Hugh/Huddy-the concert. :D

It was all in slow motion. I saw their four faces, and then fell back, falling stories from the ground. I saw all their faces over the ledge as I descended. The air below me waved my arms and legs around as I came plunging--merely سیکنڈ before impact, a whisper appeared to echo in my ear....

I love you, House

Then--

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--Yes...Falling stories from above, I came down for the last few سیکنڈ very gracefully. Not onto cement--a bed.
A bed. A bed. I was right.
As long as I stayed there, I slowly began to hear, smell, and feel all my surroundings. I began to feel a pain--I felt...

A/N: I have no clue what chapter this story will end on but, if I have some ideas I will continue.And about Rachel, she is not gonna be in this....


After about 2 hours of trying to soothe Cuddy in her office, Cameron was paged back to the ER.

Cuddy was exhausted from the days tragedies, and she was about to cry herself to some disturbed sleep, when a nurse came into the room.

" Oh! I'm sorry Dr.Cuddy, I was looking for Dr.Cameron. To tell her Dr.House is back from Surgery and is in the Post-Op room."

" Thanks." Cuddy کہا to the nurse.

When the nurse went away, Cuddy went to her Office bathroom...

Two days had passed, and it was now two o’clock in the morning. House was at home, sitting with a blanket wrapped around himself as he broke out into cold sweats. The price for going back to his old ways, his body was playing catch-up to his addiction issues. His face was grey, his trembling hands and feeling of nausea were easier to deal with than if he was in a full-blown detox. Losing time, and trying to stop the room from spinning around him, House fell back into the sofa.

A faint sound of knocking on his door, echoed deep in his mind, the loud sound of footsteps approaching unnerved him....

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(House looked at the X-Ray of Cuddy’s chest; which showed multiple lesions on one side of her left lung.)

Wilson: They کہا yes, she’s being prepped for surgery.

House: That’s what caused the cysts and the excess trauma.

Wilson: She’s going to be okay.

House: Yeah. She is.

(Wilson left, whilst House let out a sigh of relief and a small smile.)

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(It was the end of the اگلے day, when Houses went to see Cuddy in ICU. The nurses were taking the tube that helped her breathe out of her throat. When the left House entered and brought a سٹول from the side of the room and sat on it, waiting...

Cuddy and her تاریخ Jason, had pulled up outside her home, they sat in silence for a moment; which felt like a lifetime, before Jason cleared his throat.

Jason: So, are آپ going to invite me in, یا should I wait another five منٹ before آپ ask me?

Cuddy scoffed at his forwardness, and felt it was similar to House’s persona.

Cuddy: It’s late, I’ve got work in the morning; I’m sorry.

Jason nodded and smiled, obviously knowing he had put his foot in it.

Jason: I guess this means goodnight then.

Cuddy smiled sweetly at him, before she left his car; regretfully walking away and to her front...