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posted by Irene3691
They go for a walk inside the hotel and sit in a hall near the kitchen, where it seems to be the coolest place of Italy. Cuddy leans on the ukuta feeling the air conditioning on her face. ‘Well, tell me. Got any hobby that you’ve been hidden all these years?’
‘Yeah, I'm a drag Queen at weekends.’
‘I knew it! A friend told me he saw wewe one night.’
‘Yes, I have a lot of fans, my nickname is Springtime!!’
She chuckles. ‘Someday I'll go to see you. A private pass for me.’
‘Sure.’ He winks and stares at her. ‘By the way, when are we going back to New Jersey??’
‘We've been...
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posted by HouseAddict87
Chapter 5: Forgiveness
Cuddy gave Thirteen a couple of hours to cool off before she went back into her room. She entered and began to speak to her daughter.
“Remy I really want to be here for wewe and talk to wewe please let me do that.”
“What is there to talk about wewe gave me up! Why do wewe care so much now? Where were wewe the first twenty-five years of my life? Please leave.”
“No!”
Thirteen shifted in her kitanda and then glared back at Cuddy.
“Fine if wewe won’t leave then get me a cup of water and the TV remote I’m going to watch TV. wewe can… sit there!”
Cuddy got up and got Thirteen...
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Disclaimer: I do not and never will (unfortunately) own House MD (still) But I know one siku I shall take buy the show!! And kill everyone kwa making them wait in suspense

A/N: Okay here is chapter two I was sooo suprised that I actually got it done this soon (even though it wasnt that quick) I apologize for not updating sooner but yeah!! Oh and one zaidi thing I forgot to add in the last chapter, I am co-writing this with not - lupus . everbody - lies haha she's my beta as well!! She is like an expert in Horror sinema so its totally awesome! Anyways, Please R & R


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posted by housefrk
Don't make fun of my muziki selection XD I feel like I need to explain the last two. They're on my Rugrats playlist because I used to like them when I was younger. Just so wewe know. :D Adn the first one's on there because we were using it for winterguard


Not Ready to Make Nice- Dixie Chicks
    
“Come on,” House alisema as Cuddy shut the nyasi doors of her office in his face. She wouldn’t even let him her office today. “How was I supposed to know the hospital was being inspected?” There was no answer. “It was just cost wewe a fine. It wasn’t even your job.”
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posted by Cuddles
Just felt like uandishi this. It's very short. *lol*
Inspired kwa the poem that I use in this fic. Don't know the title but it's kwa Ricarda Huch. The original is german this is just my translation.
Enjoy ^^

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Not all pains are curable
because some sneak in deeper into the heart,
and while days are passing they turn into stone.
You laugh and talk as if nothing was wrong
and they seem to be coagulated to foam
but wewe feel their oppressive heaviness till your dream.



They looked at each other.
No one dared to avert his eyes first and so their gaze seemed to...
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Yay! I finally got around to uandishi this for the Fanfiction Challenge #2! It was a lot of fun, especially since it was so wonderful uandishi from Cuddy's perspective. Hopefully, wewe guys will enjoy this. :)

Prompt: Cuddy, change

Summary: The title's pretty clear about it. ;)


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“I want to be a doctor!”

Her father laughed at her, his grey eyes crinkling.

“Now now pet, that’s not a suitable job for a woman,”

“Why not? It’s what I want to be. I’ve decided.” Twelve mwaka old Lisa Cuddy pouted from her father’s lap.

“There’s still...
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Okay, so i know i ilitumwa this kind of fast but i had finished all my work (wow, what a miracle) and had a lot of free time. So, here's my entry. I hope wewe enjoy. :)

Prompt: House, magic.

Summary: Throughout his life House learns about the versatility of magic.


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“What are wewe doing boy?”

An eight mwaka old Greg House looked up at his father from where he was sitting on his bedroom floor, his eyes wide, packs of playing cards strewn around him.

“Billy showed me something today. I wanted to learn how to do it too.” House said, avoiding direct...
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Original character, cursing and mentions of abuse all in one? That's my story. D's story to be exact. She's the main character of my original story Green Eye Blind... and now she's here, with Wilson and House, and Cuddy... and she's scared, they help her.

Not as melodramatic as it sounds... rated T, lots of angst...

Interested?


Tie Bound



The red laces of her All-Stars dragged across the pavement as she stumbled across night-time New Jersey... Letters D&G faded, but present on her T-shirt, Jack&Jones leaving their signature on her jeans: If her shoes hadn't been caked in mud, shati hadn't...
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Author's Notes: Spoilers 5x16 "The Softer Side" and the promo pics for that episode.

House is nice... Cuddy and Wilson must find a way to deal with it, and it's harder than they thought. House Wilson friendship and Huddy.

Press Reset.


There was no valid train of thought to this...

