"You slept with this patient's relative?" Wilson asked incredulously.
House twirled his cane as he continued to stare down at a stain on the floor.
"Yes...The real domanda you're wondering is how in a mental hospital did I pull that off." House detto finally looking up to meet his best friend's gaze.
Wilson shook his head and stood up from the sofa.
"I don't need the logistics...I'm gonna get us some food." He detto as he picked up his cappotto and began walking toward the door.
"You're not even a little curious to why I slept with her o why I liked her at all. I mean, you're usually not shy about...

"Do te wake up in the morning and need help to lift your head?"

He dragged himself out of bed, barely coherent, and fell back onto the covers staring at the cieling. Will today be the day?

"Do te read obituaries and feel jealous of the dead?"

He slapped the newspaper down on the coffee table, afraid, and tormented da the lucky souls free to roam without burden. He put his forehead in his hands and sighed with the weight of the world crushing him, suffocating him.

"It's like living on a cliffside not knowing when you'll dive.
Do te know, do te know what it's like to die alive?"

It sat on his mantle...

A week after, Cuddy found herself seated in front of the Hospital Board of Directors. Wilson was there, since he was a member of the Board, but she still fear that this might be her last giorno as the Dean of Medicine of PPTH. She’s certain about defending House’s Absence without Leave though her own career hang in the balance, why she’s doing this is still not known, even to herself. She gave a slight sigh the moment the Head of the Board started talking.
Dr. Eastwood: Dr. Cuddy, I hope te do realize what stepping out for protecting Dr. House will bring to you. Your own career hangs in...

After three days in the hospital, House finally brought Cuddy and the new baby they named Ian home. Rachel was excited being a new sister. The first days and first nights were rough ones but as new parents, House and Cuddy tried to cool themselves down. There were still arguments that fly left and right but they tried to low down their voice and fight in their room so Rachel won’t hear it. The down days were always replaced with happy and precious ones. Cuddy would often found House carrying Ian and tucking Rachel to bed. Tonight, she found House in their son’s room, bottle feeding him....

Cameron was sitting in a bench in front of room 248, it had been at least three hours since Chase walked off that room and she was able to convince him to go home take a doccia and get some sleep. She just wasn’t able to convince herself to do the same, she didn’t know why she didn’t want to go home, o why she couldn’t get out of the front of that room, she just had the urge to do something about the girl behind those doors.

Decided to do something she walked inside the room. Claire didn’t seem to notice when Cameron got in, she was looking down, with dry tears in her cheeks, Cameron...

Please commento as always.

“Oh nice,” someone shouted from far away, “You yell at everyone else to do clinic duty, but here te are sleeping through yours in fricken exam room 1. For God’s sake woman wake up!”
Something small and pen shaped ricocheted off her head startling her awake. Cuddy shot up and looked around wildly. A strange, intolerable feeling of agitation overtook her consciousness interfering with all rational thought. Someone was after her, she knew it.
“Cuddy,” Sarah detto questioningly.
Her voice was distorted, like someone had put a recording in slow motion. Cuddy...

Some weeks go da and Greg starts thinking of preparing something special for Christmas. He doesn't celebrate it usually but he'd like to make her have a good time. House thinks of a party with workmates and presents, but he still has time, so he'll have to think about it...
Gradually the holidays are coming and they start decorating the hospital. These are House and Cuddy’s first Natale together not only at work, and she wishes they were special but she knows that he doesn't like these kind of celebrations, so she guesses they will be as they have always been...
House keeps spinning his...

"That's where te were all night? I called te three times to see if te wanted to hit that new bar on twelfth." Wilson detto as he ate his eggs. House drank some coffee and leaned against the booth.
"It was the best spontaneous data I've ever had. She's gorgeous da the way."
"What is she like?"
"Funny. Annoying. Smart...Different." He detto with a far off look.
Wilson smiled in surprise at House's unguarded look.
"Good for you."
House turned his gaze back on Wilson.
"Hey, let's not get ahead of ourselves. I could still severely screw this up."
"I doubt she'll be able to leave your place after...

hey, this is a oneshot, I wont explain to te what its about because I want it to be a surprise…hoping for lots and lots of reviews!!! anyway, short authors note, and I will be updating my other fics soon…
read and review (fanpoppers, RATE!!!)
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-The Last Page-
    An office was all she had to mostra for her life’s achievements. It had her history recorded in it since she had finished up at university. Her name was plastered across the door, but that didn’t mean the office would be hers forever. She could be fired, she could retire o she could just drop from the face...

"Okay, we just need sugar and latte and we're done." Foreman and Thirteen were at the grocery store. "What kind of sugar do te want?" "Isn't there only one kind?" Foreman laughed. "Do te want white o pink?" Thirteen squinted her eyes at the rosa box in wonder. "No way! They make rosa sugar!? We should get both!" She tossed the sugar in the shopping cart. "I heard rosa sugar gives te cancer." "That must suck... ciao isn't that Wilson?"
Foreman turned around, and sure enough, there was Wilson. "Oh my GOD!!!" Thirteen shreeked. "He's with Karamel!" They laughed at it for a few minutes, and...

