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posted by ApplePie1890
hey!!! i wanna thank wewe for all of your lovely comments, that really gave me courage while uandishi this sekunde chapter.
my story isn't beta-ed so i'm sorry if it's loaded with grammatical mistakes. SORRY ! :D

ENJOY !



House peeked into the Obs/Gyn lounge, then entered, quickly closing the door, and headed towards the kitanda in front of the big plasma TV screen .
"Soap time ???"
"Jesus, Lilia, were wewe planning to give me a moyo attack ?"
She was sitting behind a dawati facing her laptop; she was wearing scrubs.
"What are wewe doing here? Aren't wewe supposed to be in the au ? either that, au wewe have funny sense of fashion.."
"yes , but surgery is in 20 minutes, and I just needed to go over some details."
He stepped closer to her, and looked at the screen with a frown.
"hmmm, I didn't know that the princetonlocal.com provided information about caesarean sections."
"hey! They invented tabs in the explorer wewe know" she alisema that while switching to the medical site with the needed information. "I just opened the PL, I needed to relax"
"aha, weird.."
"I know! I was as surprised as wewe when I discovered that there is other websites than porn all over the internet."
"your sense of humor needs therapy. Anyway, what relaxation comes from chatting with strangers most of them are psychos and serial killers?"
"I don't chat with Jack the Slaughter, they are all my Marafiki that I knew since primary school here in Princeton, wewe should try it sometimes, wewe know chatting, even with strangers can be useful sometimes, I always thought that serial killers and misanthropies are meant for each other !"
"Ha-ha very funny!"
"Seriously, just try it, ok I've got to run now, see ya."
She left, with her eyes sparkling, oh yes, she's gonna have so much fun in here, she looked at her watch, she still have 15 dakika before the surgery begun.
"Am I interrupting?"
Wilson was in his office, going over some patient file. When he heard her voice he lifted his head smiling.
"No, not at all. Already scrubbing in? After only half an saa since wewe started work? Pretty impressive."
"I still have fifteen minutes, I just wanted to ask a question, what's the hell is going on between House and Cuddy"
"Oh, the eternal question! I believe that even the both have no clue, and they are both thick-headed, and as stubborn as a mule."
"so there is something going on."
"yeah, they kissed last month, when the first adoption had failed, I tried then to make them admit their feelings, but they are both so screwed up that I decided to let go."
"WOW, and when wewe were planning on telling me THAT?!"
"sorry, did I mess with your matchmaking evil plans?"
"On the contrary, I'm thinking about hiring wewe as my assistant." She alisema grining.
"Oh no, I know that grin, but wewe have to go now, I'll see at diner."
"ok, bye unlce Jim."



7:45 PM, Wilson's place
"You are getting better James with these raviolis, I still can't forget last time when I had to drink a bucket of water." alisema Laura Wilson while washing the dishes.
"Hey, some respect, they were a little salty, so what? And kwa the way, nobody told wewe to eat the whole plate."
"Oh no, my little brother always needs some support."
"well, today I thought twice and counted till ten before putting the first ravioli into my mouth, no need to take chances." alisema Lilia while putting the left-over into the refrigerator.
"Oh my god, no zaidi cooking for wewe two"
When the jikoni was clean again (since all the Wilsons are Cleaning-Obsessed as House likes to call them) and the chai was ready, they all sat in the living room chatting happily, when suddenly Wilson asked The Question:
"so Niece, what's your plan?"
"Am I missing something here?"
"Your daughter decided to quit medicine and take her chances in the matchmaking business. Pretty promising though"
"Oh Lilia, can't wewe just leave people alone, I mean even Greg and Lisa don't deserve to be manipulated kwa you."
"Well mom, I'm happy to let wewe know that those two are exactly the ones whom I want to mess with."
"so please, illuminate us."
"well, wewe know the social network Princetonlocal.com? I persuaded House to try and register there, and I think he's pretty convinced, I mean, the person who likes crappy soaps wouldn't mind some chit-chat over the internet."
"You must have shocked him when wewe asked him to register in some non-porn site."
"yeah, I know! Anyway, as for Cuddy, she already has a profile, believe it au not!
Remember that tarehe two years ago, the one that House crashed? Well that guy Don, She met him over the ballroom dance section, I think.."
"Cuddy told wewe about that?" asked Wilson with his eyes wide open.
"well yeah, she was devastated, and she needed a friend – a GIRL friend Uncle Jim- to confide to, but I'm not gonna tell wewe everything, she's sworn me to secrecy."
"So," alisema Laura "all wewe have to do is to know their user names and hook them up? And to think that I wasted money all these years on Med School!"
"Well, that's the plan, so what do wewe think ?"
"You watch too much sinema Niece."
"yeah, I've got the idea after I saw the Saw IV, a sweet one."
"Well. I'll help you, these two must end their games, they are getting really annoying."
As for Laura, she couldn’t stop smiling as these two idiots, they were what she lived for, and seeing them like two 5 years-old, making plans – well idiotic plans – warmed her heart. And she really couldn't deny that Greg and Lisa have some sort of spark passing between them, actually she noticed that since she met them together at Wilson's 34th birthday she had planned for him along with his two best friends.
"What do wewe say mom?"
"I spent half of my life teaching 10 years-old not to put their noses into other people's business, but what the heck ?! wewe two are the criminals, I'm the advisor, and I'll stick to that."
With Lilia satisfied with her family support, they continued their evening with the pleasantest stories, and she told them in details about the C-section she witnessed earlier that day.
posted by Belle0308
Ok, here is part two. I am trying to decide if I am going to end it here au go on one zaidi chapter.



