Right guys, tried to make it so this was Cuddy doing some payback, but it kind of backfired and didn’t work out that way. Hope it still works though…
Cuddy sat down on her sofa shakily, ‘Blooming heck!’ she thought. House had definitely pulled one amazing stunt just then, and Cuddy felt her resolve begin to soften, wanting nothing zaidi than to barge into the clinic, shove him against the ukuta and kiss him so hard he would forget all about the ‘game’ he was playing. Not very likely, thought Cuddy, and then her wicked side came out to play: House isn’t going to know what hit him, she thought with an evil grin.
House was very pleased as to how well he had pulled off stage 1, and was preparing himself for stage 2; he was going to let her know about the bets Chase had undoubtedly began about them, that would really piss her off, and then she would get mad at him, and then he could use his well thought up line: “You weren’t saying this last night, au in the clinic for that matter!” just loud enough to freak her out, thinking others had heard, but not loud enough so they could actually hear it. He grinned to himself, knowing that he was going to have one pissed off Cuddy right where he wanted her later.
Cuddy knew that House must have something else up his sleeve, and she wasn’t about to give in to him … yet.
House saw Cuddy marching towards him and smiled, knowing that his plan was going to work. She looked about ready to break, and House was going to enjoy watching her defences crumble. He then realised that for his plan to work they had to be in a room (preferably her office) and not out in the corridor, and so tried to think on his feet to come up with a new idea.
Cuddy saw the flicker of doubt kuvuka, msalaba his face and then put her plan in to action, knowing his eyes were focused on her and only her. She swung her hips a little more, shoulders back, boobs out. She saw his eyes widen and smiled a massive smile as she reached him, taking him kwa the arm and leading him to her office, thinking that she was in fact helping her plan, not his.
“Ah! Help! Dr Cuddy is kidnapping me!” House yelled startling her as she pushed him in front of her through her office door.
“You.” She began. “Have been an extra pain in the a$$ today, and as punishment wewe aren’t getting anymore ‘sugar’.” She stuck her tongue out and buttoned up her blouse to the top, watching the distraught look kuvuka, msalaba his face, only to be replaced kwa a wicked grin:
“Ah, but that also means wewe won’t be getting any of this, and I don’t think wewe will make it. But if that’s my punishment then that’s what it has to be, at least now I actually have to use my imagination to get a picture of the twins.” He snarked, turning around to leave and then adding: “Oh, and kwa the way, the bets have started again.” Before she could get a word in, leaving her office before she could reply.
Cuddy was furious, firstly because her plan to make House cave first had failed miserably and she had the feeling that she had played right into his hands, and secondly because Chase’s bets had begun again (according to House) and she knew instinctively that it was about her ad House, and that meant he had told someone, probably Wilson about their date, and Cuddy felt slightly put out kwa that as she thought it was a private matter between the two of them. She didn’t care that Wilson was House’s friend, she thought House got that she didn’t want her personal life to be the water baridi talk around the hospital. So, she went in tafuta of Wilson to do some digging.
House sat in his office, pleased as ngumi, punch that he had managed to out manoeuvre Cuddy, although disappointed that he could not slip his line in somewhere. He had seen that she was about ready to cave, and wanted so much to push her over the edge and was thinking of ways to do it when Cuddy walked kwa his office with Wilson. House was intrigued, and wondered what she was up to. Was she getting Wilson’s help to make him cave? Nah, he didn’t think so. Was she trying to get information on him? Nope, she knew all she had to do was ask. Then it hit him, she’s going to subtly grill Wilson to see what House told him about them and their date. House smiled to himself knowing that Wilson only knew that they went on a date, and that it was killing him that he didn’t know more. He knew that Wilson would try to get Cuddy to let something slip, and he also knew that this could be exactly the thing to crumble her final defences. He smiled to himself and prayed that it would.
After talking to Wilson, the tarehe was going round and round in Cuddy’s head. She had discovered that Wilson knew only that they had been out. He had tried to get her to let something slip, and in doing so, it had encouraged her brain to think about it. She had left Wilson half an saa zamani and yet she still couldn’t get the date, the feel of his kiss and the taste of him out of her head. She was high on House.
House was in his office doing air kinanda to his muziki when Cuddy walked by. The sight of him totally engrossed in the muziki and his finger travelling so quickly over the imaginary keys catching her attention so completely that she stopped dead in front of the glass, watching him ‘play’.
At the sound of the door opening, House stopped and opened his eyes to see Cuddy standing in the doorway. He paused the muziki giving her a questioning look along with a grin.
