This chapter is for WritersNeverDie because I want to see them get ecstatic. It is also for 14ulsse to hope she stops hating me for ending that last chapter with a cliffhanger.

You Don't Realize How Much I Need You

"Sure," Cuddy said. "We can talk about whatever you would like."

"I'm stupid," House said.

"What?" Cuddy asked confused.

"I'm an idiot," House said. "I can figure out what is medically wrong with someone based on a discolored fingernail, but I can't figure out how to have a normal relationship with people."

"You're trying," Cuddy said. "That is all that matters."

"I can do better," House said. "I don't try hard enough, especially with you. I hurt you. I don't mean to ever hurt you."

"I know you don't," Cuddy said.

"I talked to Kayla," House said. "I told her things are my fault, not yours."

"We are both at blame," Cuddy said. "I shouldn't yell at you all the time when some things aren't really your fault. Yelling doesn't help you."

"Yes, it does," House said. "I like when you stand up to me. Most people are afraid to do that. If you just let me do whatever I want, we would be totally screwed. I would have no will to change and I would try to do more and more and see if you let me get away with it."

"It's abusive how I treat you, House," Cuddy said.

"No, it isn't," House said.

"There are better ways of dealing with our problems than me just yelling at you," Cuddy said.

"Maybe there are better ways with other people, but not with me," House said. "I am giving you permission to yell at me. It makes me try to be better."

"I don't want my yelling to cause a strain in our relationship," Cuddy said.

"It doesn't," House said. "Cuddy, there is very few times that you yell at me that it actually pisses me off. I know you yell at me a lot of times because I did something stupid. You shouldn't have to yell at me for stupid things I do. I'm a grown man. I know better. I am just used to people always fixing my problems. I need to try to learn to help myself and not depend on you all of the time. You shouldn't have to worry about fixing my mistakes all of the time."

"We are partners," Cuddy said. "I don't mind helping you."

"I have to learn to stand on my own two feet, Cuddy," House said. "I need to stop relying on others all of the time. You and Wilson have been taking care of me for years."

"We care about you," Cuddy said. "We wouldn't keep helping you if we didn't."

"I know you guys do," House said. "I just have to learn how to take care of myself."

"What does that mean for us?" Cuddy asked.

"What do you mean?" House asked.

"Are you saying you need space?" Cuddy asked trying to not to cry. "You need some time away from me to find yourself?"

"That's not what I'm saying," House said. "Please don't cry, Cuddy. The last thing I want is to be away from you. I want to change. Being away from you is not going to help that. That would just make it 100 times worse and Wilson and you would have to fix some massive mess I would probably end up putting myself in."

"Then what do you need?" Cuddy asked.

"When I screw up, make me fix it myself," House said. "If you end up having to fix something I messed up on, make my life a living hell to teach me a listen. Make it so I won't do it again."

"You are the only guy in the world who tells there girlfriend to yell at him and make him pay," Cuddy said.

"I started this conversation off with that I am stupid, so you shouldn't be that shocked," House said. "I don't want you to have to worry about me all the time. I should be taking care of you."

"Just because I am a girl doesn't mean I need a man to take care of me," Cuddy said.

"It is not because you are a girl," House said. "You are the mother of my child. You are the woman I love. I just want to protect you. Plus, you're not really a girl. You are more like a she-devil." Cuddy let out a little laugh.

"You are always so romantic," Cuddy said.

"That might also be something I need to work on," House said. He wrapped his right arm around Cuddy and pulled her against him. She rested her head on his shoulder. "Everything is going to be okay. Kayla told me. I am sure she is never wrong."

"Should I worry about your sudden love for our counselor?" Cuddy asked with a smile.

"She drugged me," House said. "After I am a done expressing my feelings to you, I have to go wash her car."

"She is using you to wash her car?" Cuddy asked. "She must not realize how good you are at sex."

"I tried to tell her," House said.

"You were trying to get sex from her?" Cuddy asked.

"I do admit that came out wrong," House said. "I swear that all my clothes stayed on when I was talking to her. Hers might have come off for a brief moment." Cuddy looked up at House. "Then I vomited and she put them back on!"

"Well, no one can have as good of a body as mine," Cuddy said.

"You spoiled me," House said as he leaned down and gave Cuddy a gentle kiss on her lips.

"You spoil me with things, too," Cuddy said. She gave him another kiss, this time applying a little more force. They then heard a knock at the door.

"Go the hell away!" House yelled. Cuddy laughed.

"I really don't want to know what I am interrupting, but Greg, you have a phone call," Kayla said.

"Tell them I am dead," House said.

"When you go back home alive, that might realize I lied," Kayla said.

"They don't know you so they really won't care," House said.

"It's the hospital," Cuddy said. "You need to take it."

"Oh, crap," House mumbled to himself. "Bad time for me to want to be responsible." Cuddy pinched House's arm. "Ow!"

"That was my way of yelling at you," Cuddy said with a smirk. "Go answer the phone."

"You are enjoying this way too much," House said as he got up and opened the door.

"Feeling better?" Kayla asked with a smile when House opened the door.

"I would have felt even better if you hadn't come knocking," House said. He headed to the phone to answer it. Kayla peeked in at Cuddy.

"Everything okay?" Kayla asked.

"Everything's fine," Cuddy said.

"'Fine' fine or 'shut up and don't talk to me' fine?" Kayla asked.

"A little bit in-between the two," Cuddy said.

"I can take a hint," Kayla said. "You better be wearing your engagement ring before you leave this place, though."

"Or else what?" Cuddy asked.

"I will have to haunt you and Greg until the wedding is back on," Kayla said.