It was finally Sunday.
House was hopping on one foot around his room, cautious of his injuries as he zipped up his pants. As he hopped back towards his bed, he reached for his undershirt folded on the bed. All along his torso, bruises and scars remained. Half of the torso was covered in bandages for his ribs and along the side of his head, stitches traveled across.
After slipping on his undershirt, he had thrown on his blue button down, keeping it open. Suddenly, Cameron walked in and brought his luggage along with his leather jaket and cane.

"You'll be needing these." she berkata as she sat them...

It was midnight when anda decided to stood up from your bed. You’ve been toss and turning for about an jam now and sleep hasn’t been part of the plan of your neurons in your brain. anda walked down the hall only to find peace just oleh looking at a door at the end of the lonely pavement, a feeling you’ve been trying to find for several days now. anda limped towards the doorknob, making sure not to disturb anyone near you. anda stopped, knowing the woman behind the door might not want and need you. It took anda a couple of menit before anda set yourself that this will be the night that will...

this should be a faster update like i berkata I would…i don’t know if anda liked the little ‘twist’ I put to the story…I couldn’t decide how id do a scene where they came in and scared the shit out of Wilson so I kinda had to change it…I still don’t actually know where im going with this fic…its kinda weird so its all drabble that comes into my head…
ive had a shit week, so excuse the spelling mistakes and the grammar…lol…sorry for posting such short chappies too… :(
anyways…please read and review…also those on fanpop rate… (duh) lol
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It was starting to get chillier as the weeks passed. It was to the point she had to wear long sleeves, atau jackets with an outfit. Which was unfortunate, because the jackets and long sleeve shirts weren’t what anda called “appealing”, to her. They showed no cleavage whatsoever, much to her dismay. Because, she loved to flaunt what she had right memukul dab infront of him.
“If anda plan on throwing that at me, you’re going-”
She was cut off, when the sudden feeling of slushy snow slide down the back of sweater, slowly moving down her back. He had taken a handful of snow, and stuck it down...

The reflection of what had happened last night distracted House from the mundane elevator musik as he went down to the ground floor, his duffel bag slung over his shoulder, and his cane propped at an angle.

After the monotone ding, the doors opened, and House walked towards the bar to his right, it’s dark shady atmosphere was lebih appealing than sightseeing, atau walking around in the sunshine outside whilst he waited for his check out time, and the slow blues song selection it had was so tempting to him.

Dropping his bag to the ground, her sat up on the bar stool, before ordering a whisky, on...

Forgetting where she was, Cuddy stretched out a limber arm across the other half of the double bed; and pulled back once she realised House’s sleeping body selanjutnya to her.

Cuddy carefully pulled the sheets up close to her bare chest, and looked around, at the mess they had both caused in the room. Her dress was flung on the floor like it was nothing.

“Morning.” A deep voice radiated behind her ear, making her tingle. She closed her eyes as his warm breath filled her ear, and taking her back to the feel of his lips and the touch of hands, only a few hours prior.

Feeling his apprehensive touch...

House was slowly repairing himself for the two weeks he had to stay left at PPTH. oleh the detik to last week, they had seen some improvement. His bones were still broken and the fractures were slowly mending, but the cuts had become scabs and eventually scars, and the bruises lightened. The concussion however--was their main problem at the moment.
The longitudinal fracture along the temporal bone that he had received only a tahun yang lalu had reopened, with an added on of seven millimeters.
it had healed fairly well during the timespan of his coma, but there was still also a fair amount of damage...

again, another wait…ive been really busy with school and ive had the same goddamned cold for nearly four fucking weeks!!! ARGH!!! this is a really short authors note…lol…anyways…i came up with the ‘twist’ (GASP!) last night whilst I was listening to the rain on my roof…dum dum dummmm…please review (and those on fanpop RATE) lol…anywho…I’ll get on with it…

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The pair sprinted down the hill, the moon striking their bulu coats and bouncing off like it were a mirror. They were communicating silently and within...

ok guys...this is new to me...i never done a song fic beofre and i was listening to the song Good Enough oleh Evanescence...so yeah...please read, review and rate...



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As anda walked away from me, I watched. Your hips swayed, your hair bounced and your leg muscles flared with each stride. anda know it makes me melt. How could I have ever denyed anda a thing? I know anda want me; anda practically flaunt it. But I'm here for you, I now realise I can't deny anda anything.

As anda stasnd infront of me, like...

sebelumnya part link


Cuddy walked into the room where Chase was clearing his hands after the surgery. Her fingers didn’t leave the handle, like her body was begging for a support for a while, as she kept staring at Chase in silence. He turned his head toward her and turned the water off, reaching for a towel. He slowly dried his hands and stepped closer to her, noticing the fear in her eyes.
“Have anda seen him already?” he asked.
“No. I wanted to talk to anda first.” She was trying to get the information without actually asking him.
“I won’t lie to anda because it wouldn’t have any...

