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posted by Chandlerfan
Sorry it’s been a while since I updated this fic, here’s chapter 3 for wewe guys =]
Enjoy! =D


Wilson and Cuddy both looked at each other in utter shock and hastily followed Thirteen out into House’s office.

Cuddy saw House lying on the floor completely lifeless, already in the recovery position, kwa a pool of vomit, and all the flashbacks of when House had almost killed himself trying to save Amber came back to her; how worried she was; how she couldn’t afford to lose the man valuable to the hospital, and zaidi importantly, her. She felt guilty for complaining about what House did to her...
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posted by Chandlerfan
Oh OK then, here's chapter 2...
Enjoy! =D



Meanwhile Cuddy was restlessly wandering around in Wilson’s office, still fuming.

‘You did what!?’ Wilson asked in utter shock.

‘You heard!’ Cuddy countered in a tone that was just a little too harsh.

‘I don’t believe this! You…you slept with House! House!’

‘Thanks for reminding me of what I had done…jeez, James, I thought I forget something!’ came the dry remark, to which Wilson could only give her an annoyed look.

‘OK. Fine. So wewe slept with him. No…big deal. So, um, why are wewe so angry at him?’

‘I’m pissed off because...
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posted by Chandlerfan
OK, this fic is a little different for me because a.) the whole plot isn’t as fluffy as usual (although there is some!) b.) I’m going to be completely objective regarding ships, keeps everyone happy that way (almost!) c.) I’m not going to tell wewe the plot of it in the first chapter au the summary! ;D
So, yes, you’ll have to find out later…
Enjoy for now! =D



House walks into the differential room late, as per usual, and without a single glance at his team, he balances his cane on the whiteboard and starts uandishi some symptoms down on the board.

The team exchange glances finding it odd...
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posted by Chandlerfan
OK, I gave in early, here's Chapter 2.
More Huddyness in this one.
Enjoy. =]



The daylight's fading slowly
But time with wewe is standing still
I'm waiting for wewe only
The slightest touch and I feel weak
I cannot lie, from wewe I cannot hide
And I'm losing the will to try


Wilson headed straight back to his office, anger built up inside of him. He had forgotten that Cuddy was in the inayofuata room yelling at House. His moyo was beating so fast that he could hear it in his ears, and all other sound was blocked out.

Meanwhile, in House's office...

'House!! I want wewe to go down there and apologise. NOW!'...
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"Is she okay?"
"She's asleep. She's been looking for both of you."
"Tell her I alisema goodnight."
"How are you? How is Lisa?"
"I'm wearing a slang for my arm. Still on the cane. Still on the pills."
"And Lisa?"
"I Lost a lot of blood so I had to get a transfusion. wewe know,"
"Greg."
He paused and breathed heavily.
"I don't know yet."
"And the baby?"
"Your grandson should be fine. Laith missed his head kwa an inch."
"Boy?"
"Yeah."
"I'm so happy for wewe guys."
"Of course."
"Gregory Mason House. Do I hear a sense of remorse?"
"More like guilt."
"You saved her and the baby."
"And nearly killed them all the same."
"Honey,...
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posted by thirteen_times
“Is this…” Spencer paused. Her voice was a throaty whisper. “Is this all we’ll ever have?” Remy’s eyes met hers. “Do wewe want more?” Remy asked.
Suddenly Spencer’s face became like a child’s full of tenderness and vulnerability. In that moment that followed Remy felt a bond to her like nothing else. For a long while they sat without speaking. They stared silently at their intertwined hands.
“I upendo you” Spencer alisema softly. Remy grew very still. Spencer couldn’t see her face.
“Remy?” She lifted her chin. “Look at me”
Her eyes told her all she needed to know. As they sat there in the faded light of dusk, they both believed in happiness.
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 13 - Bad luck! Maybe not so bad –

After such a night, with so many emotions, Cuddy was still shaking. The kiss! Feeling him so close... his smell... his touch! She knew that the inayofuata siku had to come, even though she rather stayed in that night forever. Dealing with him was inevitable; after all, he was her employee.

She made sure nothing she needed was left behind; grabbed her car keys and headed out. Her metallic silver Lexus was waiting for the usual ride to the hospital.

She drove for three dakika before the rain started. Three dakika later and the droplets crashed against car as...
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posted by TheHiddenCane
posted the first chapter sometime ago... gave up because I didn't really like the story anymore (it was my first ever, fair to say I've evolved since then) but I read the whole thing again and I actually like it!

Hope wewe do too!


The mirror.

The ride nyumbani passed in silence, and after Wilson pulled up to House’ apartment and they exchanged goodnights, they parted ways.

House didn’t feel like sleeping. He made his way to his apartment and crossed the distance to the bathroom, tossing his cane aside somewhere halfway.

That stupid dream again… he hated that defenceless feeling, that total lack...
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Okay, so this is quite old and was the first drabble i had ever written before. Enjoy! :D

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She told him there was no way that he could make her smile.

He smirked and walked out of her office, telling her he would be back after lunch to prove her wrong.

She just rolled her eyes and went back to her work.

It was a bet.

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The brush of his hand against hers as he took a file from her.

The way his blue eyes had a familiar way of piercing through hers, kusoma her very soul.

