House’s hand caressed Cuddy’s berwarna merah muda, merah muda blushed cheek, the silence felt between them could have been cut with a knife.

Cuddy placed her hand underneath House’s white and wrinkled shirt, as she gently felt the groove of his back. Her breath was visible in the cold atmosphere of the three bintang hotel room they were both staying in. As she felt the hairs on her arms stand up because of the cold air, she pulled House’s warm and clammy chest closer to her, as House struggled to pull his loose kemeja of his back, even though it was minus three degrees.

“It’s cold.” Cuddy’s voice was weak,...

"You can't possibly be my daughter." House berkata as he threw his red lollipop in the trash and sat down behind his desk.
"Why is that? anda never slept with any black women? Especially, one who was smart and beautiful, that anda shared a great weekend with twenty-one years ago, at a boring medical conference in Vermont." The young woman stated with a smirk as she sat down across from him.
House's eyes widened as the past started to come back to him.
"Nina Beaumont...Your Nina's daughter...." He berkata leaning his chin against his hand in thought. He looked the young woman over. Her eyes were like...

The walls of the house vibrated at the volume of the music, playing from the room-filled living room. Around fifteen college students, dance and grind in the middle of the room. Other are doing bir pong, atau chugging from a keg. Lisa Cuddy on the other hand, was not doing any of those things. She’s sitting on half cution-less sofa. A still full bottle of bir in her hand, and a medical journal in the other.
“Liar.” House spoke from behind her.
“Excuse me?”
“You berkata anda wouldn’t be here tonight.”
“Your point is?”
“You lied.”
“Everybody does.”
“What are anda doing? This...

[House is awakened oleh a noise outside the bedroom window since he is such a light sleeper. House extracts himself from Cuddy's head lying on his chest and her arm strew across his abdomen. He slides out of tempat tidur and makes his way to Rachel's room to check on her. House enters the nursery where he see's a shadow outside the window. House walks to the boks bayi, buaian and sees she is sleeping soundly. House then limps over to the window and sees a small person running across Cuddy's backyard. House knows that he can't run to catch that person. House will be waiting tomorrow night to see if Simon shows up again....

Cuddy was swaying from left to right on the hard wooden meja tulis, meja chair in her dorm room; pencil in her mouth, and a blank pad of paper on puncak, atas of it’s dark mahogany finish.

There was a knock on her door, a heavy-handed knock. Ignoring it whilst she still pondered the ins and outs of kidney failure in teenage boys. However every time she was about to press the led pointed pencil down onto the bare paper, the person on the other side of the door interrupted her with the loud heavy thud on the door.

“For God’s sakes.” Cuddy muttered under her breath, before she un-curled her feet from underneath...

A Happy Life: Chapter 16 (6/18/09)
[The sun is setting over New Jersey. Its streams shine through the windows of House's office. House is sitting in his chair with his red ball in his hands. House's mind travels back to when he found out Cuddy had lost Joy. How broken she looked when he went to check on her. House knew he had pushed her really hard about becoming a mother. House knew that he really hurt her that day. When she asked him why he negated everything. Why did he negate everything at that moment he didn’t know what to say. Then House looked into Cuddy's eyes and he wanted so badly...

A Happy Life: Chapter 6
[A week later as the sun rises over PPTH Cuddy is sleeping in a chair beside Rachel's crib. House walks into the room with 2 cups of coffee in his hands.He stands at then end of the boks bayi, buaian watching Cuddy and Rachel. Rachel opens her eyes and looks at him. The corners of her mouth curl up into a smile.]

House: Kid don’t look at me with your mommy's smile. That will get anda anything. I just can't let mommy know that.

[He thinks back to the hallucination he had of Cuddy and how she helped him, she loved him. How she chose him to help him before going halaman awal to her happy life....

1. 'You Cant Always Get What anda Want'
2.'Your A Good Boss'
3. Injection Scene
4 House Goes To Cuddy's Window
5. 'You Cant Stop Our Love'
6. Cuddy Helps House In Court
7. The Bench Scene
8. Cuddy & House Wheelchair
9. 'Do anda Like Me House?'
10. House Grabs Cuddy's pantat, keledai
11. Cuddy Goes To House's When He Is Detoxing
12.Cuddy & House Talk About The Past
13. House Watches Cuddy On The Plane
14. House Examines Cuddy On The Plane
15. House See's If Cuddy Is Lying In Her Office
16. 'You Are A Conniving Woman Its A Massive Turn On'
17. 'How Long Have anda Known Me?'
18. House vs Cuddy 19. Performance...

AN thanks for all your guys komentar and ratings...i hope anda are enjoying this 'series'...please read and review.... PLEASE!!! XD


Cuddy had come into work, early as usual, and she recalled the talk she had, had with Wilson that night regarding the ticket to Greece...

**flashback**

"Hey, I have a ticket to go to Greece, I won't be using it, I can't be bothered going anymore, do anda want to go instead?" he had asked.
"I don't know, I have Rachel and the hospital to look after, not to mention, House, with me gone he'd probably raze the building,"
"C'mon, Lisa, when was the last time anda went on...

House was back at the psychiatric hospital. It had been his first week alone, away from the place he had grown to loathe. Sitting in the same sofa, as his psychiatrist tapped her pen on the table, jotting short sentences down after every glance up at House’s face.

“Why don’t we start with your first week back; Do anda think it’s going well?” House seemed reluctant to answer yet another pointless and leading pertanyaan into something deeper.