Cuddy was lying on her dipan, sofa in darkness, waiting for House to return. It had already been twenty menit after he had left for Rachel, and she was beginning to worry. She looked up at the ceiling, paying close attention to the detail, averting her mind from the terrible thoughts that seemed to creep. To calm herself, she finally got up, and slowly moved towards her desk, and bent down. She opened a compartment in her desk, and grabbed to what appeared to be a glass, and a jug of bourbon.
She stood up, closing the compartment with her foot, and began to walk back to the couch.
She set the glass...

Previously on "Summer Evenings":
House shut his eyes for the remaining moment, threw his cane repulsively to the side, before limping out of the room and proclaiming his last words for the night.
"Time of death, 9:57pm."
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"I'd like to make a toast--to Cuddy. The, Exceptional boss who made everything right; The Dedicated mother who did every damn thing she could for that--our kid; And the relentless angel, who tried saving all our asses when we needed saving, if we needed saving and even if we didn't need saving." They all gave sincere smiles, and raised their glasses high.
"To Cuddy," House proclaimed....

Once again sorry it took so long....The fan art is not completly mine. I dont own anything. Comment, rate, Enjoy!!!!
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Before....
That night when I left to go halaman awal it was already dark. The drive to my house was highly anticipated ( I didn’t want to know what House had done to my perfectly manicured home). I parked my car on the jalan, street and walked toward my house. As I was getting my keys out of my tas, dompet I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"House...Leave me alone I don’t want to play out this fanticy."

When I turned around I was hit on the head.
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Chapter...

Cuddy ran into her office like mad, with flushed cheeks. After sebelumnya accident, when she run out smiling wickedly, staff wasn’t in much surprise.
She went to her desk, then to table, then to her chair. selanjutnya she looked out the window, walk around her office 3 lebih times and eventually sat down. Internally she was buzzing. She was banging with her fingers at the table, fixing her skirt… she had no idea what to think. And about what. About the way she was akting atau about way he was akting towards her? He was just messing with her while her stupid jantung was bumping like a mad. She felt like...

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2:00am - Evident signs

The clouds swept through the sky in vast patches of gray. The wind had picked up in increasing amounts of speed every hour. A storm was undoubtedly approaching.
With the whole team barely coherent, all of them falling asleep in the middle of the differential, House was feeling fairly frustrated. So he gave in, and let them all go halaman awal for the night.

"Go home. Rest up. Come back, ready to work your asses off."

They all dragged themselves off of the meja and prepared to go home. They all made it out of there fairly quickly. House limped back into his inner office and began...

hey again…been thinking hard about what to do…well not really…I confused anda guys and im proud of that!!! LOL…you will find out why house berkata sorry in the last chappie…I hope you’re still enjoying the fic…im still having so much fun menulis it…
please read and review…
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Cuddy pulled back from House and stared into his eyes. She was confused to why he had berkata he was sorry, she didn’t understand what he had done.
“What are anda sorry for?” she asked.
House ran his hand over her back and felt her squirm in...

A week since Shepherd had been hired--along with Cuddy's funeral.
House was holding himself together--in alternate ways, resorting to--certain methods to relieve his pain.

4:25 p.m.

He was washing his arms--or what it had appeared to be, in the men's restroom on his floor. The water looked dirty as it rolled off his arm and into the sink--but a rusty water look.
After cleaning his entire arm, he grabbed his pocket pisau laying on the counter, retracted the blade and slid it into his pocket. After drying his left arm, he rolled down the sleeve, hiding away the red marks--more slits near the wrist...

hey guys, sorry for the lack in updates…I was away on a military styled course for a week so I didn’t have the time to update (and there was no internet connection) :( oh well…here’s the selanjutnya part to this story…I think its part 7…not sure…anyways here anda go…read and review like always!!!
SMUT WARNING!!!
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After House had changed, he and Cuddy had sat together on her dipan, sofa watching T.V. At 10 o’clock, Cuddy had decided it was time to go to bed. She snuggled up with House and his purring had sent her into a...

That same afternoon, Wilson didn’t bother to bury himself on self-destruction. He had set his mind to pindah on and accept what House might have decided on what to do with their screwed up friendship. He’s not doing it because he doesn’t care on what his friend felt but he’s doing this to re-direct himself and try to be normal as what had been used to. He had lost Cuddy’s trust the other hari and now, his only relationship that is existing is obviously at stake, well, at least that’s what he thinks it is.
Instead of heading home, he drove out to work, put on his lab mantel and pindah like...