“Yes Cuddy, something I can help wewe with that is zaidi important than a dying 45 mwaka old Marine?” House asked with a smirk on his face, glancing down to the area right below her neck as he spoke.

She thought she could speak; she wanted to prove that she could have a conversation with him that didn’t make her feel like a school girl. She really believed that if she could look into his eyes again, just stand her ground, she could shake this feeling. It just had to be a fluke.
“I…wanted...
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First of all, can I say this isn't for the majority, this is for the minority. And please read it all before wewe berate me.

Can I just start kwa saying that I am deeply saddened to see some of the reactions to the newest spoilers.

I'm not saying wewe can't feel how wewe feel, I'm not telling wewe that wewe can't be upset au mad, au use webposts as an outlet.

What I'm saying is, I'm deeply saddened kwa the few people who think it's okay to berate the show-runners, cast, crew, writers, etc. just because they're unhappy with the show. That is so sad to me. These people are doing their jobs! They don't...
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posted by made_of_awesome
Finally, the 18 saa flight was over. As Cuddy stepped out of the plane,right beside House, who had gotten out of his wheelchair and gotten his cane back, they both saw Wilson, smiling and waving, ready to pick them up.

"Hey, Wilson!" alisema Cuddy as she gave him a little hug.

"Hi," Wislon alisema back, "how was Singapore?"

"Long story," alisema House, "we'll tell wewe in the car."

"Okay then. Let's get to the baggage claim."

The walk there seemed longer than it should. House and Cuddy were looking for the right words to describe the flight back. Cuddy didn't want Wilson to worry, but House wanted to...
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Hey everybody. I hope wewe enjoy this chapter, it’s really scary, but I liked. Thanks very much for the reviews and have fun. Don’t curse me when wewe finished reading, ok! There’s gonna be zaidi chapters cause this story is really enjoying me.


A hazy light was coming from the lonely post that was vanished between the cold mist. Oh God the cold was terrible this time, mainly because of the wind that was blowing miles per hour. But the sound whispered kwa the wind was the only thing wewe could concentrate to try to sleep, it was like some magic, some magic that made the messy sound of the big...
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ok, sorry for my lack in sasisho but im trying to keep the fp on updated with the FF one…so sorry fp-ers…anyways, thanks to my beta – Iane Casey – for all the editing done to my fics…

Two's Company - Three's a Crowd

-Chapter 3-

3 Weeks Later

Cuddy had allowed Kirstin to stay with her permanently now that House knew about her. She had recently taken a week off to renovate the spare room with her daughter. Kirstin had opted for an off white with a chokaa green feature wall. House had aliyopewa her a bunch of band posters to stick up around her room; much to Cuddy’s disapproval.
On the subject...
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A 10 mwaka old kid called julio entered the hospital because of an anaphilactic shock caused kwa Karly (House's niece) and Fer (Karly's BFF).
In the ER House asked Karly "Did wewe give this kid something ?","I just gave him a karanga siagi sandwich,what's wrong?",Karly said,"This kid is allergic Karly wewe could kill him",House said,Karly didn't answer,a nurse alisema Dr.House he has something wrong,Julio was inaonyesha swine flu syptoms,13 asked Karly and Fer "Did anyone give him CPR au something?",Karly alisema "Yeah that girl Naomi who has a crush on him",Foreman went to meet Naomi a regular 10 mwaka older...
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no authors note this time

