House/Wilson - Welcome nyumbani

Some weeks go kwa and Greg starts thinking of preparing something special for Christmas. He doesn't celebrate it usually but he'd like to make her have a good time. House thinks of a party with workmates and presents, but he still has time, so he'll have to think about it...
Gradually the holidays are coming and they start decorating the hospital. These are House and Cuddy’s first krisimasi together not only at work, and she wishes they were special but she knows that he doesn't like these kind of celebrations, so she guesses they will be as they have always been...
House keeps spinning his...

"That's where wewe were all night? I called wewe three times to see if wewe wanted to hit that new bar on twelfth." Wilson alisema as he ate his eggs. House drank some coffee and leaned against the booth.
"It was the best spontaneous tarehe I've ever had. She's gorgeous kwa the way."
"What is she like?"
"Funny. Annoying. Smart...Different." He alisema with a far off look.
Wilson smiled in surprise at House's unguarded look.
"Good for you."
House turned his gaze back on Wilson.
"Hey, let's not get ahead of ourselves. I could still severely screw this up."
"I doubt she'll be able to leave your place after...

hey, this is a oneshot, I wont explain to wewe what its about because I want it to be a surprise…hoping for lots and lots of reviews!!! anyway, short authors note, and I will be updating my other fics soon…
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-The Last Page-
    An office was all she had to onyesha for her life’s achievements. It had her history recorded in it since she had finished up at university. Her name was plastered across the door, but that didn’t mean the office would be hers forever. She could be fired, she could retire au she could just drop from the face...

"Okay, we just need sugar and maziwa and we're done." Foreman and Thirteen were at the grocery store. "What kind of sugar do wewe want?" "Isn't there only one kind?" Foreman laughed. "Do wewe want white au pink?" Thirteen squinted her eyes at the pink box in wonder. "No way! They make pink sugar!? We should get both!" She tossed the sugar in the shopping cart. "I heard pink sugar gives wewe cancer." "That must suck... hujambo isn't that Wilson?"
Foreman turned around, and sure enough, there was Wilson. "Oh my GOD!!!" Thirteen shreeked. "He's with Karamel!" They laughed at it for a few minutes, and...

A/N: Sorry guys I have been in exams but well I find time on the weekends so here is chapter 6. Also reviews are upendo and upendo is Huddy. So if wewe want zaidi Huddy wewe know what to do know! LOL Mmh…well this is a Huddy chapter so wewe really can’t complain. =)

House entered Cuddy’s office, the door being slammed kwa him. Cuddy didn’t raise her eyes from the file she was kusoma since the only person that didn’t knock before entering her office was House.

“What do wewe want?” She snapped.

“Stacy.” Cuddy raised her eyes. At first she thought House was kidding but then she realized...

The door swung open at Michigan Police Department and House entered the place. He immediately saw Cuddy who was seated across the meza, jedwali of a cop. She was chilling and wet and somewhat afraid of everyone that she could see. In House’s moyo was a deep sense of sympathy, care and anger. Cuddy looked at him as he stood there beside him. His eyes grew wider when he noticed bruises in her eyebrow and cheeks. There were scratches in her arms and although she was hiding them, they were wounds on her knees. His breathe was shallow as she immediately clung on him.
House drove Cuddy back to Plainsboro....

This is the inayofuata scene of part 1. As always please comment. =)

The inayofuata morning the alarm clock went off at five thirty and Cuddy went through her usual routine of hiding the evidence only without the caffeine pills and coffee. It felt she was moving in slow motion, exhaustion weighing down each limb like lead. She had not slept at all the night before. Without her sleeping pills she was unable to sleep at all. As if her siku wasn’t already off to a bad start when she walked outside she discovered that her tires had been slashed, all four of them. Cuddy looked at her watch, it was six in the...

This is a bio for a character for a fic I might write, it's going to be Huddy. Please let me think if wewe think this is an interesting character.


Character Bio
Of: Emmelythis (Emme au Mets) Tyrica Syrrin


AGE:        25

PROFESSION:    Currently a traveling M.E. for the F.B.I.

REASON FOR QUITTING:    She wants a zaidi stable and low pressure job.

JOB WANTED:    PPTH M.E.

BACKGROUND:        Both biological parents died when she was sixteen. She was adopted kwa a police...

inayofuata morning it’s half past ten and they are asleep embraced. The light that comes from the window wakes him up. He breathes deeply and sees her lying inayofuata to him.
Cuddy opens her eyes slowly and looks at him. She doesn’t know exactly what to say.
‘Hi...’
‘Morning...’
She’s still a bit confused. ‘How... Did wewe sleep well?’
‘The truth is that my back hurts a little due to sleeping in this position, I mean, huged to you.’
‘Oh--sorry’ She separates a bit from him and House takes a better posture. Cuddy looks at his cheek, it’s still a little redden because of the slap.
‘I'm...

After settling his things in his weekday room, House walked straight to the gym that same evening. He resented Wilson for thinking about dating Cuddy and he doesn’t know how to say to her to stay away from his friend. He knows, he’s badly screwed since he knew how Wilson marks his words. In just a blink of an eye, Cuddy might be taken away without him fighting for her for himself.
The moment he reached the gym, he found Pitt and Daniel having their scotch session. Both of them looked at him as his anger sweat come running from his forehead down to his chin. He tried to look away to hide...

Previously on "In Mayfield": Six hours later, Cuddy was drifting to sleep with her head on House’s bedside. His fingers started inaonyesha some reflexes but she was unable to notice since she was sleeping. He grunted but still Cuddy didn’t noticed. He moved his head slowly, only to see those familiar curls on his bedside. He drew a smile before raising his right hand and placed it gently on her hair.
House: <whispery in a heavy tone> Lisa…
He gently and carefully caressed her hair like never been before. He removed his hand the moment Cuddy started to move. Both exchanged chuckles when...