didn't have a choice. He had to go to his patient. "Logan?"
The little boy lifted his head and looked over at him.
"This is Doctor Cuddy. She's going to stay with you for a little while, okay?" Wilson asked.
"Okay, Uncle James," Logan said before going back to his toys.
"Thanks, Cuddy," Wilson said before rushing out of the room.
Cuddy cautiously walked over to Logan and bent down. "Hi, Logan. Do you remember me?"
"Yeah, you're Rachel's Mommy," Logan said without looking up from his toys.
"That's right. We saw each other at the park," Cuddy said.
"Is Rachel here?" Logan asked. He liked Rachel. She was nice to him even though she was a lot bigger than him.
"No, she's at school today. Do you know what school is?" Cuddy asked.
"Uh huh. That's where big kids go. Nick goes to school," Logan said as he rolled a toy car around in a circle on the floor.
"Who's Nick?" Cuddy wondered.
"He lives next to our old house. He's mean," Logan said.
"How is he mean?"
"He calls me mean names and he pushed me once time," Logan said.
"You're right, that is mean. Did you tell your daddy?" Cuddy asked. She couldn't see House reacting well to finding out his son was being bullied. She'd only seen House with his son a handful of times, but he was very protective of the boy.
"Yeah. He was mad. He yelled at Nick's mommy and daddy. Then he said that when I get older, I can beat him up," Logan said.
Cuddy could definitely see House saying something like that to his kid. It was actually kind of sweet coming from House because she knew it was his way of trying to make his little boy feel better.
"But it's not nice to hit people," Logan said.
"No, it's not. I think your daddy was trying to be funny," Cuddy said.
Logan giggled. "Daddy's always funny. He always makes me laugh."
"Yeah, he's good at that," Cuddy said as she thought back on all the times House had made her laugh.
Logan suddenly looked past her towards the door. "Hi, Daddy."
Cuddy turned around and saw House in the doorway. She immediately stood up.
"Where's Wilson?" House asked as he walked towards them:
"There was an emergency with a patient: I was sitting with Logan until he got back," Cuddy said.
"Thanks. I've got it now."
"Bye," the little boy said waving.
with that, Cuddy left.