Huddy 7x12

"So, what do anda think I should serve for natal dinner? Turkey? Ham?" Wilson asked House as they walked through the Whole Foods.
"Why not both? The lebih left overs, the lebih I get to relieve anda of."
Wilson rolled his eyes and picked up a bag of croissants.
"Anyway, you're Jewish anda can't eat ham."
"I'm Jewish but not orthodox. You've seen me eat bacon."
"You're mother must be rolling over in her grave."
"My mother's not dead, House."
"It's an expression, Wilson. No one ever berkata it had to make sense." House replied as he placed a few cans of cranberi, cranberry sauce into the cart.
"Hey, here's a thought....

"This will definitely be a natal Cuddy will never forget. I guess sometimes anda can get what anda really want."
"Well, for now she has what she really wants, but who knows if things will stay that way," House stated as he twirled his cane in his hand.
"House, for once just live in the present moment and accept that Cuddy may finally be the mommy she's always wanted to be. Don't jinx her."
"Wilson, I'm not jinxing anyone. It's just lebih likely that things won't be happily ever after."
"You're used to unhappy endings so anda think that is the way of life, but anda fail to recognize your own hand...

Chapter 7


After few menit sitting there still with full glass in her hand, she heard known voice,
“-You’re sitting in my chair..”, she raised her eyes, it was House.
“-House...” she berkata with wide smile. House looked at her wide smile then in a glass in her hand
“-How many glass did anda took already?”, he asked sitting in chair selanjutnya to her. She raised three fingers still with smile on her face. She didn’t felt such drunk, but she couldn’t stop smiling.
“-I think is already enough for you, anda should go to sleep”, he berkata in low voice, her smile change in to sad
“-Not until...