Chapter 3- Administrative Questions
(Cuddy’s POV)
Disclaimer: Sorry for not mentioning before but I don’t own House M.D o any of its characters… sadly
Everything was surprisingly quiet today. House hadn’t come in to drop by, which made me feel somewhat empty… what the hell am I saying?! Why would I want this giorno to be ruined da his constant bickering?! ‘Because the day’s never ruined when House is around’ detto a voice inside my head. I tried to ignore it and got back to working when I heard the door open. ‘House?’ I happily thought as much as I wanted to deny it, only to be disappointed da seeing Thirteen at the doorway.
“How may I help te Dr. Hadley?” I asked professionally.
“One of our patients has some domande that she thinks only the Dean of Medicine can answer.” She said. Hm, a patient with administrative questions? Not something te see everyday, but it was my duty to answer them.
“Alright, what room?” I asked.
“204. The patient is Alexis Harrison.” She informed me.
“Alright, thank te Dr. Hadley.” I detto as I got up and opened the door to leave.
“You’re welcome.” She detto as she left to go do her Clinic Duty. I took the elevator to the secondo floor and found room 204. When I entered, I wad surprised to find the young teenager that used to be House’s patient. I had expected someone… older. I closed the door behind me and walked towards her.
“Hello Alexis. Dr. Hadley told me te had a few domande for me.” I greeted as we both smiled.
“Yes, well, I was just wondering how does one donate to the hospital? I was thinking about talking to my parents about it.” She told me. I saw this as a perfect opportunity. The hospital needed donations. The conversation went on for about half an ora when it suddenly took an interesting turn.
“So what does one do to donate to the Department of Diagnostic Medicine? That’s Dr. House’s department, right?” the domanda surprised me. No one ever wanted to donate anything to House’s department, especially after meeting him. I realized I hadn’t spoken yet and decided to answer her question.
“You take the same steps as all the other departments except te have to get a different code for when filling out the papers.” I replied hoping that would answer her question.
“He doesn’t seem very nice, but I know he cares deep down. He does a great job no matter what his motives are and he cares about the people close to him. Are te his Friends Dr. Cuddy?” this domanda definitely caught me da surprise; the whole thing did. Someone actually thought House had a caring side. I was happy that someone noticed this.
“Yes… I am.” I smiled, happy to have detto that although some part of me earned for it to be something più than that.
“He cares about te a lot Dr. Cuddy. I can tell da the way he looks at you. He doesn’t want to mostra it but the gleam in his eye says it all… do te like him Dr. Cuddy?” I was speechless. House… cared about… me? All I could think of were his beautiful blue eyes shining as they looked at me. A patient, a 14 year-old patient had just asked me if I liked him. I was frozen. I had to say no, I wouldn’t admit it. It wasn’t right. I couldn’t. Say no Cuddy, SAY NO!
“No… but he’s still my friend.” I detto as I quickly got up and exited the room so I could no longer be asked any questions. I walked faster than usual to my office and took a big gulp of coffee as I sat down in my chair trying to grasp everything that had just happened. The image of House’s eyes staring at me popped into my head and m cuore melted. I had never felt this way. How could I not have noticed?! He had the most beautiful eyes. Staring into them was like staring into his soul, where deep down I could see the care Alexis had told me about. I tried to focus on something else to get my mind off of House but ended up back where I was before… sognare ad occhi aperti about him. Now, everything reminded me of him. I took m car keys into my hand and rushed out of the hospital telling the nurse I was going home early. Once I got home I took a doccia and lay down on my letto as I drifted off to sleep. That night I dreamed of Gregory house.
(Cuddy’s POV)
Disclaimer: Sorry for not mentioning before but I don’t own House M.D o any of its characters… sadly
Everything was surprisingly quiet today. House hadn’t come in to drop by, which made me feel somewhat empty… what the hell am I saying?! Why would I want this giorno to be ruined da his constant bickering?! ‘Because the day’s never ruined when House is around’ detto a voice inside my head. I tried to ignore it and got back to working when I heard the door open. ‘House?’ I happily thought as much as I wanted to deny it, only to be disappointed da seeing Thirteen at the doorway.
“How may I help te Dr. Hadley?” I asked professionally.
“One of our patients has some domande that she thinks only the Dean of Medicine can answer.” She said. Hm, a patient with administrative questions? Not something te see everyday, but it was my duty to answer them.
“Alright, what room?” I asked.
“204. The patient is Alexis Harrison.” She informed me.
“Alright, thank te Dr. Hadley.” I detto as I got up and opened the door to leave.
“You’re welcome.” She detto as she left to go do her Clinic Duty. I took the elevator to the secondo floor and found room 204. When I entered, I wad surprised to find the young teenager that used to be House’s patient. I had expected someone… older. I closed the door behind me and walked towards her.
“Hello Alexis. Dr. Hadley told me te had a few domande for me.” I greeted as we both smiled.
“Yes, well, I was just wondering how does one donate to the hospital? I was thinking about talking to my parents about it.” She told me. I saw this as a perfect opportunity. The hospital needed donations. The conversation went on for about half an ora when it suddenly took an interesting turn.
“So what does one do to donate to the Department of Diagnostic Medicine? That’s Dr. House’s department, right?” the domanda surprised me. No one ever wanted to donate anything to House’s department, especially after meeting him. I realized I hadn’t spoken yet and decided to answer her question.
“You take the same steps as all the other departments except te have to get a different code for when filling out the papers.” I replied hoping that would answer her question.
“He doesn’t seem very nice, but I know he cares deep down. He does a great job no matter what his motives are and he cares about the people close to him. Are te his Friends Dr. Cuddy?” this domanda definitely caught me da surprise; the whole thing did. Someone actually thought House had a caring side. I was happy that someone noticed this.
“Yes… I am.” I smiled, happy to have detto that although some part of me earned for it to be something più than that.
“He cares about te a lot Dr. Cuddy. I can tell da the way he looks at you. He doesn’t want to mostra it but the gleam in his eye says it all… do te like him Dr. Cuddy?” I was speechless. House… cared about… me? All I could think of were his beautiful blue eyes shining as they looked at me. A patient, a 14 year-old patient had just asked me if I liked him. I was frozen. I had to say no, I wouldn’t admit it. It wasn’t right. I couldn’t. Say no Cuddy, SAY NO!
“No… but he’s still my friend.” I detto as I quickly got up and exited the room so I could no longer be asked any questions. I walked faster than usual to my office and took a big gulp of coffee as I sat down in my chair trying to grasp everything that had just happened. The image of House’s eyes staring at me popped into my head and m cuore melted. I had never felt this way. How could I not have noticed?! He had the most beautiful eyes. Staring into them was like staring into his soul, where deep down I could see the care Alexis had told me about. I tried to focus on something else to get my mind off of House but ended up back where I was before… sognare ad occhi aperti about him. Now, everything reminded me of him. I took m car keys into my hand and rushed out of the hospital telling the nurse I was going home early. Once I got home I took a doccia and lay down on my letto as I drifted off to sleep. That night I dreamed of Gregory house.
