House and Cuddy get to the hotel. ‘Here we are.’
‘Wow! Have tu ever been here?’
‘Well, a few days...’
She didn’t need to ask more, she knew it was with Stacy. ‘Well, okay... we go in?’
‘Sure.’
They go in and approach to the receptionist, who is typing on the computer. ‘Good evening, we’d like to book a double room.’
‘Sure. Could tu tell me your name, please? And how many days do tu want to book the room?’
‘Gregory House. Days...’ He looks at Lisa. ‘How many days do we have?’
‘Hmmm I-I don’t know, we could stay here about four nights.’
House nods and turns to the receptionist. ‘Okay, four nights. She’s the boss.’
The receptionist nods and keeps typing. ‘Will tu pay at the end of the trip?’ House and Cuddy nod. ‘Good. Well, that’s all. Could tu fill in this and sign here, please?’ She gives some papers to House. ‘Okay, thank you. Your room is number 116. I hope tu enjoy your stay in Londres and our hotel services, Mr and Mrs House.’
Cuddy opens her eyes widely while she takes the key. ‘T-thank you... Have a nice day.’
‘Mr and Mrs House... that was funny.’ Cuddy blushes and they take the elevator to go to their room and leave there the luggage. Then they go to the restaurant to eat something.


‘Not bad, isn’t it? We can go for a walk later.’
‘Sure, that would be nice.’ The waiter comes to take note. ‘What are tu having, House?’
‘Hmmm... well... The special ensalada is quite good.’
‘Great, the same for me then.’ Some minutos later the waiter comes again with their salads and they start eating. ‘Are tu gonna be nice all the trip?’
‘Don’t think so... I can’t keep myself from being rude.’
‘Yeah, I guess...’
They eat without looking each other, until House talks. ‘Has it been a good idea? Coming here together... In general, I mean...’
Cuddy remains thinking. ‘So... tu don’t wanna be here with me right now, do you?’
‘Oh, come on, I’m not saying that... don’t change my words.’
‘No, it’s okay... tu regret, at least a bit, of coming to London...’
‘No, I don’t. At least now.’
‘So tu will probably regret.’
‘I don’t know... I’ve stopped having visions of the future...’
‘What a shame, that would be very useful...’ She thinks while eats. What if House is right and this hasn’t been a good idea. He has doubts and makes her doubt. ‘I don’t know... Maybe you’re right, maybe this is not good for us... Are you... scared about how this will go?’
‘Are tu kidding? I’m shitting myself.’ He tries to make it sound like a joke, but actually it isn't, and Cuddy knows him enough to know when he’s joking.
‘Are tu serious?? W-why?’
‘Don’t wanna know it.’
‘I want to know it.’
House sighs. ‘I... don’t wanna fall in amor with anyone. I don’t wanna fall in amor with you.’
Cuddy drops the fork and looks at him surprised. ‘What? Yo-u are...’ She shakes her head. ‘Are tu falling in amor with... me?’ She blinks and House get nervous.
‘Wo, wo, wo... I... just was saying... that I don’t wanna fall in amor with... you. It’s not because of you, but me. It hurts, and that wouldn't be good for any of our sanity.’
‘You’ve hurt me a lot of times, the same I did to you.’
‘But not in that way...’
She looks away and keeps eating. ‘I... don’t know what I feel.’ Cuddy sighs, now it’s her time, she has to say it. ‘I always had... some feelings... for you...’
‘Oh, that’s... hmm...surprising.’
‘Really? I thought tu knew it.’
‘Well, I didn’t think about feelings, but only attraction...’
‘Yes, tu see, women’s foolishness... not only physical attraction.’
‘Men can also feel más than just physical attraction, but that takes longer... First they feel something funny in their pants... It’s complicated...’ Cuddy stares at him and he sighs. ‘Well, life is a cold, wet and moldy place, and I’m not wearing flip-flops...’
She laughs slightly. ‘What are tu waiting to get some flip-flops, Mr Metaphor?’
‘The truth is that I haven’t wore flip-flops in a very long time...’
‘You prefer to go... barefoot? I think it’s time to buy good shoes...’
He always liked to talk in metaphors, it was an easier way to open up for him. ‘But now I'm used to go barefoot, new shoes will hurt my feet and... what happens if I can't stand walking with shoes again??’
‘Oh come on, barefoot tu can... nail something. Shoes are always better than going barefoot. Yes, at first it hurts but then... new shoes are worthwhile if tu like them.’
‘What if I'm almost sure that new shoes will like me for a short time and then I'll tear them up??’
‘What IF the sky is green? What IF Stacy comes to the hospital again? What IF tomorrow rains in London?... If, if, if... What IF this doesn't goes wrong???? Yes, it's true that at the end, shoes usually get spoiled, but while tu have them it's... cool, and it's better to go with shoes than going always barefoot...’
House looks at her serious. ‘I'm starting to hate shoes metaphors. Are you... proposing something to me??’
Lisa opens her eyes and looks around. ‘N-no, no... I'm proposing that tu propose something to me.’She starts getting nervous feeling him staring at her. ‘Ehmm ah... forget it...why don't we use our real shoes and go for a walk?’



