(House looked at the X-Ray of Cuddy’s chest; which showed multiple lesions on one side of her left lung.)
Wilson: They said yes, she’s being prepped for surgery.
House: That’s what caused the cysts and the excess trauma.
Wilson: She’s going to be okay.
House: Yeah. She is.
(Wilson left, whilst House let out a sigh of relief and a small smile.)
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(It was the end of the next day, when Houses went to see Cuddy in ICU. The nurses were taking the tube that helped her breathe out of her throat. When the left House entered and brought a stool from the side of the room and sat on it, waiting for Cuddy to wake-up.)
House: This hospitals really gone down hill, ever since you demoted yourself to ‘patient’.
(Cuddy laughed slightly before coughing.)
House: Here.
(House passed her some water.)
Cuddy: Thanks.
(Cuddy drank the whole bottle of water.)
House: Do you remember what happened?
Cuddy: Completely blank, but I do remember having a daughter. Where’s Rachel?
House: I think Wilson’s got her.
Cuddy: Thank you House.
House: For what?
Cuddy: Come on, the nurses tell me everything. You being here; and saving me.
House: My team saved you. I only contributed, slightly.
(Cuddy smiled, and House smiled back at her. Cuddy reached out for his hand, and House held it.)
The End
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