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Your POV 

It's been 2 months since House has been home, he goes back to work in the morning. Sitting next to him on the couch as he does a Sudoku puzzle from the news paper, I'm going over a patient's chart again. Feeling him shift as he stands up, taking his reading glasses off and putting the paper on the coffee table, I turn to him. He looks at me before going to the radio. Turning it on he motions for me to come over to him and I furrow my brows. 

"Come here." 

"Why?"

"Just do it." 

Sighing gently I get up and walk over to him. He hums as he pulls me close to him. "The thing with being able to run, walk, jump, and carry you. I can do another thing."

Raising a brow at him he smirks as he watches me. "I can dance with you now." 

Smiling as he pulls me close to him and dips me, I chuckle gently. "I never thought about you dancing, always figured you were too grumpy." 

He gives me a look which makes me laugh at him. Holding onto him as we dance I smile gently. Leaning my head against his chest, the sound of his heart thumping away behind his ribs makes me smile. I almost lost him 2 months ago. Now we're in the living room dancing together. I really hope this lasts. When the song was finished he leaned down to kiss me. Pulling away he smiles gently. 

"Ready for bed?" I nod and we head off to the bedroom, going to bed for the night. Tomorrow is his first day back. 

~ 

"You want to run to work?"

He nods as he looks at me, lacing his shoes. "Are you insane?"

"It's what I've been training for for the last two months. I'll be fine." 

"I know you have, I just worry." 

Giving me a look I sigh gently. "I've got your duffle with your suit in it, I'll be there when you get there." Giving me a quick kiss he's out of the door with me behind him. He takes off running to work and I shake my head, getting into the car. Cuddy and Wilson wanted me to be in her office when he comes back to work for the first time. 

Walking into the office I find them going over files. "Where's House?"

"He's on his way." 

"He didn't come in with you?"

"No, he had his own ideas." 

It didn't take long for House to come into the room, sweaty and panting slightly. Looking at him he smiles and kisses me. "What do you got for me?"

"Girl doing yoga, broke her neck doing an inverted pose, paralized from the neck down. No signs of trauma." he raises a brow as he takes the file, reading the one about the guy in a wheel chair who drove into a pool. 

Taking both cases, I go to the office, finding the other three who smile at me. "Where is he?"

"Getting changed."

"For what?"

"He ran here."

"That's 8 miles." 

Nodding at Cameron I go over the file. "It was his idea." 

House gets into the room showered and wearing his grey suit with a lilac shirt, still no tie. Looking him up and down for a second before I look back at the file. Sending the wheelchair guy for a tendon surgery, helping with his pain of shrunken tendons from not walking. The other three run off to start the tests, getting the surgery done. Feeling eyes on me I turn around to see House staring at me. 

"(y/n)."

"Hmm?" 

"Turn around." 

Turning around as I was told, House is behind me, on one knee. Cameron, Foreman, and Chase smiling at me as they didn't leave for the tests yet. Wilson walks in and looks at Cameron. 

"You paged for a consult?" He turns to look at House and nearly falls over. 

At this point I dropped the files I was holding, looking at House as he smiles at me. "(y/n), you've put up with me for just over a year now, I don't know about you but I'd very much like it if you did for the rest of our lives. Will you marry me?"

Covering my mouth with my hands, I look at him. "Is that even a question: yes!' 

He stands to kiss me, before putting the ring on my finger. "How long has this been a secret?"

They look at each other, before turning to House. "I've been planning this since before I was shot." 

"When you were gambling at the OTB?"

He nods slightly. "This was your surprise?" He nods again. Looking down at the ring I smile gently, kissing his cheek. 

"That case was months ago." 

He nods again. "It was, but getting shot puts a damper on things." 

Slapping his arm he smiles at me. Leaning down to kiss me I sigh gently as he pulls away. Wilson comes over and hugs the two of us, with congrats. Once they leave, House leans against the counter and looks at me. Turning to look at him I smile gently. 

"What?" 

"Just thinking." 

Putting a hand on my hip as I look at him, his eyes tracing the curve of my body. "About what?"

"A lot of things." 

"I'm sure I could guess one with the look you just gave me." 

He smirks gently before looking at me again. "Too bad you'll have to wait until later." he raises his eyebrows at me for a second as he looks at me. Shaking my head i take my labcoat off and write a few things on the board, watching his head tilt as he looks at my ass. Glancing at him I turn around and grab a cup of coffee, making sure to bend over a bit more.