(See chapter 1)
Disclaimer: We don't own House MD because if we did
the rating wouldn't be TV-14 if ya know what we mean ;D
A/N: AAAND I'M BACK! :D ciao guys! Sorry it took sooo long! I hate myself for that! Buuut I have returned and now I have help :D I am now COwriting this with Hughlaurie4ever because she is awesome and will keep the writers block out of me! lol seriously! She is amazing guys! Our minds are like totally in sync! We were like completing each other thoughts and sentences. It's too awesome! Well, we both worked on this at the same time - thanks to Google Docs - and edited it together so if there are any mistakes we apologize and we hope te all...
ENJOY!
After a long giorno of work and another lawsuit for House, Cuddy was ready to go home with her boyfriend and relax. She was excited to finally be able to spend a weekend with her boyfriend and daughter after a full mese of work. It had been far too long since she last spent good quality time with them. Now she thought about it, the last time they had must have been when she was trying to get Rachel into Waldenwood. She giggled as she remembered the look on House's face when Rachel crawled into his lap.
As she packed up her bag, imagining fond fantasies of what could happen with her family this weekend, she paged House to meet her at her car. Her bag, for the first time in a month, was nearly empty. Only her laptop occupied the small spazio and she nearly cried with joy. She almost always came home with piles of work that she would have to complete until the early hours of the morning. Now she was able to go home and play with Rachel and hopefully House would unisciti as well. Thankfully, he seemed to be acknowledging Rachel più often then before.
Cuddy began to log off her desktop computer, still in her little fantasy, she heard a faint knock on her office door and she sighed resignedly, thinking that her dream was just crushed. She looked up slowly from her desktop to see that Malcolm was standing at her office door with a small smile on his face. He was wearing something different than what he wore this morning. Now he was wearing casual clothing, she assumed he was also heading home. She beckoned him in with a small smile, though she was pleading that he didn't want much.
"I'm sorry, am I disturbing you," he asked politely with a charming smile that she has learned to ignore completely.
"No," Cuddy tried to return the politeness, but her exhaustion leaked through her face, "what do te need?"
"You told me earlier that te would tell me all the details about deadlines and clinic duty," he started out with a small smile, "but it seems that te are exhausted right now."
"Oh did I," she seemed to have completely forgotten that conversation with him, "well that is a very important topic we have to go over," she detto as she looked at her wrist watch.
"If te have somewhere to go..." Malcolm began, but let it trail off.
"Oh no, it's fine," she detto with an unconvincing smile on her face, "I was just going to go home. It's been a long and tiring giorno for me."
"Well, can we pick it up tomorrow then," he asked openly. But then he got an idea. "How about I treat te to lunch tomorrow and we can discuss it there and have a meal while we are at it?" he asked with his signature charming smile.
Cuddy bit her lip and furrowed her brows unsure, "Well," she hesitated as she looked between him and the door. She sighed, she hated having to choose between her job responsibilities and her family. The answer was certain though, "that would be great. Do te know where Chez Marrio is?"
"Well, of course! The Cibo there is just divine. Why don't we make it a cena instead and go home afterwards? That would be much easier, if it's okay with you, that is." he said, thinking that he had a better chance if it was at night and had no time limit.
Cuddy sighed internally once again. She wanted to just have a quick explanation and go home and spend as much time as she could with Rachel and House. But she couldn't just turn him down because it was important for him to know all this and she had a commitment as Dean of Medicine to make sure that her employees were fully aware of all their responsibilities.
Suddenly, she was reeled out of her thoughts da a voice. "Dr. Cuddy? te alright there? te seemed zoned out for a minute." Malcolm detto with concern on his face.
"Oh sorry," she detto with an embarrassed smile, "tomorrow was supposed to be my giorno off and I was planning to spend it with my daughter, Rachel, and -" She started but was interrupted da Malcolm.
"Oh! te have a daughter? Well why don't te bring her and we can just meet up for lunch? Maybe go to a più family oriented place?" he detto with a hopeful glint in his eyes and a genuine smile on his face.
She thought about it and maybe it didn't seem to be that bad of an idea since she still got to spend time with Rachel and House. "Okay," she detto with a smile on her face.
"Okay," he repeated with a smile that showed all of his perfectly white teeth, "meet me at Chuck E Cheese at around 12 maybe? Make it a lunch instead."
Cuddy giggled at Chuck E. Cheese. "You come there often Doctor?" she joked with a teasing smile and a sparkle in her eyes.
Malcolm noticed the twinkle and smiled. It was intoxicating. Returning her smile he responded, "Only when my segnala card comes home. Then I get free tokens! It's where I can be a kid!"
Cuddy giggled, admiring his humor. She gave him a friendly smile and grabbed her bag. "Alright, We'll see te at 12, and thank te so much for considering my plans."