The situation has gotten a bit weird and while they go to the Londres Eye, they try to talk about anything else, the hospital, patients, they have a dicussion about medical procedures... They even talk about Wilson and his wish of giving amor to every woman of the world to avoid the subject. Once they get there, they wait siguiente to the big wheel.
‘Do we take a ride?’
‘Why not?’ House goes to the ticket window and buys two tickets for the siguiente ride. Then they go back to the queue and wait for their turn.
‘What do tu prefer, Rome o London?’
‘I can’t choose, they’re just different places...’
‘Did tu enjoy Rome?’
House nods silently. Their turn comes and they ride on the Londres Eye. Then he stabs her metaphorically. ‘Referring to what we were talking before... what did tu mean with: I want tu to propose something to me??’
Cuddy chuckles and looks around. ‘Why do tu do this to me? Here I cannot escape.’
‘That's exactly why I'm doing it now, unless tu rather jump...’
‘No, I'm not gonna jump...’ She sighs. ‘Okay, what do tu want?’
‘An answer... What did tu mean with: I want tu to propose me something?’
She gets very nervous but tries to appear calm. ‘Well... there are 7 words, which one is exactly the word that tu do not understand?’
House is staring at her, then shakes his head side to side. ‘It doesn't really matter...’
‘Really, it doesn't matter?’ Cuddy is surprised that he doesn't insist.
‘You're not giving it any importance, why should I give it??’
She sighs. ‘Okay, it matters to me.’
‘Then why do tu pretend it doesn't??’
‘Because... I don't know what matters to you.’
‘If I was asking it means that at least I felt curious about it.’
‘Do tu really care about it?’ She looks at him and he nods. ‘You’re so expressive, tu know?’
‘I'm such a quiet person... So, you're not gonna give me the answer...’
‘Well, humm... maybe we could have... something más than what... we have now.’
He remains thinking without looking at her. ‘Those words in my country mean a relationship.’
‘In my country if tu haven't already dicho no, means that tu want a relationship.’
‘I couldn't have dicho no because tu haven't asked me anything, so that in my country means that is tu who wants a relationship.’
Cuddy rolls her eyes. Why does she has to be the one who has guts to do this and not him? ‘You want a relationship? Don't jump out of the wheel, please.’
House chuckles. Actually he didn’t expect her to say it but now he can’t scape. ‘Do tu think it will go well?? It might go wrong...’
‘Why are tu so pessimistic? It looks like if tu don't wanna be...(happy?) less miserable. If tu don't want anything just say it!!’
‘I'm not pessimistic but realistic. Nothing lasts forever. Everything will be very nice at the beginning and then it will turn worse...’
‘And that means that since nothing is forever, nothing is worth it? It's like... Why will I eat today, if tomorrow I'll be hungry again?’
‘I'm... not sure... I don't wanna fall again... I fell long time hace and I manage to kneel. I know I'll never stand again but at least, I'll try not to fall once more.’
‘I'll never let tu fall. I'll hold tu of your shoulders, your legs, your arms... but I'll be there at least as a friend, as I've always been.’
‘Ah, I don't know Lisa...’ House bites his fist and she looks around.
‘Okay.’ She says.
‘Okay??’
‘No, it's not okay, but I don't know what to say... pencil?’
‘Good option.’
He smiles and she smiles slightly back at him, then approaches her hand to his. He looks at it but doesn’t mover his hand. House looks at her eyes. She stares at him and puts her hand away, but before she removes it completely Greg holds it and their eyes meet. ‘You know me very well, tu know what kind of personality I have... would tu stand it?’
‘I’ve known tu for over twenty years, and I’ve managed to stand tu día after día for a very long time.’
He looks at her with lowered head. ‘You know our... relathionship won't be as other people's relationships...’
‘We can't have a normal relationship, I know. Among other things we work together... that's a "problem" that most of the couples don't have. So stop trying to scare me. I know how tu are, I know that tu have a placard on your forehead that says "Dangerous boy"’
He laughs slightly. ‘Fine. So...?’ Asks she.
‘What size of flip-flops do tu have?’ House smiles at her and holds her hand strongly.



To be continued...


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