Two's Company - Three's a Crowd
-Chapter 2-

Cuddy had ordered Kirstin to unpack her stuff, put it into the spare room and wait for her return. House sat on Cuddy’s kitanda impatiently. Every few minutes, House would look around in hopes that he’d see Cuddy ready to explain this to him, but she was upstairs having a conversation with their daughter.
“What happened?” she asked as she sat on the end of the spare bed.
Kirstin broke down in tears. “He raped me, mom. RAPED ME!”
“Who, when, where, why?” Cuddy asked, scared that her daughter had ran because of what...
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Once upon a time in a faraway well organized an perfect fandom, there was a village that was controlled kwa Lord Shorefox and kwa Queen Kathleen the sixth. The only nobles who habited that village were Sir Sweetsauce and Lady Cuddles. Gossip was coming from mouth to mouth about their strange relationship.

Lady Cuddles owned large parts of the land, her father had inherited them to her because a woman wasn’t allowed to posses lands unless she was the only child of the marriage and yet she had to look for a husband. Sir Sweetsauce own a small part of the land, like all men at the time who had...
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posted by lizzie22xo
    Feelings were complicated, especially if the feelings were for him. This is how Lisa Cuddy felt. She didn’t exactly know she had feelings for him, she merely thought she just had a little infatuation with him, and when he left Michigan she’d get over her little ‘obsession’. Oh, and how wrong she was about everything. At first there was an obsession, just trying to figure him out. But, the zaidi she began to be the victim of his annoying harassments, studying him, turned into loving him.
    He finally regains his composure, and speaks.
“I arouse...
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House’s hand caressed Cuddy’s pink blushed cheek, the silence felt between them could have been cut with a knife.

Cuddy placed her hand underneath House’s white and wrinkled shirt, as she gently felt the groove of his back. Her breath was visible in the cold atmosphere of the three nyota hotel room they were both staying in. As she felt the hairs on her arms stand up because of the cold air, she pulled House’s warm and clammy chest closer to her, as House struggled to pull his loose shati of his back, even though it was minus three degrees.

“It’s cold.” Cuddy’s voice was weak,...
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"You can't possibly be my daughter." House alisema as he threw his red lollipop in the trash and sat down behind his desk.
"Why is that? wewe never slept with any black women? Especially, one who was smart and beautiful, that wewe shared a great weekend with twenty-one years ago, at a boring medical conference in Vermont." The young woman stated with a smirk as she sat down across from him.
House's eyes widened as the past started to come back to him.
"Nina Beaumont...Your Nina's daughter...." He alisema leaning his chin against his hand in thought. He looked the young woman over. Her eyes were like...
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posted by lizzie22xo
The walls of the house vibrated at the volume of the music, playing from the room-filled living room. Around fifteen college students, dance and grind in the middle of the room. Other are doing bia pong, au chugging from a keg. Lisa Cuddy on the other hand, was not doing any of those things. She’s sitting on half cution-less sofa. A still full bottle of bia in her hand, and a medical journal in the other.
“Liar.” House spoke from behind her.
“Excuse me?”
“You alisema wewe wouldn’t be here tonight.”
“Your point is?”
“You lied.”
“Everybody does.”
“What are wewe doing? This...
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posted by Sculy08
[House is awakened kwa a noise outside the bedroom window since he is such a light sleeper. House extracts himself from Cuddy's head lying on his chest and her arm strew across his abdomen. He slides out of kitanda and makes his way to Rachel's room to check on her. House enters the nursery where he see's a shadow outside the window. House walks to the crib, kitanda cha mtoto mchanga and sees she is sleeping soundly. House then limps over to the window and sees a small person running across Cuddy's backyard. House knows that he can't run to catch that person. House will be waiting tomorrow night to see if Simon shows up again....
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posted by Fabouluz
Cuddy was swaying from left to right on the hard wooden dawati chair in her dorm room; pencil in her mouth, and a blank pad of paper on juu of it’s dark mahogany finish.