Malcolm gave his third flirty smile that night. "Anytime Dr. Cuddy, and please it's my pleasure. I'm sure you're daughter's as lovely as her mother."
te can slice a coltello through the awkwardness in the air as Cuddy tried to respond to his obvious attempt to flirt with her. She tried not to rock on her heels o flirt back, not wanting to give him any suggestion that she was in anyway interested o single. Thankfully, as always her knight in shining armor came to her rescue. House paged her, urging her to hurry as he stood outside of her car in the cold winter night. "Get ur rotundas culo out here b4 mine freezes off."
She shook her head and then remembered that Malcolm was still there. She looked up and saw that he was looking, not at her exactly, but through her. He didn't seem to notice and stayed that way and she got uncomfortable. His green eyes shined from the moonlight peaking through the cracks of the shutters and they seem to be staring into her soul.
"Well Dr. Malcolm, I have got to go home now, so I will see te tomorrow if that was all te needed." she said, with the professional smile she had perfected over the years to get away from donors o patients.
"No that was all Dr. Cuddy, thank you. I will see te tomorrow." he detto with a toothy smile again and bid her goodbye with a nod.
Cuddy quickly left, without hesitation, scared someone else will stop her. She stopped da the nurses station to signed out and saw that House had already signed her out. She smiled and walked out into the parking lot, pulling her cappotto tightly around her when the brutal winter wind hit her. She looked to her left when she heard a honk and saw that it was Malcolm leaving in his car, but not without waving goodbye.
She nodded and kept walking toward her car. Her eyes stilled on House who stood successivo to her car, shivering, and completely under dressed for this weather. He was sporting a washed up ACDC camicia and his thinnest pair of jeans he owned. She looked at his unruly hair and red ears, and an involuntary smile graced her face as she quickly made her way towards him.
"You, little missy," House yelled when she was within eye sight, "are in trouble." He heard her giggle and he went on, "Leaving a poor cripple man standing out in the freezing cold is beyond torture."
Cuddy continued to smile as she looked up at him once they were face to face. "I'm sorry," she detto cutely as she gave him the cucciolo eyes and a small pout, "can te ever forgive me?"
"No," House detto like an adolescent and crossed his arms at her in mock anger with a small pout.
She hid her giggle and walked sexily up to him until her hips rubbed up against his and wrapped her hands around his head and lightly scratched his scalp. She raised her mouth up to his ear and whispered, "I can think of a few ways to get te warm."
He groaned and loosened his arms to grab her waist, but before he could, she backed away from him and said, "If te get in the car te could be warmer," and turned around from him after giving him a smirk.
Before she could step any further, House grabbed her arms, turned, and pinned her firmly against the side of the car. "You little minx. I think te need to be taught a lesson." he whispered close to her face.
She could feel the warmth of his breath on her lips. The smell escalated up to her nose and she fondere, c'era un odore Jack Daniels mixed with sweet candy. Cuddy licked her lips hungrily wanting to taste his lips on hers. House leaned down to brush his lips against hers. She nibbled lightly on his bottom lip and he leaned closer until their lips embraced each other in a warm tangle of tastes.
He could taste the intoxicating coffee mixed with something he could never figure out, but it was always there, and he couldn't get enough of it.
Their baciare got più intense and Cuddy pulled him closer and they were both putting so much pressure against the door without realizing it. They continued that way until they suddenly jumped in the air when the car alarm went off. Cuddy gasped as House squeaked and squealed at the same time. Their hearts were pumping faster than ever.
Cuddy giggled after the initial shock wore off and looked up at House who glared down at her, knowing that she heard his squeal of surprise. She untangled herself from him and went to the driver's side of the car. House got in and Cuddy couldn't help but look at him with a smirk as she tried not to laugh. House just continued to sulk and stare straight ahead with a slight pout and crossed his arms as she started the car.
"Not a word."
Ooooh family lunch with Aaron T. Malcolm. Do te guys have any guesses what might happen x3 Hehe tell us in your reviews. Well this is our first attempt at cowriting together so we hope te all enjoy it and please share your thoughts - good o bad. Thanks for reading
-Jess Vic & Hughlaurie4ever A.K.A Lona
Disclaimer: We don't own House MD because if we did
the rating wouldn't be TV-14 if ya know what we mean ;D
A/N: AAAND I'M BACK! :D ciao guys! Sorry it took sooo long! I hate myself for that! Buuut I have returned and now I have help :D I am now COwriting this with Hughlaurie4ever because she is awesome and will keep the writers block out of me! lol seriously! She is amazing guys! Our minds are like totally in sync! We were like completing each other thoughts and sentences. It's too awesome! Well, we both worked on this at the same time - thanks to Google Docs - and edited it together so if there are any mistakes we apologize and we hope te all...