“I can say anything in here, nothing can be held against me?” House wanted reassurance that whatever he said, would never leave the old grainy...

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Chapter 3

Taking deep breath, House reached into his jaket pocket and grabbed the familiar jeruk, orange perception bottle from its depths. Giving it a shake, he listened to the hollow sound of pills hitting plastic, as he stared at the short daftar of symptoms on the dry erase board in the corner. Chewing his bottom lip for a moment, he turned each piece of his most baru saja puzzle over in his mind. “Tularemia…no…no she has a mild rash not an ulcer,” he berkata making a suggestion for his new patients illness then dismissing it. Mindlessly he flipped off the topi of the...

"I'm so tired of myself. If for a few hours I could just lose myself in some Thelonius Monk I would be feeling ten times better." House berkata to himself within the confines of his small room at Mayfield.
"Just my ipod for a few hours..."
"Yeah, like that's gonna solve this problem." The blonde snarked from the other side of the bed.
"Why can't anda just leave me alone?"
"The better pertanyaan is why can't anda leave anda alone?" She berkata as she rested a hand under her chin and stared back at him.
He sighed deeply and began to look up at the ceiling.
"You're a reflection of my subconscious. anda are...

“One… last.. time” he thrust into her and she cried out loudly. House step back from her, quickly pulling up his boxers and trousers, hiding the scar oleh the way. Cuddy was standing still for a few detik based on the wall, looking around for her underwear. She took few deep breaths and started to dress up in hurry as House pushed the button. The elevator took them on a hospitals ground floor, open the doors near the clinic. Nurses were running around, letting some patients go out as the api alarm stopped.

„What happened?!” Cuddy shook the closest standing nurse while House didn’t...

The paramedics had come, along with Princeton PD, and the state troopers, which pronounced it was an over dose. Once they had left, paramedics placed his body in a zip-up bag, and carried him onto the stretcher. They wheeled him out of the office, with Cuddy right beside of the him. She was not crying, much to her surprise. It wasn't like she was happy, she was the farthest thing from it. Her fingers met the cold button, pressing harder than she needed to. After several detik of waiting, the elevator doors opened, she and the paramedics, pushed him inside the empty elevator. As they got...

It was Monday morning; Cuddy and Wilson were waiting in House’s office to see him. Cuddy was standing whilst Wilson was sitting down.

“Morning.” House slowed down, as he noticed both Wilson and Cuddy where in his office; for reasons he hadn’t thought of yet.

“What’s going on?” House put his backpack down, before sitting at his desk.

“We just wanted to see how anda were.” Cuddy spoke in a soft tone as Wilson watched on as House and Cuddy kept their gaze longer than usual.

“I’ll see anda at lunch.” Wilson left, looking back at Cuddy before the door closed behind him.

“So, how...

Cuddy woke up, and rushed to the bathroom. It was the detik time she had thrown up in the luar angkasa of days, she knew there could only be one reason.

As she made her way to get dress for work, she looked at her calendar; it had been a bulan since House had checked into the rehab facility. Both Wilson and Cuddy had made a pact not to have any contact with House while he was inside, no matter how much they wanted to. They knew it was best.

On her way to the hospital, she picked up a pregnancy test, although she hoped it was just something she ate. The thought of becoming pregnant with House’s child...

Cuddy woke-up in an unfamiliar setting; it took her a couple of detik to realise that it was House’s tempat tidur she had slept in.

Looking to her right, she expected to see House’s smug face laying on the bantal selanjutnya to her, but she was alone.

House was already up, in his bathroom, getting ready. Looking into the mirror, he smiled like a man in love. It wasn’t until he noticed his Vicodin bottle on the side of the sink that his smile turned to a lebih serious look. Like a ghost from his past, the Vicodin represented everything he had become. It was hard to find his true self under the addicted...

"So, will there be a repeat performance of what we did this morning?" House berkata as he entered Lisa Cuddy's office. Cuddy looked up from her computer screen.
"House, I'm busy. anda have clinic." She replied tersely.
House sat down in the chair across from her desk.
"No. I have an appointment with a certain Dean of Medicine, on puncak, atas of this desk, for about an hour." He berkata with a mock look at his wristwatch.
Cuddy let out an exasperated breath.
"This isn't the time atau the place..."
"To screw each other's brains out? Okay. Your place atau mine?" He berkata as he rested his chin on puncak, atas of his cane.
"Look,...

When I normally watch TV shows, I’m pretty neutral. I tend to just watch the tampil to watch the show, and most of the time have no strong preferences in shipping, to give anda an example for Bones, though I adore the interactions between Booth and Brennan, I really don’t care whether they get together atau not (in fact I may be one of the few people who fears it). But I can’t help to have noticed, as I’m sure many of anda have also noticed about yourself, that I have grown severely attached to this relationship so much so that I was reduced to a blubbering fangirl once THE promo for “Under...

I arrived to work -early- as usual, signed in, berkata hi to Brenda and made my way to my office. I got in, locked the door, sat down at my meja tulis, meja and whipped out my personal journal and wrote down my dream. This was the 5th one in 2 weeks and they were becoming lebih and lebih frequent. Maybe my dreams were signalling my underlying feelings for him. Sure I admire him as a working man, then again there is his good looking body...DAMNIT! There I go again; letting my mind wander over the man I wanted to tell I cinta him. As I weighed up the pro's and con's of him in my mind, the door to my office swung...