The much anticipated conclusion to Blind Date. Thank you everyone who has been reading and reviewing and sticking with this story. This chapter is a long time coming as I have been busy with other projects. I hope everyone enjoys it!

House sat at his desk, his tennis ball long abandoned and laying on the floor where he had thrown it in aggravation. He couldn't focus his thoughts. Every thought that entered his mind was focused on the women who irritated him so and who would soon be leaving for the train station and walking out of his life forever.

When House first heard that Cuddy was leaving, he didn't believe it. There was no way that Lisa Cuddy would leave the hospital with no notice, especially not for some man. But then House found his way to the board room which happen to be in session and happened to be discussing a temporary replacement for Cuddy.

This is ridicules, House thought to himself. What he needed was a distraction, something to take his mind of his latest puzzle. Maybe it was a sign of how desperate he really was, or maybe he was finally losing it, but House willingly got up from his desk and went to do his clinic duty.

House refused to look into Cuddy's office as he by, grabbing the nearest file and entering an exam room. Although he didn't see her, House was aware of Cuddy and knew that she was sitting at her desk. House laughed to himself as he managed the look on her face when she had seen him voluntarily working. House always liked to surprise Cuddy, to see puzzlement shine in her eyes or blood rush to her cheeks and flush her face.

House sat in front of the patient not other reading the file in front of him. He's eyes were unfocused as a sudden realization dawned on him the way it often does when he finally stops thinking about a puzzle. He had been running around trying to figure out the cause of the problem instead of treating the symptoms. House had been entirely focused on trying to figure out who Cuddy was in love with instead of dealing with the real reason Cuddy being in love with some one was bothering him.

The diagnoses seemed so clear to him now: He was in love with Cuddy.

Well maybe love the wrong word. Maybe infatuated with or lusting after were better descriptions of how he felt. Either way all House knew was that there was no way he was going to allow her to run off with other guy.

House had forgotten that he was sitting with a patient who was staring at him as he jumped out of his seat and limped out of the room. He had every intention of busting into Cuddy's office and demanding she tell him what the hell was going on. He marched straight into her office without pausing to notice that she had left the room. House stood in the office for a moment, breathing heavily, adrenaline still pumping through his body. He looked around and after realizing that he was alone, House figured it wouldn't do any harm to snoop through Cuddy's desk to see if there were any clues to the mystery man.

House was digging through the files on her desk when he heard someone open the outer door to Cuddy's office. He quickly dived under the desk. House knew the heavy footsteps walking towards the desk instead of the gentle clicking of the heels Cuddy normally wore and relaxed slightly. He recognized Wilson's ugly green loafers as he seemed to leave something on the desk and walk out of the office. House heard the door close and climbed out from under the desk. He picked up the note and read it quickly, an evil grin spreading across his face as he set the note on the desk and rushed out of the office.

Cuddy,

House believes you are really leaving! He was waiting outside the board meeting! You knew that he would check first to see if you were really leaving! He fell for it! All is set for your departure tonight! I haven't had this much fun messing with House in years!

Wilson

Cuddy sat at her desk, her fingers absentmindedly drumming the table as she watched the clock on the wall. She should be finishing the budget report that was waiting in her to do file but she was preoccupied with her plans for that evening. House was always a good distraction, she smiled to herself.

Just now Wilson was letting it slip to House that she would be leaving on the eight o'clock train tonight with her "secret lover". She assumed House would show up at the train station to make a scene trying to discover who the mystery man was. That's when Wilson, Cameron, Chase and herself would let him know that he had been conned. Cuddy laughed out loud, the look on his face should be priceless, she should remind Cameron to bring a camera.

House stood outside Wilson's office, preparing himself for the show he was about to put on. He could hear Wilson, Cameron and Chase talking quietly inside. He didn't know how they had found out he was messing with Cuddy and to be perfectly honest he didn't really care. All he knew now was that he had to turn their scheme against them so they would know who was the king of scams. House tried to look forlorn as he lightly knocked on the door.

The slight knock on the door halted the conversation in Wilson's office. Cameron pulled open the door and was surprised to see House standing dejected against the door frame. Cameron stepped out of the way as House stumbled into the office, collapsing on the sofa and burying his head in his hands. Chase and Wilson exchanged a look of concern for their colleague. Cameron crossed the room and softly put her hand on House's back.

"What's wrong, House?" Cameron asked, rubbing his back slightly. House flinched away from the gesture. Cameron looked up at Chase, who shrugged at her.

"I can't take it anymore," House moaned.

"Can't take what?" asked Wilson.

"I can't take the idea of her being with another man!" House shouted, suddenly standing up.

"Are you talking about Cuddy?" Chase asked.

"The women drives me crazy!" House shouted again, looking around wildly. "If she leaves I don't think I can go on!" He seemed to be talking more to himself than the others in the room.

"What are you saying, House?" Cameron asked suddenly, standing up. House stared at her and yet stared past her at the same time.

"I have to make her stay," House said suddenly, "no matter what it takes."

Maybe it was the glint in House's eye or the excessive drug use over the years but something in House's demeanor told Wilson that House was serious and that he really would stop at nothing to make Cuddy stay. Wilson stood up and grabbed House by the shoulders.

"House, listen to yourself!" Wilson said, shaking him slightly. "You've lost it." Cameron and Chase watched this confrontation with disbelief. House really had lost it. They had never seen him so out of control. They had actually driven him mad.

"She will be mine!" shouted House, as he pushed past Wilson and through open the office door. He quickly limped out the door and down the hallway with Wilson, Cameron and Chase, trailing behind and desperate to stop him from doing anything stupid.

House reached Cuddy's office before the three were able to stop him. He burst through the door, startling Cuddy to her feet.

"You think you can just leave me!" he shouted.

"House," she began to say, staring wildly at Wilson, Chase and Cameron who were hiding meekly at the edge of her office. "What's gotten into you?"

As she came around to the front of her desk, House threw his cane to the side and roughly grabbed her around the waist, pulling her close to him. Cuddy could feel his warm breathe on her face as he stared down into her eyes. His hands tightened around her waist as he pulled her closer still. He locked eyes with her and leaned down so that his mouth was inches from hers. Cuddy felt a tightening in her lower stomach as she smelt the faint musty scent of House's cologne. House leaned in closer and Cuddy felt her eyes begin to close on their own just as House moved past her mouth and had his lips on her in ear in one swift motion.

"Just call me the king of all scams," he whispered in her ear before laughing loudly and releasing her. Cuddy dropped her hands and pushed him away angrily. Wilson, Cameron and Chase all sighed in relief now that it was obvious the House wasn't any crazier than normal. Shaking their heads, they all left the office.

"Don't worry, I'll get you guys next." House called after them, still laughing.

"You started this you know," Cuddy scolded him.

"I have no idea what you are talking about," House said playing innocent. Cuddy stepped close to House again, lightly resting her hand on his shoulder.

"You know," she said, looking at him through her eyelashes. "I really enjoyed talking to Jonathon."

"Oh yeah?" asked House, looking a little confused.

"Yeah," Cuddy whispered, moving closer to House so that their bodies were touching. "Just thinking about him makes me hot."

"Really," said House, moving his hand to her waist again, his breathing becoming heavy.

"MmmHmmm," said Cuddy as she stood on her tip toes and moved to House's mouth. House lowered his head just as Cuddy moved past his mouth so her lips were on his ear. "You may be the king, but you are still just a man." Cuddy laughed as she walked away from House and out of the office. House stared blankly after her before allowing himself to collapse in a chair as soon as she was out of sight.

Damn, House thought to himself, she's good.