There was a knock on her door, a heavy-handed knock. Ignoring it whilst she still pondered the ins and outs of kidney failure in teenage boys. However every time she was about to press the led pointed pencil down onto the bare paper, the person on the other side of the door interrupted her with the loud heavy thud on the door.

“For God’s sakes.” Cuddy muttered under her breath, before she un-curled her feet from underneath...
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posted by Sculy08
A Happy Life: Chapter 16 (6/18/09)
[The sun is setting over New Jersey. Its streams shine through the windows of House's office. House is sitting in his chair with his red ball in his hands. House's mind travels back to when he found out Cuddy had Lost Joy. How broken she looked when he went to check on her. House knew he had pushed her really hard about becoming a mother. House knew that he really hurt her that day. When she asked him why he negated everything. Why did he negate everything at that moment he didn’t know what to say. Then House looked into Cuddy's eyes and he wanted so badly...
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posted by Sculy08
A Happy Life: Chapter 6
[A week later as the sun rises over PPTH Cuddy is sleeping in a chair beside Rachel's crib. House walks into the room with 2 cups of coffee in his hands.He stands at then end of the crib, kitanda cha mtoto mchanga watching Cuddy and Rachel. Rachel opens her eyes and looks at him. The corners of her mouth curl up into a smile.]

House: Kid don’t look at me with your mommy's smile. That will get wewe anything. I just can't let mommy know that.

[He thinks back to the hallucination he had of Cuddy and how she helped him, she loved him. How she chose him to help him before going nyumbani to her happy life....
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1. 'You Cant Always Get What wewe Want'
2.'Your A Good Boss'
3. Injection Scene
4 House Goes To Cuddy's Window
5. 'You Cant Stop Our Love'
6. Cuddy Helps House In Court
7. The Bench Scene
8. Cuddy & House Wheelchair
9. 'Do wewe Like Me House?'
10. House Grabs Cuddy's punda
11. Cuddy Goes To House's When He Is Detoxing
12.Cuddy & House Talk About The Past
13. House Watches Cuddy On The Plane
14. House Examines Cuddy On The Plane
15. House See's If Cuddy Is Lying In Her Office
16. 'You Are A Conniving Woman Its A Massive Turn On'
17. 'How Long Have wewe Known Me?'
18. House vs Cuddy 19. Performance...
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posted by huddy_aimee
AN thanks for all your guys maoni and ratings...i hope wewe are enjoying this 'series'...please read and review.... PLEASE!!! XD


Cuddy had come into work, early as usual, and she recalled the talk she had, had with Wilson that night regarding the ticket to Greece...

**flashback**

"Hey, I have a ticket to go to Greece, I won't be using it, I can't be bothered going anymore, do wewe want to go instead?" he had asked.
"I don't know, I have Rachel and the hospital to look after, not to mention, House, with me gone he'd probably raze the building,"
"C'mon, Lisa, when was the last time wewe went on...
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posted by Fabouluz
House was back at the psychiatric hospital. It had been his first week alone, away from the place he had grown to loathe. Sitting in the same sofa, as his psychiatrist tapped her pen on the table, jotting short sentences down after every glance up at House’s face.

“Why don’t we start with your first week back; Do wewe think it’s going well?” House seemed reluctant to answer yet another pointless and leading swali into something deeper.

“I can say anything in here, nothing can be held against me?” House wanted reassurance that whatever he said, would never leave the old grainy...
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Comments pretty please :D

Chapter 3

Taking deep breath, House reached into his koti, jacket pocket and grabbed the familiar machungwa, chungwa perception bottle from its depths. Giving it a shake, he listened to the hollow sound of pills hitting plastic, as he stared at the short orodha of symptoms on the dry erase board in the corner. Chewing his bottom lip for a moment, he turned each piece of his most hivi karibuni puzzle over in his mind. “Tularemia…no…no she has a mild rash not an ulcer,” he alisema making a suggestion for his new patients illness then dismissing it. Mindlessly he flipped off the cap, herufi kubwa of the...
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