Disclaimer: I don't own House; and Shore would probably not write something as ridiculous as this story. This story is kind of like legend.

Wash Your Sins Not Only Your Face

We can deny that angels exist; convince ourselves that they cant be real but they show up anyway, merely a whisper and speaking from any character they want but do not be fooled they can be as fierce as any dragon and shout through demons if they have to. They are simply there to remind us that is us; that its us fighting the endless battle of the worlds we create. Simply guiding us through the darkness.

As insane as the winter had been this coming year Cuddy couldn't shake the feeling that it would be ten times worse. Not that she wasn't use to the snow but for some reason she hadn't expected it to it this bad. She turned back around to face her desk which had endless amount of paperwork. It was almost Christmas and if you couldn't finish before then, the broad would be up, her neck. Just as she was about to reach from the phone and call her daughter she felt an cold breeze flow down her neck. She quickly turned her neck and raised her eyebrow. She slightly jump causing herself to put her hand over her chest as the voice echoed in her ear. "Paranoid aren't we?" he spoke sarcasm linking in his voice.

"Its late. What are you still doing here?" She asked looking at him. She couldn't believe he was standing in her office without Wilson. They shared a look they haven't shared in along time. It had been ten years since he ran his car in her house and since she quit. Him freeing the country for three years and of course to go straight to jail upon returning. She couldn't believe they were back in the same place. She being the boss and him, himself. The hospital welcoming her back with open arms.

"Finishing up some last minute things," he simply stated never out more information. She noticed he had bags on his shoulders and just as she was about to ask her phone rang. She swiftly answered it knowing it could only be one person this time of night.

"Mom,' she heard on the other end of the phone. She could tell something was wrong. Her face quickly changed to worried mother. House raised an eyebrow as he watched her expression change.

"Rebecca what's wrong?"

"Mom, there were people in the house. Strange people."

"What do you mean? Someone broke into the house? Did you call the police," Cuddy said standing up immediately and grabbing her things. House looked at her emotionless. He wanted to go with her but he knew he wasn't aloud to step foot in Cuddy's house. Rules didn't apply to him though.

"No, I hide the whole time."

"Okay, sweetheart. I'm on my way right now," Cuddy said hanging up the phone. She looked over to House telling him that she didn't have time for him. She grabbed her keys and walked over to him. "I have to go,"

"Let me go with," he said and she looked at him strange. The exchange, the familiar exchanged. Them both wanted to let the pain go.

"No,"

"Come on, you don't know if they are still in the house,"

"Fine. You come in as soon as the cops leave because you know if they catch you on my property, they'll be hailing your butt back to jail." she responded and he nodded as they both walked out.

"Okay , I'll let you know if we make any progress. You might want to stay at an hotel or family's house until we get everything straightened out. You know for safety," the officer said with a nod.

"Thank you, officer.' Cuddy said and shut the door as the cops left. Cuddy sighed and turned back around to Rebecca sitting on the couch and the once nice home she had. Cuddy walked over to the couch and wrapped her arms around her daughter. Rebecca's pale face looked up at her mother. She was in so much pain. She couldn't believe she had let her daughter convince her into staying home by herself. What was she thinking? "Becka I'm so sorry. Next time you'll just come to the hospital with me, okay?" Cuddy said and Rebecca just nodded. She closed her eyes and hugged her daughter again. Trying to keep herself from breaking out in tears. She had to be strong. She almost jumped as House entered her house. He closed the door and locked it behind him. Like it matter any more. He looked around and then strictly at Rebecca. He stepped over the knock over items and stood behind Cuddy. Cuddy looked at him and moved herself over to sit directly next to Rebecca. He stood their silently, still holding his bags over his shoulder.

"What did they say?"

"House…"

"Hush Cuddy, Now Rebecca what did they say?"

"Said they came from you," Rebecca said taking off her jacket to show the symbol that they had branded into her skin. Cuddy looked shocked as she traced her fingers over it.

"Becka, you told me that you didn't come in counter with them," Cuddy stated.

"I lied," Rebecca said simply and House smirked, receiving a death glare form Cuddy.

"What does that mean?"

"It means wash your sins not only your face," House stated and tears formed in Rebecca eyes again. He signed and got on his knees, kneeling in front her grabbing her hand. "I promise I will never let anyone or anything hurt you again," House stated and Rebecca pulled him into a hug. Over his shoulder Cuddy smiled and also wanted to know what the hell was going on. "Go get your things and your coming with me," Rebecca nodded and left.

"House, what is going on?" Cuddy said helping him off his knees.

"Long story and I don't have time to explain. Go pack some clothes and lets go! Don't argue with me either. I need you to trust me right now," House said looking her in the eyes. How could she trust him after so much. She nodded anyway, leaving the damage living room and he sat down on the couch. This was gone be one hell of an explanation.