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Okay, as a warning this chapter is a bit heavy with heartfelt talks and thinking. Normally, we would see all these emotions, explanations, etc in the awesome facial expressions of our wonderful cast, but in nghề viết văn I have to put it all in words. I also was watching past seasons and have seen how well the writers built up their relationship to the final moment of season six. I hope to explain some of these observations in the conversations in this chapter. I promise to return to fun and thêm humor in the tiếp theo chapter! I’ll post the tiếp theo one soon. I wanted to get something up for everyone!
As always I don’t own House, but I have a great set of miếng bò hầm, bít tết knives I’d trade David bờ biển and cáo, fox for the privilege of ownership….
“It’s About Time”
House shut the door and stood there quietly, trying to pick up any of his team’s conversation. He heard them mumble some things he couldn’t make out before they all left the apartment hallway. He knew they thought he had gone back on drugs. He could see it in their eyes that they all thought he was high. He sensed a small lack of denial in Chase, but Foreman and Taub were convinced House had slid backwards. House didn’t know why what they thought even bothered him now. Maybe he was hoping for a bit thêm faith, but then again, he hadn’t done anything to build that faith up in the past six years.
Shaking his head he stepped back from the door. He’d deal with that later. In the meantime, he had Cuddy in the back bedroom. Yeah, he’d deal with that much later.
“It’s safe!” House called out. He began to walk towards the bedroom. “They’re gone. I don’t think…” His voice trailed off as walked into the bedroom, stopping cold. Cuddy was standing on the far side of the bed, wrapped in his bedsheet. Her hair was messy and even without an ounce of makeup she was just about the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. And she was standing naked in his bedroom. He made a mental note to send Dr. Nolan an apology and a thank bạn note. And here he had decided all that effort was for nothing. He smiled at her. “Hmmmmm. What was I saying?”
“They didn’t see me,” she said, smiling shyly back. “I grabbed the sheet and rolled onto the floor and under the giường when I heard bạn call out Foreman’s name. Thanks.”
“No problem,” he replied.
“Well, I know how badly bạn probably wanted to shout this from the balcony. So thank you,” she ducked her head.
House crossed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her head. “That was different. I was different,” he whispered. “I’m sorry for that one. Definitely out of line.” He felt her relax. “You decide when we go public.”
Cuddy laid her head on his chest. “Thank you.”
“Okay, then, unless bạn want me to ravish bạn again you’d better get some clothes on and come eat.” He stepped back. “I’m okay with the ravishing, however….”
Cuddy laughed. “I’m starving and I need to actually get into the hospital this afternoon for a board meeting at 3.”
“Damn,” House laughed. “Oh well, let’s eat.” He grabbed a tshirt from the same chair where he had found his pants earlier and walked out, leaving Cuddy to dress in private.
A few phút later she padded into the phòng bếp, nhà bếp in her bare feet. She had found a pair of sweat pants she had rolled up to capris and had put the Journey tshirt back on, although it was now knotted at her waist. She looked adorable and House couldn’t help but reaching for her and placing soft kisses along her lips. It was amazing that even though this all felt so new and exciting to House and Cuddy, it still didn’t feel awkward hoặc weird. They knew each other so well and it was as though they had finally just slipped into step together instead of one always being ahead hoặc behind the other.
“Okay, food,” House suddenly đã đưa ý kiến and pushed Cuddy away from him. “Stop trying to take advantage of me again, Dr. Cuddy.”
Cuddy rolled her eyes and they heaped their plates with food.
Wilson had just walked his patient to the elevator when his phone rang. He looked at caller ID and smiled as he answered. “Still blissfully happy hoặc have bạn ruined it already?” he asked.
“Still blissfully happy,” House responded. “Amazingly. Of course, all of this is rather amazing, but I’m rolling with it.”
Wilson had nothing to say. This was the House he had tried for many years to create and Cuddy had been able to do it five short hours. “That’s great, House. Really.”
“Yeah,” House đã đưa ý kiến quietly. “Hey, listen. We want to keep it quiet so if bạn could…”
“Not shout the news from the balcony in the lobby?”
House winced at the memory. “Yeah, pretty much.”
“I won’t even whisper about it in the cafeteria.”
“What are your plans?”
“Well, we thought we’d plan a fall wedding, buy a big house and start having kids right away,” House responded.
“Wha—what?” Wilson sputtered.
“Gotcha,” House snarked. “It’s almost too easy, Wilson.”
“Cuddy’s going to the hospital this afternoon. Some board meeting. I don’t have any cases so I’m just going to stay here then I don’t know.” House paused. “I guess I’ll call…Lisa…and see what’s she’s doing after work.”
Both men paused at how domestic that sentence had sounded. Wilson didn’t even know how to respond. House helped him out, “But then again I’ll probably just break into her house and wait for her naked in bed.” He laughed.
Wilson laughed too. “Don’t scare her nanny. Good luck!”
“See ya,” House đã đưa ý kiến then he hung up.
Wilson smiled again. He went back to his office and grabbed his áo, áo khoác and keys. He was heading trang chủ too. The hospital was quiet. Most of the staff who could had gone trang chủ once the emergency was over. The tiếp theo shift had come in and things were almost still. Wilson looked at his watch. It was 2:45p. Maybe he’d take the time to go see how Cuddy was.