House's train of thought had always run on separate tracks, making the things House would do very simply the exact things others wouldn't do: a cripple favouring daredevil pass times, a man working with frail, dependant humans, seeing only numbers. He had his own behavioural code that all who knew him knew kwa head and...
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CHAPTER 7 QUESTIONS

Cuddy was in her office, she had to tell House of course. For a liver transplant to work both parties had to consent. She didn’t know how but she was going to, she walked out of her office and headed to House’s room. She hadn’t thought about it a lot, but she didn’t want to over think it so she was just going to do it simply. House was awake again and she marched right in

“Hi” he sounded worn out and groggy

“Hi, House I need to talk to you”

“Talk away, don’t think I’m going anywhere”

“Well Greg, I don’t know how exactly to say this, so I’m just going...
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CHAPTER 5 (COMPOTITION)
The team had a case, they hadn’t looked for one, just like Cuddy had asked, but they ended up with one anyway. House had been in the hospital for two days, his condition had only slightly worsened since he was admitted, but he definitely needed a new liver. Cuddy and Wilson had secretly gotten themselves tested and the results weren’t back yet. Until they were House was on the donor list, Cuddy had gotten him on somehow, even though everyone knew that once he was better he would start taking his Vicodin again.
Now back to the team’s case, it was déjà vu for Foreman....
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CHAPTER 2
    The team didn’t know what to do, no one wanted to follow him, nobody knew what to say and they really didn’t have a case, so they let him be.

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House didn’t want to risk running into anybody else, but he was hungry, he had left without breakfast this morning and the hunger pains on juu of his leg was just too much. So despite his better judgment he headed to the cafeteria, he thought briefly about gluing the sunglasses to his head, but that wouldn’t work. He was going to have to do something about this sooner au later, zaidi likely sooner. And there...
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CHAPTER 1 DISCOVERIES
It was another dreary and dank morning in apartment 221B. The alarm clock rang at 9:30 AM just like it always did, waking him up so he could be just perfectly late to work, he opened his deep blue eyes and groaned from the pain shooting up his leg, yes just like every morning. He even had a slow but steady routine from the dakika his eyes opened. He grabbed his cane and the bottle of Vicodin from the side meza, jedwali near his bed. Sleepily he pops one in his mouth sets the bottle back down and is off to get dressed in whatever t-shirt and jeans calls to him that day. Then puts...
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posted by PotterGal
Okay..so i'm really supposed to be sleeping right now but i couldn't so i thought i'd come and post another one-shot for wewe guys! Enjoy! I hope wewe like it.
This is a Post ep 4x10, “It’s A Wonderful Lie” fic. :)

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House didn’t know exactly where he was going. He’d been driving around aimlessly after the krisimasi pageant with no intention of going back to his apartment. He didn’t want to admit it, but after last year’s Christmas, of which he could only remember lying in a pool of his own vomit, he wanted something zaidi to happen...
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Lol Now I'm addicted. I'm sure kwa now you've all heard about how House MD is in fact a modernized version of Sherlock Holmes, au at the very least based on it. So I thought it would be an interesting idea to base a fanfic off of it. I wrote this a long time ago, and I'm still not sure if I will continue, have to be smart enough to come up with twists and turns for a Holmes mystery. Well I hope wewe like it, maoni and critiscm are welcome :)


Throughout the many years of working together, never have I enjoyed such a case that had been brought to our attention at 221 Princeton mitaani, mtaa as the one...
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She was screaming the hell out of her.
Kutner was walking up and down, not able to take a close look at what was going on. The screams of pain were already enough for him, he took a look at his watch. Almost an saa had passed now.
How much longer would this last...?
He winced as he heard her scream his name. She wanted to have him kwa her side. Kutner took a deep breath and told himself quietly not to be such a coward as he walked up to her kitanda and reached for her hand.
Thirteen gave him a weak smile before she was screaming again. She pressed his hand and Kutner wondered since when she was so...
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posted by housefrk
Chapter 3

Thirteen sighed and hung up the phone. Her daughter had a fever of a hundred. It wasn’t like Bo couldn’t take care of herself nyumbani alone, but the school wouldn’t let her leave unless Thirteen was there to pick her up, which meant she had to ask House if she could leave.
    
Thirteen entered the office and approached the desk, where House was playing with his red and grey ball and his cane.
    
“I need to go somewhere,” Thirteen said. “I’ll be back in a half an hour.” House didn’t look up. Thirteen took it as a yes and turned...
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posted by housecuddy4ever
House was thinking about Cuddy.He was waiting for his team to come bursting through the differential office doors.'How long does it take to do a damn biopsy?'House thought.The team came into the differential office."What the hell took wewe 3 so long to do the damn biopsy?!"House yelled.Thirteen cleared her throat."What was that for?"House questioned Thirteen in a pissy tone.He got up and got up right to her face."Nothing."Thirteen alisema and walked out of the office."What does the patient have?"House asked Taub."Cancer.End stage Liver Cancer.Has only a few days left."Taub said.House thumped his...
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posted by Olivine
Hey, this is the first chapter of my fanfic "Stairway to heaven". The whole story, which is mainly about Wilson and his family, takes place 5 years after season 4 and Amber survived the bus crash. It's going to be a sadfic, although the first chapter and maybe some zaidi aren't already sad. :) I'd upendo to hear your feedback, thank you^^

Chapter 1 : Cuddy's Tamagotchi

The big conference room in the Princeton Plainsboro was filled with many important people on this sunny siku in the middle of may.
Among them was Lisa Cuddy, wearing a nice female suit and a little zaidi make-up than usually. The...
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Limping slowly up the sidewalk towards the front entry of PPHT, House carefully picked his way across the ice covered cement, his anger growing with each hesitant step. The morning had started off just cold and wet, but in the last saa the temperature had dropped ten degrees and turned the rain into sleet which now covered every surface making the park lot and path to the door into an ice rink. The drive to the hospital had been treacherous, but for House it was a cake walk compared to the 25 yard walk from his car to the front doors of the hospital. His cane had slipped on the slick walk...
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