A/N: Alright, so this is it the last chapter.

He entered the house and he could hear the news channel on the TV. Cuddy was the first person he knew, who had the news channel on for longer than 10 minutes a day. As he looked around the corner he could see her sitting on the couch with her laptop on her thighs. When does this woman not work?

"I can feel you staring." She said and kept her eyes on the laptop.

House took a deep breath again and entered the living room, but he didn't sit down.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and in a way he hoped that this was the end of it, that they didn't need to have a complicated discussion and everything could go back to normal again, but he knew that wouldn't happen.

"I just want to know what happened, cos you didn't make much sense yesterday." It surprised him that there was no anger in her voice, Stacy would've been screaming at this point already. Stop it, he thought Cuddy is not Stacy!

"I… ah… I had just lost my patient and I took the easy way out, I guess. I should've called you or Nolan." House finally took a seat on the couch keeping the coffee-table between them, in case she did blow up on him.

"Yes you should have." She was so proud of him. He had changed so much, the old House never would have this talk with her. It was like he had finally grown-up. "You also didn't do your PT today, Dr. Hastings called."

"Yeah, I forgot all about that." He mumbled.

She could see there was something else bothering him, there was still some tension in his body. "Why aren't you yelling at me? I turned up drunk in your house." He asked.

"I-ah well, don't be mad, but I know your first reaction to a new problem will always be bury the issue in vicodin and/or alcohol." All House could do was nod, she was totally right. Suddenly he felt her hand on his back and she took a seat next to him. "But that's also because you were alone, you didn't have anyone to talk to."

"Now I do." He said with a sigh and took her other hand in his and held it tightly. Cuddy hugged him to her enveloping him in her arms, letting some of his tension out. There was still one question she had to ask though.

"Who is Mrs. Stephens?" She could feel in tense again and he brought his arms around her waist, holding her as if she was about to leave.

"Who? What are you talking about?" Ah, yes so this was, what this was really about. The fact that he had lost his patient yesterday was not the major problem. And that's why he was clinging to her now, he was afraid she would leave him when he told her.

"Yesterday you said you'd lost your patient and Mrs. Stephens wants to get rid of you. So, who is Mrs. Stephens?"

House was silent for some time, but he still held on to her. After a while Cuddy started to caress his forearm, telling him to take his time, she wasn't going anywhere.

"She's my landlady," He finally said with a sigh. "and she wanted to know if I want to sell my apartment."

Cuddy kept caressing his forearm and asked: "Why would she think you want to sell?"

"Well, I haven't really been at my place for six months." Cuddy noticed that he hadn't used the word home.

"So sell it."

"And where would I live? And what about all of my stuff?" There he had finally said it, they had gotten to the heart of his problems.

"You could live here." She said without sounding nervous or anything, but he could hear her heart hammering through her chest.

"Really?" He had to pinch himself, no he wasn't dreaming, she really had just said that.

"Yeah… you're here most of the time anyway. We'll just make it official and put your name on the mailbox."

"Okay…" He whispered.

"Okay."

They were silent again, but this time there was a smile on both of their faces.

"Holy shit, were moving in together." Cuddy suddenly said.

"Yes we are. No taksie-backsies." She laughed that husky laugh, which he loved so much and it made him so incredibly happy.

House lifted his head and the smile and twinkle in her eyes that greeted him made him stop breathing for some seconds. What was even more amazing, she was this happy because of him. He leaned down and gently placed his lips on her, letting her control the kiss. Instead he focused on her body using his hands. He ran them softly against her stomach getting her to gasp into their kiss.

Their lips broke apart, but House kept his lips on her body, softly trailing them along her neck.

"Maybe we should move this to the bedroom." She whispered while trying to push him off her body.

"No, I think we're fine right here." House sat up and dragged Cuddy to his lap, so she could straddle his hips.

It didn't take long for them to get naked and soon they were joined together. God, he loved it when she was on top of him. Not only did she do most of the work, but he had the image of her breasts bouncing up and down in front of him.

House held on to her waist and slammed her harder against him and she screamed out her release, taking him with her when her walls squeezed around his cock so tightly.

All that was left for them to do, was enjoy the wonderful aftershocks that went through their bodies.

"You just made me a very wealthy woman, did you know that?" House looked up confused. "I did bet on we would move in together after three months of dating, and apparently everybody else bet against me."

She stood up and helped him to his feet, they left their clothes in the living room and walked together to the bedroom.

"Maybe we should start looking for a bigger house." He said when they were cuddled up together under the covers.

"Why?" He could hear in her voice that she didn't really agree with that.

"Because, this house isn't big enough for the three of us." He took her hand. "And as girly as this may sound, I want to own the new house with you."

Cuddy smiled and tried desperately to blink back the tears, but there was no stopping them. "Okay…" She whispered and snuggled deeper into his embrace.

Suddenly they hear Rachel mumble on the baby monitor. "Looks like somebody is having trouble sleeping. Is it okay, if I bring her in here?" House nodded. "Good then you better put some clothes on." She laughed, when she saw him pouting on her way out of the bedroom.

Later that night when both Cuddy and Rachel were asleep, House's mind took him back to the talk they had some hours ago. He couldn't stop himself from comparing Cuddy to Stacy again. It still boggled his mind that, he and Cuddy could have a serious talk that didn't end with him closing himself off. He and Stacy were often fighting, sure the make-up-sex was fantastic. But House had found out that fighting and sex was not all a relationship should contain.

Cuddy and him, dare he say it, complimented each other quite nicely. Yeah, they had some pretty loud fights behind them, but House had never been happier.

He turned to his side to get a better look at his two girls. Rachel was lying between them with her face turned towards him. House still couldn't believe, that he was allowed to be a part in this precious little girl's life. He had made a promise with himself not to screw it up.

And then there was her mother. It was even harder to believe, that this insanely beautiful woman had allowed him to share her life with him as well. What House had done to deserve this, he didn't know, but he was going to treasure and honor the decision Cuddy had made.

It wasn't gonna be easy, House knew that much, but probably for the first time ever he had people around him who were there to help him.

House looked back at Cuddy and had to look twice, but he was sure her lips had turned into a little smile. And the hand she had on his forearm held on to him a little tighter as well.

A/N: So this was the last chapter. I can't really believe it myself that I finished this;-) I would like to thank everybody who read, reviewed and alerted this story...