The expression on his face as he...
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posted by TheHiddenCane
Gregory House passed away on a rainy September afternoon after falling asleep on the kitanda and not waking up again; he'd been sighted limping through the corridors of the Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital for eleven years, and now the steady thud of his trusty cane would never haunt another man again.

The good news? It wasn't liver-failure, a drug overdose, a moyo attack, a bike accident, a gunshot... it was life.

Wilson, who kwa then had found another girlfriend and had moved in with her, found him. He called 911 and vaguely heard an EMT call time of death as his world spun around him...
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He'd always known it... always.

He wasn't meant to die of natural causes: after all, what kind of diagnostic genius wanted to die of something as plain as a moyo attack au organ failure? Why, after years of solving medical mysteries with him, would his employees have to stand in front of his mother and explain that he basically died because 'it quit'?

Liver, heart, kidneys... whatever. Maybe the good old leg decided to rebel again and leave him with a stump... he could even see the siku that he'd wake up with neon yellow eyes and feel the need to hide this stylish new feature under sunglasses...
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posted by HouseAddict87
Chapter 2: Secrets Untold
Five o’clock rolled around and Cuddy asked House and Thirteen to step into her office. She held out Thirteen’s file and began to speak to her fellow doctors/estranged family.
“Dr. Hadley you’re probably wondering why we have called wewe in to meet with us.”
“I’m not getting fired am I?”
“No that’s not what this is about. Dr. House and I have some important news we need to tell wewe and talk to wewe about.”
“Good. I just new wewe called me in here to moto me.”
“Not today.” House said.
“Dr. Hadley when Dr. House and I were in college we had a relationship...
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posted by Irene3691
House and Cuddy board the plane to go back to New Jersey and go on with their lives, but this time something has changed since the last time they were there, and they hope it last. This has been the vacation they've enjoyed most, but the worst part of it, has been the flights, which usually were very long.
‘Hmmm cards, bathroom... This time we have to try something new to make time go faster.’
House chuckles. ‘I think we've done everything that can be done on a plane...’
After two hours they’re still the same way, so bored. ‘Water, water and zaidi water... Nice views.’ Says Cuddy...
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Things for Cuddy just hadn’t been going very well lately. Since Cameron bailed, Cuddy was having a hard time. She really couldn’t blame Cameron though, it wasn’t her fault. She had done a great job with everything, even House, but she was right, Cuddy was the only one for the job. Even though she had been having a rough week at work, things hadn’t been nearly as bad as they were about to get. She knew that the current medical examiner had retired, that’s why she had hired a new one two weeks ago. What she hadn’t known was that he had taken a vacation in Mexico the week after she...
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It was about nine o' clock, and the clinic hours had finally come to a close for the stressed out sadist. The little taps of children's feet faulted, but surely came back as the sound of a door opened as well. All the children and krisimasi volunteers had left, leaving only the miserable adults in the hospital of Princeton-Plainsboro.
    Thirteen, Foreman, Kutner, and Taub were sitting down on their chairs, playing with Candy canes and sometimes working with the files that laid silently on the dawati in front of them. House limped his way over to his team, sucking on a lollipop...
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Chapter 5: And the risk that might break you’s the one that would save

“Could wewe believe that?” Kutner asked as they walked across the parking lot. “Harvey Dent, turning to evil all because he Lost Rachel.”
    
“I think it’s an understandable reaction,” Thirteen said.
    
“Killing people?” Kutner asked. “Seriously?”
    
“No, I mean not wanting to be alive anymore,” Thirteen alisema quickly.
    
“I was going to say,” Kutner said. “Bruce Wayne didn’t turn to evil.”
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posted by zubeerfaan
a/n sorry for my spelling i an from iceland soo..


Cuddy and wilson were still halfasleep . as the
were walking people kept looking at
them and giving them funny looks .

House kept giggling and cuddy and Wilson were
getting innoyed

“WHAT!!?? “ cuddy finally snapped

“umm Cuddles wewe have a little something there”
house alisema as she pointed on cuddies face

“HOUSE what did wewe do” Wilson alisema as he started
to wake up and saw the moustache on cuddies face

Cuddy walked as quickly as she could to the

nearest bathroom and started rubbing it off.

House and Wilson went to the bathroom to and
Wilson...
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Okay, so i wrote this a while zamani and i ilitumwa it over at ff.net. House may be a little 00C, but i tend to get slightly carried away when i write Huddy fics. :) So here it is, some pure Huddy fluff.

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“Damn it!”

House rummaged around his desk, cursing to himself. He couldn’t for the life of him remember where he had left his medical journal. Opening and closing the drawers around him roughly, he made a mental note to never have Cameron re-organise his dawati again.

Sighing in frustration he leant back in his chair and let his eyes scan his office....
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CHAPTER 6 GOOD NEWS? BAD NEWS?

Cuddy couldn’t stay in her kitanda any longer; she hopped out at 5am and got dressed in flash and headed to the hospital. She didn’t even eat breakfast, she went to her office, what would she do? She had promised Wilson they’d see them together but he didn’t come in till 7. She could eat; no she was too nervous, she sat at her dawati uandishi meaningless things on meaningless pieces of paper. Nothing like that mattered when in just an saa she would find out whether she could save her best friend’s, no the upendo of her life’s life. She fiddled and she wrote,...
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