Cuddy straightened her dark màu hồng, hồng blazer and smoothed out her matching skirt. She had only a few phút to grab her notes and look at emails before she had to get to the board meeting. She had raced trang chủ from House’s apartment to shower, change and hold Rachel for a while. bến du thuyền, bến tàu, marina had things well under control, but told her she needed to be gone bởi 6pm that evening. Cuddy promised her she’d be back sooner than that. The meeting would last an giờ and then Cuddy would go straight home. She was exhausted. Excited and happy, but exhausted. She felt like she would collapse at any second. She leaned over and raced through the emails, đọc only those of the 250 that would have something to do with the upcoming meeting. She was typing a quick response to the last one when her office doors opened. Looking up, she smiled, embarrassed, when she saw Wilson walk in. Wilson had seen a whole lot thêm of his boss that morning and would have seen even thêm if House hadn’t been so quick with the sheet. Cuddy looked back down and clicked the send button before straightening back up.
“Hey,” she đã đưa ý kiến to Wilson, grabbing the stack of notes she had prepared the morning before. It had been only 30 hours cách đây but it seemed as though a lifetime had passed.
“Hey,” he responded, sitting down in the chair across from her desk.
Cuddy đã đưa ý kiến nothing as she looked through her notes. Wilson finally broke the silence. “What a night, eh?”
Cuddy looked at him to gauge the meaning behind that phrase. She saw nothing but shared happiness. “Yeah, what a night.” Cuddy came around the bàn and sat on the edge, facing Wilson. “I broke it off with Lucas before…” she đã đưa ý kiến awkwardly.
Wilson raised his eyebrows. This was even thêm serious than he thought. He had been under the initial impression that the two had ended up together out of mutual comfort for the trauma they had shared. He knew that wouldn’t have been the smartest thing, but he had been so happy to see them finally together he hadn’t cared how it had transpired. “Wow,” he said. “So it’s over with Lucas?”
“Yeah,” Cuddy đã đưa ý kiến quietly. “He moved out this morning. We are going to let the new house go.”
More quiet filled the room. Wilson đã đưa ý kiến nothing.
“You should have seen him, Wilson. Heard him,” she said. She saw Wilson’s look of confusion. She sat down on the chair tiếp theo to Wilson. “House. Greg. House. I had ripped him a new one. Seriously, ripped him one. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t even his fault entirely. But he just took it. He didn’t retaliate. He didn’t yell.” She caught her breath and looked away. “And then he spoke with Hannah. The girl who died. And he was so honest. Open.” The tears then pooled up. Wilson grabbed a Kleenex from a box on Cuddy’s bàn and handed it to her. “He admitted to making a mistake when he didn’t cut his leg off.” She nodded when she saw Wilson’s surprise. “He…” she couldn’t continue and instead dabbed at her eyes. Wilson gave her the time she needed. She finally continued. “He performed the amputation. He talked her through it and then got in the xe cứu thương with her. He….cared.”
“You’ve always known he could,” Wilson stated.
“Yeah, but it’s been so long since I’ve seen it.” She shook her head. “But the thing that got me was the look he gave me as he closed the xe cứu thương doors. He looked so hopeless. So destroyed.” She paused before going on. “I’ve always loved him,” she looked at Wilson.
“I know,” he replied softly.
“And when I saw his face, his eyes, I knew, I had to stop trying to not tình yêu him. He’s been trying so hard, Wilson, but I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. I kept waiting for him to fail. But that whole experience, everything, showed me how wrong I was. If I tình yêu him I should be waiting for him to succeed. I went trang chủ and told Lucas.”
Wilson nodded silently. He gave Cuddy a moment to wipe her eyes.
“He was ready to change everything in order to win bạn when he still didn’t know he had hallucinated everything,” Wilson finally said.
Cuddy looked up at him. She clearly had not heard this part before. Wilson nodded.
“He came to talk to me about what he should do. He had decided to just be with bạn and stop the games. He was willing to do what he needed to do.” Wilson cringed. He now had to confess. “I actually told him to go get bạn really angry so you’d have to talk to him.” Wilson held up his hands in defense. “I didn’t know he’d do that whole scene on the balcony. Sorry.”
Cuddy was over it. She shook her head. “Well. I guess it was good he did that because it led to him realizing it was all a hallucination.” She then caught a glance at her tường clock in the corner of her eye. “Oh, dammit. It’s 3 o’clock. I’m late.” She took a last wipe of her eyes and hoped she didn’t look too exhausted. Oh, well, she thought. She had a good excuse to look this way, even without the fact that she had spent the morning making tình yêu to the Head of the Diagnostics Department. She stood up. “I need to go.”
Wilson stood with her. “Well, for what it’s worth, I think it’s great bạn two are finally trying this.” He put his hand on her arm.
Cuddy smiled an honest, full smile. She remembered the relief of finally being honest with House. She thought of his smile as he realized she truly loved him despite everything else. She looked at Wilson. “I am, too, Wilson. I am, too.”
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