ENJOY!
After a long giorno of work and another lawsuit for House, Cuddy was ready to go home with her boyfriend and relax. She was excited to finally be able to spend a weekend with her boyfriend and daughter after a full mese of work. It had been far too long since she last spent good quality time with them. Now she thought about it, the last time they had must have been when she was trying to get Rachel into Waldenwood. She giggled as she remembered the look on House's face when Rachel crawled into his lap.
As she packed up her bag, imagining fond fantasies of what could happen with her family this weekend, she paged House to meet her at her car. Her bag, for the first time in a month, was nearly empty. Only her laptop occupied the small spazio and she nearly cried with joy. She almost always came home with piles of work that she would have to complete until the early hours of the morning. Now she was able to go home and play with Rachel and hopefully House would unisciti as well. Thankfully, he seemed to be acknowledging Rachel più often then before.
Cuddy began to log off her desktop computer, still in her little fantasy, she heard a faint knock on her office door and she sighed resignedly, thinking that her dream was just crushed. She looked up slowly from her desktop to see that Malcolm was standing at her office door with a small smile on his face. He was wearing something different than what he wore this morning. Now he was wearing casual clothing, she assumed he was also heading home. She beckoned him in with a small smile, though she was pleading that he didn't want much.
"I'm sorry, am I disturbing you," he asked politely with a charming smile that she has learned to ignore completely.
"No," Cuddy tried to return the politeness, but her exhaustion leaked through her face, "what do te need?"
"You told me earlier that te would tell me all the details about deadlines and clinic duty," he started out with a small smile, "but it seems that te are exhausted right now."
"Oh did I," she seemed to have completely forgotten that conversation with him, "well that is a very important topic we have to go over," she detto as she looked at her wrist watch.
"If te have somewhere to go..." Malcolm began, but let it trail off.
"Oh no, it's fine," she detto with an unconvincing smile on her face, "I was just going to go home. It's been a long and tiring giorno for me."
"Well, can we pick it up tomorrow then," he asked openly. But then he got an idea. "How about I treat te to lunch tomorrow and we can discuss it there and have a meal while we are at it?" he asked with his signature charming smile.
Cuddy bit her lip and furrowed her brows unsure, "Well," she hesitated as she looked between him and the door. She sighed, she hated having to choose between her job responsibilities and her family. The answer was certain though, "that would be great. Do te know where Chez Marrio is?"
"Well, of course! The Cibo there is just divine. Why don't we make it a cena instead and go home afterwards? That would be much easier, if it's okay with you, that is." he said, thinking that he had a better chance if it was at night and had no time limit.
Cuddy sighed internally once again. She wanted to just have a quick explanation and go home and spend as much time as she could with Rachel and House. But she couldn't just turn him down because it was important for him to know all this and she had a commitment as Dean of Medicine to make sure that her employees were fully aware of all their responsibilities.
Suddenly, she was reeled out of her thoughts da a voice. "Dr. Cuddy? te alright there? te seemed zoned out for a minute." Malcolm detto with concern on his face.
"Oh sorry," she detto with an embarrassed smile, "tomorrow was supposed to be my giorno off and I was planning to spend it with my daughter, Rachel, and -" She started but was interrupted da Malcolm.
"Oh! te have a daughter? Well why don't te bring her and we can just meet up for lunch? Maybe go to a più family oriented place?" he detto with a hopeful glint in his eyes and a genuine smile on his face.
She thought about it and maybe it didn't seem to be that bad of an idea since she still got to spend time with Rachel and House. "Okay," she detto with a smile on her face.
"Okay," he repeated with a smile that showed all of his perfectly white teeth, "meet me at Chuck E Cheese at around 12 maybe? Make it a lunch instead."
Cuddy giggled at Chuck E. Cheese. "You come there often Doctor?" she joked with a teasing smile and a sparkle in her eyes.
Malcolm noticed the twinkle and smiled. It was intoxicating. Returning her smile he responded, "Only when my segnala card comes home. Then I get free tokens! It's where I can be a kid!"
Cuddy giggled, admiring his humor. She gave him a friendly smile and grabbed her bag. "Alright, We'll see te at 12, and thank te so much for considering my plans."
Malcolm gave his third flirty smile that night. "Anytime Dr. Cuddy, and please it's my pleasure. I'm sure you're daughter's as lovely as her mother."
te can slice a coltello through the awkwardness in the air as Cuddy tried to respond to his obvious attempt to flirt with her. She tried not to rock on her heels o flirt back, not wanting to give him any suggestion that she was in anyway interested o single. Thankfully, as always her knight in shining armor came to her rescue. House paged her, urging her to hurry as he stood outside of her car in the cold winter night. "Get ur rotundas culo out here b4 mine freezes off."
