Huddy Dance پرستار Art

House was sitting in his office, the lights turned off, except for the lamp on his desk. His eyes caught up in the dust particles that filled its spotlight. He had seen Wilson try and fail to recruit a whole hall of Doctors to شامل میں him on his experimental quest, which they would all expect House to be the leader of, but not Wilson. After witnessing this, House felt a sense of relief that Wilson only slipped down a hill, and not fall disastrously down it.

Then something changed, he had seen Lucas again. At first he didn’t know where to put the puzzle piece, until another one joined up with...

Ok, آپ guys must be pissed at how long it has taken for me to get this fic updated...but never fear...i will be back...i have made a promise to myself (and now you) that i will continue this fic until it comes to an end...so yea...i hope آپ guys forgive me, especially those who kept reading and have been waiting for more...here آپ go guys...
PART 28!!! (finally)
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About a ماہ after the loss of the baby

About a ماہ had passed since Cuddy's fall and she had returned to work as soon as she had completed her بستر rest. House had vowed never to argue with her again, and...

( Continuation of The kiss, The explination, and the middle of the night.)I dont own anything and the پرستار art is not mine.
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Chapter 3
The اگلے Day

“ House?? Why arent آپ at work yet?? Call me back as soon as آپ get this.” I asked on his answering machine because it was 11:30 am and House still hadn’t showed up yet.
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“Where is House?” I asked Wilson.
“I don’t know. Why are آپ asking me?”
“Because I know آپ know. What does he have a girl friend? یا did he get hurt?” I asked kind...

House took poured a glass of whisky, before he sat down on his sofa. Cuddy took her جیکٹ and shoes off, before she sat down اگلے to him.

Cuddy: Have آپ packed yet?

House: Wilson offered.

Cuddy: I can…help آپ pack.

House nodded in agreement, and smiled as she stood up and turned around to walk towards his bedroom.

Cuddy: I think you’d just need a few things at first.

House followed her, she sat on his بستر as he stood there; glass of whisky in hand.

Cuddy: On سیکنڈ thought, you’re not the most co-operative of people, آپ may be there longer.

House: Here.

House handed her a weekend bag.

House:...

House found himself on the roof of the hospital when the dawn broke. He was in his gown, sitting on the very ledge. He was puffing on one of his cigars as the sun rose. It was so peaceful here. And he was feeling so serene. Until Wilson popped in.
"Mind if I take a drag?" He asked sarcastically. He was in the doorway, holding it halfway open. He stood there for about seven سیکنڈ before actually coming near him.
"Her mothers?"
"Cameron?"
"Cuddy."
"You showed her the ring?"
"Because آپ refused to."
"Damn it."
He took a long drag, causing a good amount of ashes to fall. They blew away when the morning...

"You're good with her." Cuddy کہا as she watched House rock Rachel in his arms.
"Well, she already marked her territiory once she puked all over my شرٹ, قمیض so she's comfortable with me now."
Cuddy chuckled and moved to sit beside him on the sofa.
"You've been in my ہوم for all of thirty منٹ and have yet to tell me why you're here?"
House held Rachel out for Cuddy to take.
"Here. She's cooing for you." He کہا as he awkwardly passed the baby off and moved to stand up.
Cuddy rocked her baby a little before placing her in the basinet.
"...You got any food?" He asked.
Cuddy sighed and stood...

Three weeks later..




"OH. MY. GOD."
Wilson rubbed his face, irritated and slightly annoyed, having to have the same argument he had not too long ago.
"Don't. Listen to me, we had sex, again, unprotected at least three weeks ago."
"And why is that relevant?"
Cuddy wasn't listening to him. She was just thinking about what she should do.
"I don't know yet." She کہا curtly.
"Let me know when آپ do."
"He is becoming less and less of himself the longer he's with me."
"And that's bad because...?"
"It changes his way of thinking. His decisions. His actions. I don't want that to be because of me."
"You don't...

Tom-"Hmmm, what?"
House-"Nothing"
Tom-"Interested in her?"
House"Nope."
Tom-"I'll be right back."
House-"Wwwait, wait, where are آپ going?" *House کہا in a very concerned tone.*
Tom-"To get Lisa Cuddy."
Before House could say anything, Tom left to go get Lisa. House watched him as he confronted her, the 'ol so drunk Lisa Cuddy tried to step off of the table. Unfortunately, she was too drunk, and failed miserably. Her face hit the floor. Nobody noticed really, except for Tom and House. House still stood, not knowing whether to go over there یا not. He decided he was just going to let her come to...