“Dr Cuddy, so nice to see you. Business au pleasure?” He joked, not expecting her to answer.
“Pleasure.” She replied with a cheeky grin. He gulped.
“Well, well, well…” He grinned. “I see your little chat with Wilson made wewe a little frisky! I don’t mind being the one to do his dirty work, at least not with you.” He snarked with a grin, his eyes roaming over her body, watching her reaction. She just gave him a ‘shut the hell up’ look and she took a step towards him, hoping he would do the same. He took one step mbele and the she closed the gap, pulling his head down to hers, kissing him softly on the lips. He reacted straight away, but then his pager went off.
“Crap!” He said, breaking away from her to check it. “I’ve got to take this.” he said, pointing at the phone as it rang. “Yes, uh-huh, will do. She’s right here actually.” He said, handing the phone to Cuddy who had been too busy staring at him to notice the phone he was holding out to her. He came round to her and placed the phone in her hand, touching her hand softly as he did so.
Administrator Cuddy came back into action as she heard the voice in the other end of the phone. House watched her as she talked, loving everything about her. When she came off the phone they both began:
“So-”
“Ok-” They both stopped and then House continued:
“I do believe I was correct, wewe were the one that came to me.” He alisema with a smug grin.
“Well, wewe did play your hand very, very well.” She replied with a smile.
“What wewe doing tonight?” He asked suddenly, and harshly, demanding an answer.
He seemed unsure of how she would answer.
“Hopefully, riding a sexy doctor’s –”
“BIG cane?” he offered with a grin, making her laugh.
“Well, that would depend on which doctor it was, wouldn’t it.” She snarked back.
“Guys, we are all needed in the ER now.” Wilson alisema as he burst into the room, very bad crash again.
House and Cuddy were in the ER treating patient, shooting snarky maoni and appreciative looks at each other. When they were done, and it was ‘home time’, they ‘accidentaly’ met in the car park.
“So, what are wewe doing tonight then Cuddy?” House asked with a grin.
“Well, that all depends on wewe now doesn’t it?”
“Follow me.” He stated, limping towards his motorbike.
“Where are we going?”
“Somewhere less … public.”
“Well, well, well, was that a proposition Dr House?” She replied with a laugh.
“I suppose it was, here’s another for good measure: your place au mine?”
“House, I may seem easy, but I’m not that easy.” She replied somewhat amused.
“I never alisema wewe were, but I am.” He shot back, and she laughed with him.
“Mine.” She whispered after their laughter subsided, watching his facial expression change to one of shock.
“What?! Were wewe only kidding about that?”
“No, I was being serious, I just didn’t think wewe would actually take me up on the offer.” He replied honestly.
“Well, wewe must have been a lot zaidi charming than wewe thought.” She said, winking at him, causing him to laugh and she watched as his eyes crinkled up and then he shot back: “Well, I am a super Luuuurve Doctor, so it was only a matter of time.”
They were interrupted kwa Cindy, Cuddy’s secretary who had something very important to talk to her about:
“There wewe are Dr Cuddy. I’ve been looking all over for you! Mr Thomson, the donor, is here and he demanded to speak to wewe right away.”
“OK, thanks Cindy, I will be there in a minute, go and give him a cup of chai and I will be there soon.”
Cuddy looked at House apologetically as Cindy left. “I guess, it will have to wait.” She alisema with a slightly sad smile.
“No problem, I have some files to do anyway.” He replied.
“You’re going to voluntarily do them? Now? So wewe can wait?” She asked, unsure if he was kidding.
“What a trade off, I do some files for an saa au so and then I get some sugar.” He alisema with a massive grin, leaving her to deal with Mr Thomson.
House went back to his office, and did some files, and then played his gameboy, until Wilson came into his office.
“What are wewe still doing here?” wewe don’t have a case.” Wilson said, surprized that his friend was still here.
“Just leaving.” He replied, collecting his things. He had gotten numerous other looks like Wilson’s and didn’t want to arouse suspicion, he wanted to arouse something else (well, SOMEONE else) and to be allowed to do so, he knew he would have to keep up his routine.
As he was leaving, House phoned Cuddy’s direct line:
“Hi, just to say I had to leave, my still being here aroused some suspicion. We can sort it out another time. wewe owe me now, I did all my files, so do I get a reward?” He asked with a smile.
“Yeah, sure, will get back to wewe as soon as possible.” She replied.
“You know, Administrator Cuddy always does know exactly what to say to get me to do what she wants.” He joked and laughed softly. He could hear the smile in her voice as she ended the call.