She shook her head and then remembered that Malcolm was still there. She looked up and saw that he was looking, not at her exactly, but through her. He didn't seem to notice and stayed that way and she got uncomfortable. His green eyes shined from the moonlight peaking through the cracks of the shutters and they seem to be staring into her soul.
"Well Dr. Malcolm, I have got to go home now, so I will see te tomorrow if that was all te needed." she said, with the professional smile she had perfected over the years to get away from donors o patients.
"No that was all Dr. Cuddy, thank you. I will see te tomorrow." he detto with a toothy smile again and bid her goodbye with a nod.
Cuddy quickly left, without hesitation, scared someone else will stop her. She stopped da the nurses station to signed out and saw that House had already signed her out. She smiled and walked out into the parking lot, pulling her cappotto tightly around her when the brutal winter wind hit her. She looked to her left when she heard a honk and saw that it was Malcolm leaving in his car, but not without waving goodbye.
She nodded and kept walking toward her car. Her eyes stilled on House who stood successivo to her car, shivering, and completely under dressed for this weather. He was sporting a washed up ACDC camicia and his thinnest pair of jeans he owned. She looked at his unruly hair and red ears, and an involuntary smile graced her face as she quickly made her way towards him.
"You, little missy," House yelled when she was within eye sight, "are in trouble." He heard her giggle and he went on, "Leaving a poor cripple man standing out in the freezing cold is beyond torture."
Cuddy continued to smile as she looked up at him once they were face to face. "I'm sorry," she detto cutely as she gave him the cucciolo eyes and a small pout, "can te ever forgive me?"
"No," House detto like an adolescent and crossed his arms at her in mock anger with a small pout.
She hid her giggle and walked sexily up to him until her hips rubbed up against his and wrapped her hands around his head and lightly scratched his scalp. She raised her mouth up to his ear and whispered, "I can think of a few ways to get te warm."
He groaned and loosened his arms to grab her waist, but before he could, she backed away from him and said, "If te get in the car te could be warmer," and turned around from him after giving him a smirk.
Before she could step any further, House grabbed her arms, turned, and pinned her firmly against the side of the car. "You little minx. I think te need to be taught a lesson." he whispered close to her face.
She could feel the warmth of his breath on her lips. The smell escalated up to her nose and she fondere, c'era un odore Jack Daniels mixed with sweet candy. Cuddy licked her lips hungrily wanting to taste his lips on hers. House leaned down to brush his lips against hers. She nibbled lightly on his bottom lip and he leaned closer until their lips embraced each other in a warm tangle of tastes.
He could taste the intoxicating coffee mixed with something he could never figure out, but it was always there, and he couldn't get enough of it.
Their baciare got più intense and Cuddy pulled him closer and they were both putting so much pressure against the door without realizing it. They continued that way until they suddenly jumped in the air when the car alarm went off. Cuddy gasped as House squeaked and squealed at the same time. Their hearts were pumping faster than ever.
Cuddy giggled after the initial shock wore off and looked up at House who glared down at her, knowing that she heard his squeal of surprise. She untangled herself from him and went to the driver's side of the car. House got in and Cuddy couldn't help but look at him with a smirk as she tried not to laugh. House just continued to sulk and stare straight ahead with a slight pout and crossed his arms as she started the car.
"Not a word."
Ooooh family lunch with Aaron T. Malcolm. Do te guys have any guesses what might happen x3 Hehe tell us in your reviews. Well this is our first attempt at cowriting together so we hope te all enjoy it and please share your thoughts - good o bad. Thanks for reading
-Jess Vic & Hughlaurie4ever A.K.A Lona
I got this info off the house boards over on the house website. this person has postato spoilers before and they always turn out to be true most of the time so i trust this person.
There is after all a light of hope at the end of the tunnel:
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P
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I
L
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R
Just in: this person has inside info on House and is VERYreliable-
seems that the purpose of this arc(C/L) is to further C feelings for H...
(for what this person perceives).
..that Cuddy finds out that House doesnt take her relationship with Lucas lightly.
Have a nice night!!
There is after all a light of hope at the end of the tunnel:
S
P
O
I
L
E
R
Just in: this person has inside info on House and is VERYreliable-
seems that the purpose of this arc(C/L) is to further C feelings for H...
(for what this person perceives).
..that Cuddy finds out that House doesnt take her relationship with Lucas lightly.
Have a nice night!!
I was Leggere up on opiate withdrawal and apparently te can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the successivo morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the spazio of a horrible 24 ora detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every ora o so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the successivo morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the spazio of a horrible 24 ora detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every ora o so like before.
Short and simple :)
"Unless you love her"
Thats a good angle to make out *points out*
