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Your POV 

"I'll give you two hours off clinic duty if you do the class." 

Looking at House as he sighs before nodding. "Fine." 

Leaving the room, Brenda tries to tell us there's a patient. He ignores her before we hear his name. Looking over, I see a brunette, slender. Holding a coat as she looks at us, House stops as he looks at her. Putting my hand on his back as he glances at me I look over to her. 

"You must be Stacy. What do you want?" 

House looks at me as he hears me talk to his ex. She walks over and hands me a file. "I have puzzle for him." 

"Who is it?"

"My husband." 

Looking up at her, House turns to take the file, dodging him I stand in front of him, keeping her from him. 

"I'm not going to do anything to him." 

"I don't care, you've done enough." Reading the file I hum. "Abdominal pain, dizziness, no tumors, no vasculitis." 

"He's having personality changes, he's different." 

"Then he's having an affair." She sighs as she looks to House for help. 

"Don't look at me, she's scary." 

Glancing at House as he looks down at the floor he taps his cane slightly. 

"I'm asking for a favor." 

"I know." 

"I think you should leave. There are other diagnostitions." 

"There's none like House." 

Looking at House he sighs. Nodding and I take the file. "I'll do all the talking to her, you can stay in your office." 

House leads me to his office before pinching the bridge of his nose. "I wasn't expecting a pissing contest between you two." 

"Would you rather us mud wrestle?" 

He looks at me and raises a brow. "I'm not going to go back to her." 

"Good, if you do I can make your death look like an accident." 

Looking at the file, I turn away from him as I read it to him. Before he takes the file from me, wrapping his arm around me as he gets me to face him. 

"Look at me." 

Looking up at him slowly, he sighs, his eyes scanning mine. "I'm not going back to her. I have you, I want you." 

Leaning into him, I sigh as I hug him. "I just." I shake my head. 

"What?"

"I know how you used to feel about her," 

"(y/n)." 

Keeping my eyes at the floor, he sighs before bringing me to look at him. "Stop it, I'm not going anywhere." 

Nodding gently he leans down to kiss me. Holding onto me as he leans his head against mine. 

"The reason I'm so worried about it is because my last relationship, I ended up cheated on. I thought things were going well, but got home one night and found him in the bedroom, with what I thought was my best friend." 

"And I ended up doing the same when you got home, when I had the prostitute for my leg." 

"Yes." 

"I'm sorry. You could have told me sooner." 

Nodding as I sigh, hugging him back. He kisses my forehead as he rubs my back. "I was going to tell you, but was pretty sure you wouldn't have done anything like that to me, but then again, I was pretty sure the last time too." 

"We'll be fine, I'll look at her husband's file, I'll let you handle her directly, and she'll be gone." he smirks as he looks at me. "Besides." 

He grabs my hand as he looks at me. "It's pretty hot when you're protective of me." 

Shaking my head,  I smile as I look away from him. "I saw that. Now come here." 

Giving him a full hug, he holds me tightly as he leans on his desk. Rubbing my back as he keeps me close to him. He kisses my neck gently before letting me go, holding my hands. 

"What do you say that tonight, we go on a date?" 

I nod gently, wiping my face before he kisses each cheek. "That sounds good,"