Cuddy sat down on her sofa shakily, ‘Blooming heck!’ she thought. House had definitely pulled one amazing stunt just then, and Cuddy felt her resolve begin to soften, wanting nothing zaidi than to barge into the clinic, shove him against the ukuta and kiss him so hard he would forget all about the ‘game’ he was playing. Not very likely, thought Cuddy, and then her wicked side came out to play: House isn’t going to know what hit him, she thought with an evil grin.
House was very pleased as to how well he had pulled off stage 1, and was preparing himself for stage 2; he was going to let her know about the bets Chase had undoubtedly began about them, that would really piss her off, and then she would get mad at him, and then he could use his well thought up line: “You weren’t saying this last night, au in the clinic for that matter!” just loud enough to freak her out, thinking others had heard, but not loud enough so they could actually hear it. He grinned to himself, knowing that he was going to have one pissed off Cuddy right where he wanted her later.
Cuddy knew that House must have something else up his sleeve, and she wasn’t about to give in to him … yet.
House saw Cuddy marching towards him and smiled, knowing that his plan was going to work. She looked about ready to break, and House was going to enjoy watching her defences crumble. He then realised that for his plan to work they had to be in a room (preferably her office) and not out in the corridor, and so tried to think on his feet to come up with a new idea.
Cuddy saw the flicker of doubt kuvuka, msalaba his face and then put her plan in to action, knowing his eyes were focused on her and only her. She swung her hips a little more, shoulders back, boobs out. She saw his eyes widen and smiled a massive smile as she reached him, taking him kwa the arm and leading him to her office, thinking that she was in fact helping her plan, not his.
“Ah! Help! Dr Cuddy is kidnapping me!” House yelled startling her as she pushed him in front of her through her office door.
“You.” She began. “Have been an extra pain in the a$$ today, and as punishment wewe aren’t getting anymore ‘sugar’.” She stuck her tongue out and buttoned up her blouse to the top, watching the distraught look kuvuka, msalaba his face, only to be replaced kwa a wicked grin:
“Ah, but that also means wewe won’t be getting any of this, and I don’t think wewe will make it. But if that’s my punishment then that’s what it has to be, at least now I actually have to use my imagination to get a picture of the twins.” He snarked, turning around to leave and then adding: “Oh, and kwa the way, the bets have started again.” Before she could get a word in, leaving her office before she could reply.
Cuddy was furious, firstly because her plan to make House cave first had failed miserably and she had the feeling that she had played right into his hands, and secondly because Chase’s bets had begun again (according to House) and she knew instinctively that it was about her ad House, and that meant he had told someone, probably Wilson about their date, and Cuddy felt slightly put out kwa that as she thought it was a private matter between the two of them. She didn’t care that Wilson was House’s friend, she thought House got that she didn’t want her personal life to be the water baridi talk around the hospital. So, she went in tafuta of Wilson to do some digging.
House sat in his office, pleased as ngumi, punch that he had managed to out manoeuvre Cuddy, although disappointed that he could not slip his line in somewhere. He had seen that she was about ready to cave, and wanted so much to push her over the edge and was thinking of ways to do it when Cuddy walked kwa his office with Wilson. House was intrigued, and wondered what she was up to. Was she getting Wilson’s help to make him cave? Nah, he didn’t think so. Was she trying to get information on him? Nope, she knew all she had to do was ask. Then it hit him, she’s going to subtly grill Wilson to see what House told him about them and their date. House smiled to himself knowing that Wilson only knew that they went on a date, and that it was killing him that he didn’t know more. He knew that Wilson would try to get Cuddy to let something slip, and he also knew that this could be exactly the thing to crumble her final defences. He smiled to himself and prayed that it would.
After talking to Wilson, the tarehe was going round and round in Cuddy’s head. She had discovered that Wilson knew only that they had been out. He had tried to get her to let something slip, and in doing so, it had encouraged her brain to think about it. She had left Wilson half an saa zamani and yet she still couldn’t get the date, the feel of his kiss and the taste of him out of her head. She was high on House.
House was in his office doing air kinanda to his muziki when Cuddy walked by. The sight of him totally engrossed in the muziki and his finger travelling so quickly over the imaginary keys catching her attention so completely that she stopped dead in front of the glass, watching him ‘play’.
At the sound of the door opening, House stopped and opened his eyes to see Cuddy standing in the doorway. He paused the muziki giving her a questioning look along with a grin.