A/N: Sorry guys I have been in exams but well I find time on the weekends so here is chapter 6. Also reviews are Amore and Amore is Huddy. So if te want più Huddy te know what to do know! lol Mmh…well this is a Huddy chapter so te really can’t complain. =)

House entered Cuddy’s office, the door being slammed da him. Cuddy didn’t raise her eyes from the file she was Leggere since the only person that didn’t knock before entering her office was House.

“What do te want?” She snapped.

“Stacy.” Cuddy raised her eyes. At first she thought House was kidding but then she realized...

The door swung open at Michigan Police Department and House entered the place. He immediately saw Cuddy who was seated across the tavolo of a cop. She was chilling and wet and somewhat afraid of everyone that she could see. In House’s cuore was a deep sense of sympathy, care and anger. Cuddy looked at him as he stood there beside him. His eyes grew wider when he noticed bruises in her eyebrow and cheeks. There were scratches in her arms and although she was hiding them, they were wounds on her knees. His breathe was shallow as she immediately clung on him.
House drove Cuddy back to Plainsboro....

This is the successivo scene of part 1. As always please comment. =)

The successivo morning the alarm clock went off at five thirty and Cuddy went through her usual routine of hiding the evidence only without the caffeine pills and coffee. It felt she was moving in slow motion, exhaustion weighing down each limb like lead. She had not slept at all the night before. Without her sleeping pills she was unable to sleep at all. As if her giorno wasn’t already off to a bad start when she walked outside she discovered that her tires had been slashed, all four of them. Cuddy looked at her watch, it was six in the...

This is a bio for a character for a fic I might write, it's going to be Huddy. Please let me think if te think this is an interesting character.


Character Bio
Of: Emmelythis (Emme o Mets) Tyrica Syrrin


AGE:        25

PROFESSION:    Currently a traveling M.E. for the F.B.I.

REASON FOR QUITTING:    She wants a più stable and low pressure job.

JOB WANTED:    PPTH M.E.

BACKGROUND:        Both biological parents died when she was sixteen. She was adopted da a police...

successivo morning it’s half past ten and they are asleep embraced. The light that comes from the window wakes him up. He breathes deeply and sees her lying successivo to him.
Cuddy opens her eyes slowly and looks at him. She doesn’t know exactly what to say.
‘Hi...’
‘Morning...’
She’s still a bit confused. ‘How... Did te sleep well?’
‘The truth is that my back hurts a little due to sleeping in this position, I mean, huged to you.’
‘Oh--sorry’ She separates a bit from him and House takes a better posture. Cuddy looks at his cheek, it’s still a little redden because of the slap.
‘I'm...

After settling his things in his weekday room, House walked straight to the gym that same evening. He resented Wilson for thinking about dating Cuddy and he doesn’t know how to say to her to stay away from his friend. He knows, he’s badly screwed since he knew how Wilson marks his words. In just a blink of an eye, Cuddy might be taken away without him fighting for her for himself.
The moment he reached the gym, he found Pitt and Daniel having their scotch session. Both of them looked at him as his anger sweat come running from his forehead down to his chin. He tried to look away to hide...

Previously on "In Mayfield": Six hours later, Cuddy was drifting to sleep with her head on House’s bedside. His fingers started mostrare some reflexes but she was unable to notice since she was sleeping. He grunted but still Cuddy didn’t noticed. He moved his head slowly, only to see those familiar curls on his bedside. He drew a smile before raising his right hand and placed it gently on her hair.
House: <whispery in a heavy tone> Lisa…
He gently and carefully caressed her hair like never been before. He removed his hand the moment Cuddy started to move. Both exchanged chuckles when...

This is scene four of Part 1. As always please comment. =) Enjoy.

The successivo day…
A soft knock interrupted Sarah’s research. Words could not describe how annoyed she was as she looked at her watch. It was 6:41a.m. She didn’t have any patients until 8:00. So who the hell was bothering her? She had a good idea as to who. Part of her did not want to answer the door. Part of her wanted to ignore her best friend, her best friend who had somehow found out about the antidepressants she had been on four years ago, her best friend who had used that knowledge against her. But her best friend would...

AN: This chapter is shorter but I hope te like it!
PS.: The medical stuff are just pure invention! I don't know anything about medicine! sorry
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“Soo… in the same minuto that we found out that Chase has a little sister we found out that she is dying…. Jeez, I hope someday I’ll get his luck” House detto sarcastically while Scrivere on his white board. He was on his office thinking about his discovery when Cameron and Foreman rushed to him.

He then turned around and took a glance on the conference room. Thirteen and Taub were examining Claire’s...

After their little talk with Wilson they dedice to go to Hyde Park. They walk for a while until House has to rest because of his leg, then they sit on a bech. ‘You used to come here with Stacy too?’
‘When we were in Londra yes... sometimes... Are te gonna ask me every little detail about my relationship with her??’
No, God, I don't wanna know every little detail... It was just a question, I was curious. I asked if we are in the same hotel where te were when te came here with her. I'm not asking... I don't know... if te had più fun with her o with me... It’s not a big deal!’
‘But...