A/N Sorry I've taken so long to get this fic updated.. :( i've had some massive writers block with it but hopefully it's all passed...so anyways, here's part 26...read, review and rate!! (please rate, im still trying to go yellow on this spot!)
House stayed on Cuddy's doorstep for ten dakika before he heard the crash...
Ten dakika Earlier
Cuddy had cleaned up after her and House's breakfast. She was so pissed off with him but she knew she couldn't stay angry with him forever; she loved him.
These thoughts sent Cuddy into a spiral of rage as it dawned on her he was slowly begining to push her away because of their child [he isn't so don't worry]. She cleaned the dishes kwa hand, wanting to do something to take her mind off the pain she was currently feeling, and upon finishing went upstairs to quieten a crying Rachel.
After five dakika of cuddling and shushing the young child, Cuddy felt her temper drop so she went downstairs.
The first step was easy, just a normal step down, but the sekunde step she completely missed her footing and went tumbling down the flight of stairs. She landed on the first floor unconscious.
Present Time
When House heard the thump he had no hesitations in running back into the house, completely forgetting his cane due to the rush of adrenaline. He saw it as soon as the door was kicked down, Cuddy lay limp at the bottom of the stairs.
House's doctor instincts kicked it; rushing to Cuddy he checked vital signs and didn't songesha her for fear of a spinal injury. She had a pulse but her breathing was weak.
House reached into his pocket and pulled out his cellphone, calling 911.
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Cuddy lay in the ICU awake with House beside her. She looked at him with an apologetic look in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Greg." she whispered, caressing his face.
"It's okay, I just hope nothing bad has happened to OUR child, I want to be a part of it's life,"
Their conversation was cut short kwa Cuddy's doctor.
"I'm sorry, Doctor Cuddy, we were, unable to save your child,"
dum, dum, duummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
TBC
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House stayed on Cuddy's doorstep for ten dakika before he heard the crash...
Ten dakika Earlier
Cuddy had cleaned up after her and House's breakfast. She was so pissed off with him but she knew she couldn't stay angry with him forever; she loved him.
These thoughts sent Cuddy into a spiral of rage as it dawned on her he was slowly begining to push her away because of their child [he isn't so don't worry]. She cleaned the dishes kwa hand, wanting to do something to take her mind off the pain she was currently feeling, and upon finishing went upstairs to quieten a crying Rachel.
After five dakika of cuddling and shushing the young child, Cuddy felt her temper drop so she went downstairs.
The first step was easy, just a normal step down, but the sekunde step she completely missed her footing and went tumbling down the flight of stairs. She landed on the first floor unconscious.
Present Time
When House heard the thump he had no hesitations in running back into the house, completely forgetting his cane due to the rush of adrenaline. He saw it as soon as the door was kicked down, Cuddy lay limp at the bottom of the stairs.
House's doctor instincts kicked it; rushing to Cuddy he checked vital signs and didn't songesha her for fear of a spinal injury. She had a pulse but her breathing was weak.
House reached into his pocket and pulled out his cellphone, calling 911.
**************************************************
Cuddy lay in the ICU awake with House beside her. She looked at him with an apologetic look in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Greg." she whispered, caressing his face.
"It's okay, I just hope nothing bad has happened to OUR child, I want to be a part of it's life,"
Their conversation was cut short kwa Cuddy's doctor.
"I'm sorry, Doctor Cuddy, we were, unable to save your child,"
dum, dum, duummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
TBC
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He looked...
Okay, this poem is basically in Cuddy's POV kind of to House. I wrote it to be kind of Cuddy's personal thing, but of course, it turned into Huddy. My first makala on this spot AND Huddy poem, so please tell me what wewe think! It's short and might be a bit confusing at first, but here it goes;
Love.
And that's all I ever wanted.
How did I get here?
Just crying in an empty room
Once again a vacant world to me
I'm hurting and I'm sure wewe know
I hope, and that's just what i do
That the world could be, just be
What i want it to, another happy ending
Which we both know it won't be
Just hold me, so for a second
I could pretend it is
Could pretend it can
Pretend it could be
And maybe I could upendo you
And pretend i didn't know
That it was one of the few things
I was missing.
I know it kind of sucks, but it's my first and what do wewe expect?
Love.
And that's all I ever wanted.
How did I get here?
Just crying in an empty room
Once again a vacant world to me
I'm hurting and I'm sure wewe know
I hope, and that's just what i do
That the world could be, just be
What i want it to, another happy ending
Which we both know it won't be
Just hold me, so for a second
I could pretend it is
Could pretend it can
Pretend it could be
And maybe I could upendo you
And pretend i didn't know
That it was one of the few things
I was missing.
I know it kind of sucks, but it's my first and what do wewe expect?