“Dr Cuddy, so nice to see you. Business au pleasure?” He joked, not expecting her to answer.
“Pleasure.” She replied with a cheeky grin. He gulped.
“Well, well, well…” He grinned. “I see your little chat with Wilson made wewe a little frisky! I don’t mind being the one to do his dirty work, at least not with you.” He snarked with a grin, his eyes roaming over her body, watching her reaction. She just gave him a ‘shut the hell up’ look and she took a step towards him, hoping he would do the same. He took one step mbele and the she closed the gap, pulling his head down to hers, kissing him softly on the lips. He reacted straight away, but then his pager went off.
“Crap!” He said, breaking away from her to check it. “I’ve got to take this.” he said, pointing at the phone as it rang. “Yes, uh-huh, will do. She’s right here actually.” He said, handing the phone to Cuddy who had been too busy staring at him to notice the phone he was holding out to her. He came round to her and placed the phone in her hand, touching her hand softly as he did so.
Administrator Cuddy came back into action as she heard the voice in the other end of the phone. House watched her as she talked, loving everything about her. When she came off the phone they both began:
“So-”
“Ok-” They both stopped and then House continued:
“I do believe I was correct, wewe were the one that came to me.” He alisema with a smug grin.
“Well, wewe did play your hand very, very well.” She replied with a smile.
“What wewe doing tonight?” He asked suddenly, and harshly, demanding an answer.
He seemed unsure of how she would answer.
“Hopefully, riding a sexy doctor’s –”
“BIG cane?” he offered with a grin, making her laugh.
“Well, that would depend on which doctor it was, wouldn’t it.” She snarked back.
“Guys, we are all needed in the ER now.” Wilson alisema as he burst into the room, very bad crash again.
House and Cuddy were in the ER treating patient, shooting snarky maoni and appreciative looks at each other. When they were done, and it was ‘home time’, they ‘accidentaly’ met in the car park.
“So, what are wewe doing tonight then Cuddy?” House asked with a grin.
“Well, that all depends on wewe now doesn’t it?”
“Follow me.” He stated, limping towards his motorbike.
“Where are we going?”
“Somewhere less … public.”
“Well, well, well, was that a proposition Dr House?” She replied with a laugh.
“I suppose it was, here’s another for good measure: your place au mine?”
“House, I may seem easy, but I’m not that easy.” She replied somewhat amused.
“I never alisema wewe were, but I am.” He shot back, and she laughed with him.
“Mine.” She whispered after their laughter subsided, watching his facial expression change to one of shock.
“What?! Were wewe only kidding about that?”
“No, I was being serious, I just didn’t think wewe would actually take me up on the offer.” He replied honestly.
“Well, wewe must have been a lot zaidi charming than wewe thought.” She said, winking at him, causing him to laugh and she watched as his eyes crinkled up and then he shot back: “Well, I am a super Luuuurve Doctor, so it was only a matter of time.”
They were interrupted kwa Cindy, Cuddy’s secretary who had something very important to talk to her about:
“There wewe are Dr Cuddy. I’ve been looking all over for you! Mr Thomson, the donor, is here and he demanded to speak to wewe right away.”
“OK, thanks Cindy, I will be there in a minute, go and give him a cup of chai and I will be there soon.”
Cuddy looked at House apologetically as Cindy left. “I guess, it will have to wait.” She alisema with a slightly sad smile.
“No problem, I have some files to do anyway.” He replied.
“You’re going to voluntarily do them? Now? So wewe can wait?” She asked, unsure if he was kidding.
“What a trade off, I do some files for an saa au so and then I get some sugar.” He alisema with a massive grin, leaving her to deal with Mr Thomson.
House went back to his office, and did some files, and then played his gameboy, until Wilson came into his office.
“What are wewe still doing here?” wewe don’t have a case.” Wilson said, surprized that his friend was still here.
“Just leaving.” He replied, collecting his things. He had gotten numerous other looks like Wilson’s and didn’t want to arouse suspicion, he wanted to arouse something else (well, SOMEONE else) and to be allowed to do so, he knew he would have to keep up his routine.
As he was leaving, House phoned Cuddy’s direct line:
“Hi, just to say I had to leave, my still being here aroused some suspicion. We can sort it out another time. wewe owe me now, I did all my files, so do I get a reward?” He asked with a smile.
“Yeah, sure, will get back to wewe as soon as possible.” She replied.
“You know, Administrator Cuddy always does know exactly what to say to get me to do what she wants.” He joked and laughed softly. He could hear the smile in her voice as she ended the call.
