It has been three years since I have written a fanfic. I have a story out there with one chapter and by George I plan to finish it. However at this moment I am so frustrated with the last season of House that a different idea will not leave the crevasses of my brain. I have just got to write it down.

Basically this idea is based on Cuddy and House having their relationship and breaking up. House crashed his car in to her living room and went to prison. This story is my explanation of where Lisa Cuddy went during that time.

It was snowing, which is not unusual for Princeton in the winter. Lisa Cuddy was sitting in her car in the parking lot of the Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. This was the fourth time in the last two weeks she found herself in this same parking space. She didn't get out of the car on any of these trips; she just sat there waiting to catch a glimpse of him. She couldn't believe she was doing this. He was an ass. A huge, sarcastic, childish ass. She had loved him. No scratch that she loved him, but almost two years ago they had broken up. Then two months later, he had driven his car through her house. For this offense he had gone to prison. To her this was the last straw, she was done with him. Well that was until she realized it had been two months since she had had her period.

"Mommy" the voice of her four year old daughter, Rachel, called breaking Lisa's flashback.

"Yes sweetie?" Lisa responded. Rachel had been watching a movie quietly in the back seat. She didn't quite understand what they were doing but she recognized this place. Her mother had been dean of medicine here two years ago.

"My movie stopped" Rachel said. "And Jamie is waking up." Lisa looked into her rearview mirror only to be greeted with two beautiful ice blue eyes. "Good morning handsome" Did you have a good nap?" Lisa asked her now awake son. Of course the six month old did not answer, but it was a nice gesture.

Lisa shook her head and decided she was ready to go home for the night. It wasn't right to put her kids through whatever it was she was going through. As she was about to put the car in reverse, she spotted a man, a tall, slender man bundled in a warm winter coat walking with a cane. There he was, her man, her son's father maybe 20 feet in front of her.

Dr. Gregory House was completely oblivious to the woman watching him. He was cold and just wanted to get away from this place. He hadn't had a case in three days and honestly did not know why he had even shown up for work today.

Following him was another familiar face for Lisa Cuddy. It was that of her friend, James Wilson. Lisa was staring at them, watching them. Wilson was searching his pockets and had stopped in his tracks. Of course House kept walking. Wilson found the object of his desire, his car keys. He pulled them from his pocket and clumsily dropped them on the ground. He bent to pick them up and as he stood, he made eye contact with Lisa Cuddy.

Lisa began to panic. House was already in the parking garage somewhere, but there was Wilson now staring at her. Lisa wanted to run, but the car in reverse and run, but she didn't. The next thing she knew James Wilson was standing beside her car knocking on the window.

Reluctantly she rolled it down. "Hi" she said feebly. A huge smile crossed his face.

"Wow I thought that was you, I'm so glad to see you. Hi, is that Rachel?" Was James' quick response.

"Hi Rachel" He said looking in to the backseat. James stopped talking then because staring at him where the ice blue eyes he knew belonged to his deepest and oldest friend. Rachel was waving enthusiastically. She wasn't quite sure who this man was but he had a friendly face.

The renowned oncologist was lost for words. "His name is James" Lisa added

"My name is James" Wilson responded. "Yes" Lisa concurred.

"I, what?" James chocked out.

"Oh for god sake Wilson, His name is James. We are calling him Jamie. He was my last name, but I would like his father to know he exists."

"House?" Wilson asked. "Yes House." Came her clear response.