House was seated at the end of his conference mesa, tabela in the DDX room. Taub, Foreman and Thirteen were narrating all the conditions of their patient. He had his eyes closed with fingers on his forehead and his phone was on the mesa, tabela in front of him.
House: Thirteen <the team stopped and looked at him> did anyone called up when I went down?
Thirteen: No
House opened his eyes, sighed and looked at his watch.
House: Taub…
Taub: I didn’t saw Cuddy in her office when I checked five minutos ago.
House: She wasn’t still there? I went down myself but she also wasn’t there. Where the hell is she?
Foreman: Maybe she’s in a board meeting. Gales posted a memo this morning.
House stood up and picked up his phone and tried to dial Ian’s teacher’s number.
Thirteen: What’s going on?
Taub: <Looked at Thirteen> House is being hysterical about where Ian is…
Thirteen: You mean he’s been kidnapped? <House looked at her>
Foreman: Nothing new if that’s the case then. It has happened. House’s fanatic patient dared to kidnap his son just to make it through him in easy way a ano ago.
House: In an idiot way. <Finally getting Ian’s teacher on line> Yes, Mrs. Popey, this is Dr. Gregory House, I wanted to know where my son is? ----- Where?!

That evening, an argument between House and Cuddy burst out.
House: Hell with that idea that you allowed Ian to go!
Cuddy: He wanted to go!
House: Right so if he wanted to jump off a cliff, you’ll allow him to just because he WANTED?!
Cuddy: Gregory, I didn’t just allow him to go all por himself. His two nannies were with him!
House: But you signed the consent without my knowledge! How dare you?!
Cuddy: How dare am I? --- Are you serious with that question? I am Ian’s mother so I have also my right to give him what he need and wanted!
House: And I am his father! You disrespect me por not informing me about his whereabouts. I wasn’t able to concentrate on my job because I have him in my mind and it kills me!
Cuddy: Can’t you feel that I feel the same way every time he leaves our house? --- Greg, if you are afraid that what had happened to him for the past years will happen again, my fear is twice than yours because again, I am Ian’s mother…
House: <sighed> If something happens to my son, I will leave this house with him.
House walked out of their bedroom leaving Cuddy with tears beginning to fall.

Late that night, Cuddy met up with Cameron and Chase in a nearby bar to get some drink. Her eyes were swollen and small tears were still falling.
Chase: You do realize that House will really kill you if something bad had happened to Ian.
Cuddy: You think I really wanted him to go? But being his mom, I can’t look at him left behind when all his friends were having fun in that damn rock climbing…
Cameron: Guys, it has been done. The fight’s already over. We can’t do anything about it.
Chase: Ian called us up when you were fighting. He was crying por the way…
Cuddy: He’s not just used to hear us fight with each other.
Chase: <sighed and folded his arms across his chest> Ian definitely won the genetic lottery. He got House’s brilliant mind and your cunning abilities for leadership. How many teste bees had this kid won since he entered kindergarten? He started playing the piano as early as two years old. He graduated topo, início of his class and still showing no signs of decrease since then but boy, having parents like you two ----
Cuddy: What? You think we still left something behind?
Chase: <tilted his head in agreement> Think so. But what I’m trying to say is that the kid doesn’t have his own o espaço to grow. You have to give him that one or else he’ll be the one who’ll suffer in the end.
Cuddy: Like House would give Ian the o espaço you’re talking about. --- He’s being overprotective ----
Cameron: Because Ian is his only son, Lisa. He’s all his got so he clings to it. House is just being House as long as Ian is concerned since there’s only one he’ll be leaving the world behind.
Chase: But how could this only one be the best of he could be if he can’t explore and feel the world all por himself?

It’s already three in the morning when Cuddy entered their bedroom. She removed her pieces of jewelry before walking to House who was leaning on their deck rail outside. He didn’t look back as Cuddy hugged him from behind. They stayed like that for a while as silence prevailed over them.
House: I’m sorry…
House turned to face his wife and Cuddy looked up to him.
House: About the yelling and all those stuff that came out of my mouth. I know that was bad of me.
Cuddy: Me too… I shouldn’t have ---
House: Ssshhh, don’t say I. You have the right to allow him to go. I forgot who you are in Ian’s life. You’re the mom so obviously ----
Cuddy: But I was wrong. I should have called you about it but then you wouldn’t allow him to. But, Greg, Ian needs to ---
House: Have a o espaço for him to grow?
Cuddy: Knew you would understand… ---- So, are we in that idea now?
House became silent and looked away from Cuddy’s gaze and breath deeply.
Cuddy: He’ll be fine out there… Ian’s getting older and I know my son, he’s smart.
House: I know he is but…
Both were silent as House breath again and he looked at Cuddy.
House: <smiled> Okay but make sure I know where the hell is he going…
Cuddy: Of course…
They smiled and walked in together in their room before drifting to sleep.