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House and Cuddy have been dating for about a ماہ now and they wanted to celebrate there ماہ anniversary. And as they waited for their food none of them کہا anything and the silence was broken سے طرف کی the waiter.

“Grilled سٹیک with Béarnaise Sauce and French fries.” The waiter said, startling them a little.

“Gee! What are آپ a zombie?” House paused, putting a hand to his heart, “I almost had a دل attack for Pete’s sake!”

The waiter کہا nothing and kept his stern, composed face to the task of serving them as properly as one could in this situation. He put down their plates...

I've been having trouble writing for Thirteen but this is what I've got so far تبصرے are love and please let me know if I should continue!








Chapter 7: Who is Remy “Thirteen” Hadley?

A nurse came in and adjusted some of Thirteen’s IV’s and checked her blood pressure Cuddy was their سے طرف کی her side through the process. After the nurse left Cuddy began to ask Thirteen سوالات about her life.
“So what is the first thing to the Remy Hadley story?”
“Well what do آپ want to know?”
“Everything, start with your earliest memory.”
“Well I’ve been bisexual all my life I knew even in...

Ok well my fic is winding down and I know that I have been horrible at updating but I didnt want to leave آپ guys with no fic to read of mine. So here is one of my ideas and I wanted to see what آپ think about it and if i should do it یا not. This idea has been nawing at me for a while now. SO tell me if i should continue.... :)
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Ugh! I groaned as I hit my alarm clock. It was anouther boring دن of boring school. Why did I have to get up? Geez I am just so tired. Why is this? Oh yeah volleyball.

I got up and got ready to go to school unwillingly. Great I have to see...

Smooth wet lips is all he feels on him, moving from his chin to his jaw, where a days worth of
facial hair is lightly showing. He could hear the faint sounds of moaning escaping her busy mouth, as well as his heavy breathing from the sensations she was making him have. A tongue slowly glides over his Adam's Apple, seductively licking, then taking her teeth and nibbling on his now red and wet skin. That's all it took. The tips of his fingers patiently and carefully traces down her covered torso. ہنس bumps on her arms appear rapidly at the touch of his shaking index finger going over her hidden...

She was beginning to miss his annoying harassments. He hadn’t spoken to her in quite a while, okay, a ماہ and two days to be exact, but it’s not like she was counting.. She saw him in class, but he never spoke, surprisingly. All she could was blame herself, for she created this so called ‘game’. But, little did she know, he missed her, deeply. Though, he’d never دکھائیں it, because he refuses to lose their game.

It was around 11 at night, when she decided to take his advice, and go have some fun. She was headed to one of the many parties happening that night, unfortunately for her,...

Later that night 10:49 p.m.

The hospital was fairly empty. Empty and quiet. The only people around were some nurses, and a few doctors standing سے طرف کی in their offices, catching up on paperwork and anything else they needed to take care of. House slid open the door to Cuddy's room, and carefully walked inside. He had taken a نشست in the corner of the room and began to تلاش his pockets for something. Cuddy, was on the bed, asleep, but not for long. She woke up soon enough, and spoke in a hushed tone.

"What--are آپ doing?"
"Something."

He pulled out a needle and rolled up his pant leg. Then he took...

She jumped when House threw open the door; House briefly looked at her and then close and locked the door. Cuddy gave him a worried look, House was surprised how much emotions she had in her eyes. Doubt, expectation, passion, pain. He stepped closer to her, putting his cane away. Cuddy raised her hand and stepped back, hiding her desk.
“No,” she gasped unconvincingly.
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“Don’t worry I don’t bite,” House announced, still limping to her.
“No, but آپ hurt,” Cuddy کہا weakly. “I’m too tired, House. I don’t want to play anymore.” سے طرف کی now, House get to her,...

It was late afternoon, and outside it was still raining; however the sight of a قوس قزح through the window made Lisa smile.

Lisa: I’ve gotta go guys. Otherwise I’ll be late for my last class.

Vanessa: Why are آپ taking Endocrinology again? It’s not as if آپ need to.

Lisa: I just…want to see if I could do better.

Lisa stood up from the sheltered benches, and picked up her small tote before walking to class. Smiling, she looked up into the rain clouds before she stopped under the shelter of the entrance to the building. Pinning her hair back, she then opened the door to the lecture room;...

I am soooo excited about the episode it's unreal, and (aside from plenty of Huddy smut ideas) this would leave me alone, so thought I'd put it on here. Not exactly Huddy, but kind of...I think.

"No, I want to hear about the sad hero again." a 3 سال old Rachel Cuddy whined to her mum as they lay on her bed. 'She loves that story.' she thought, remembering back to when she made up taht story after a particularly tricky دن at the hospital. She took a deep breath and exhaled, removing those thoughts from her head with the air from her lungs she began her tale:

"Once upon a time, in Princetonia...

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Wilson: Do آپ have someone in there with you?

(Cuddy froze, trying not to make a sound. She was stuck hiding سے طرف کی the door, House obviously enjoyed this but Cuddy looked anxious and annoyed.)

House: No-one. When did آپ get all jealous?

(Wilson gave House a look before taking his foot out of the way of the door and House closed it.)

Cuddy: That was, annoying.

(House and Cuddy looked at each other intently before they kissed passionately, Cuddy’s back hit the mirror behind her and broke it but they didn’t care.)

House: That’s seven years bad luck.

(Cuddy and House stood there, their eyes connected...