House,House/Cuddy- The Way it Goes

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Chapter 3
Surprise! And not the good kind…

    A few weeks later I showed up at work and colomba right into clinic duty in hopes of getting my mind off of House.
    The first patient I had was saying something about a headache and sore throat. I diagnosed her with a head cold, gave her meds, and sent her on her way. I was feeling a bit under the weather myself and threw up in the bath room. After fixing myself I...

Hi guys, sorry this took soooooo long, but a lot of things were going on in my life this week, and I had no time. This chapter isn't great, but it was necessary, so please excuse me.
The successivo chapter should be up soon. Enjoy!!



Chapter 2

House slowly made his way out of bed, and through to his kitchen, seeking caffeine.
He had spent a sleepless night, dreaming of her. He wanted her to be with him, to be close to him.
Much as he hated to deny it, he felt lonely without her. Cameron didn’t fulfil him.
He was pulled out of his thoughts da the phone ringing, he had a silent hope that it might be...

Wilson parked his car in front of Cuddy’s house. The silence was still filling the air around them since they left Mary’s home. The awkwardness of it was shouting the absence of words that could possibly express how they felt after what Doctor Mary told them. secondi later Cuddy broke it.

“How… could it… have it come to this, Wilson?” Her voice was Lost and his eyes focused on the street.

“I don’t know…”

“Do te want to come in?” She spoke as she opened the door.

“Only if te need me.”

Cuddy took a deep breath and the silence filled the air again. “Should I… should...

That same night, House heavily opened Pitt’s office door. He burst in his loud but in a calm voice upon entering that made his doctor look blankly at him.
House: te idiot, te told her!
Pitt: She told te I told her?
House rolled his eyes.
House: Would I be here if not?
House took the sede, sedile across his doctor as Pitt looked at him after placing a paper in front of him.
House: What’s this?
House took the paper while Pitt leaned on his chair.
Pitt: Rehab and therapy schedules. I’ve changed a few things. I figured that it would be better if te knew.
House read on and looked at his doctor after.
Pitt:...

It had just gone six o’clock, and the clinic was reaching the point of emptiness. Cuddy was in her office, when she got a page. The look on her face was of horror, and despair. Quickly grabbing the phone, she called Wilson’s extension number, her words where disjointed, as she gasped for breath between each word.

“It’s House.” Wilson asked what had happened, since the sound of her voice seemed to infect him too with a sense of worry and alarm. “Get to the ER.” Cuddy slammed the phone down, before grabbing her white doctor’s coat, and making her way to the emergency room.

It wasn’t...

Hiyaaaaaaaa peeps! Thank for reviewing my fic. What you're doing makes me happy! A lot happy!

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I made a scheme about the future chapters because THIS IS NOT OVER YET!

Be ready to see a drunken House and a visit from a member of the House's family. But all this fic can't be sunshine and rose so you'll have to be ready for some angst. Not much b/coz I don't like it too:)

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Hi guys, i know most of people in FANpop can't read french, but at the moment i can't write in english.
it's the first part. the secondo par will be the last and will be short.
so my fiction it's about House and cuddy when they were in med school.



C’était le 1er septembre 1985 Lisa cuddy commençait sa première année de médecin. Aujourd’hui avait lui son premier cours. Heureusement pour elle c’était à 10h. Elle était arrivée seulement hier soir, elle n’avait pas eu le temps de visiter le campus.
Elle se leva à 8h30 se prépara et vers 9h30 elle partait en direction de son amphi...

Cuddy woke up in letto feeling like she had eaten a pound of salt, after that salt had hit her on the head repeatedly. She couldn’t remember one thing from last night. She tried to remember how she got home and finally came to the conclusion that since she was still in her work clothes it must have been Wilson who brought her home. She wondered what had happened last night that made her drink like that, but finally gave up when thinking about it made her head pulse like a ticking bomb.

She didn’t open her right away, she just turned over under the covers and groaned. Even though her eyes were...