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House met up with Wilson one afternoon in Mayfield. He was still wearing a hospital áo choàng and was seated on a rock under a cây while looking at the ground and was playing with the nearby weed. Wilson was standing, his back facing his friend, and was watching some psych patient roam around in another ground across them.
House: She cried in front of me…
Wilson sighed and faced his friend who eventually met his stare but was still playing with the weed.
Wilson: She was scared…
House: I already told bạn not to bring her back here…
Wilson: I can’t be with her 24 hours a day. I do have my practice,...

Wilson and Cuddy found themselves in front of Foreman in Cuddy's office one afternoon. Foreman was being curious and suspicious as to where House really is.
Cuddy: We already told you, House is out the case this time.
Foreman: How come he's out?! The patient needs his diagnostics skill hoặc he'll die!
Cuddy: I’m sure he will and we will avoid that bởi bạn doing a lumbar ---
Foreman: A lumbar puncture? We already did and it came back negative. ---- Something's going on and we know it's not right and damn with the idea that you're not telling it to us!
Wilson: Foreman...
Foreman looked at Wilson as...

At the end of the day, he’d solved the case fairly quickly and was so eager to see ‘his’ woman. The woman? Her name was Dr Lisa Cuddy. Yes, his boss. Yes, someone he teased endlessly. He couldn’t get her out of his head. Everywhere he looked, she was there. Everything seemed to remind him of her. Every time a woman spoke, he heard her voice instead. Heck, it even happened when Wilson spoke to him that day. Of course, Wilson was rather shocked, and perhaps a little disturbed, bởi the way House was looking at him. But House didn’t make any snide remarks about the confused look on his...

The tiếp theo day, Lisa feels much better and Lucas comes to visit her.
‘Hi!’ Says Cuddy opening the door.
‘Hi! How are bạn feeling ?’
‘Much better, thanks.’
‘I've brought something special to you.’ He gives her a box of chocolates and she takes it.
‘Wow, thank you, but Lucas, I’ve been sick, I can’t really eat chocolates...’
‘I know, I know, they are for when bạn feel better, that’s why I’ve also brought this.’ He gives her a rose and Lisa blushes a bit while she takes it. ‘Thanks.’ She smiles and gives him a quick Kiss on his lips.
‘You're welcome.’ He approaches...

House and Cuddy get to the hotel. ‘Here we are.’
‘Wow! Have bạn ever been here?’
‘Well, a few days...’
She didn’t need to ask more, she knew it was with Stacy. ‘Well, okay... we go in?’
‘Sure.’
They go in and approach to the receptionist, who is typing on the computer. ‘Good evening, we’d like to book a double room.’
‘Sure. Could bạn tell me your name, please? And how many days do bạn want to book the room?’
‘Gregory House. Days...’ He looks at Lisa. ‘How many days do we have?’
‘Hmmm I-I don’t know, we could stay here about four nights.’
House nods and turns...

Wilson's Place-
Today there was going to be a fundraiser at the hospital, one of House's least yêu thích things tiếp theo to clinic duty. Cuddy was forcing Wilson to make House wear a suit to fit the theme. "Fix your tie. Your going to look like Lou Costello." "Maybe I want to look like Lou Costello," đã đưa ý kiến House while fixing his tie.
"What exactly is the theme?" "I'm not supposed to tell you." This either meant It was a surprise, hoặc House wouldn't like it. Besides, the only way it could be a surprise was if they turned the hospital into a strip club.
Cuddy's Place-
"Are bạn sure your not coming?"...

bởi tiếp theo day, Wilson burst in Pitt’s office and walked straight to the doctor’s rượu whisky ngô, bourbon table. Pitt looked at him as he poured liquid into two empty shot glasses with eyes bloodshot red from silent crying. The oncologist walked over to him and gave the other glass before taking his ghế, chỗ ngồi and sipping from him scotch. Wilson wasn’t meeting Pitt’s gaze as he twirl his glass.
Pitt: Any reason to celebrate?
Wilson shook his head and stood up and walked a few steps away as he looked outside with both hands in his side pockets before giving a heavy sigh.
Wilson: I’m giving up…
Pitt as well...

The moon beat down on one of the foggy windows in his non-lit bedroom. The alarm clock beside his bed, showed 2:24 A.M., though, he was not in his bed. He wasn't watching porn on his computer, hoặc passed out on the đi văng from watching the "The l Word." Actually he wasn't in his apartment at all. Instead he was of doing those things at this time at night, he did something else, on accident.
His cold, lifeless body lay there, in his cream colored chair in the corner of his office. The tiếp theo ngày had come, it was around 7 O'clock in the morning when Foreman had found his body.
"House?" He shook him...

Ok so this is a fanfiction about House/ Wilson friendship and Huddy, but I'm not really sure.
English is not my first language so please be gentle if I make mistakes...
Btw I think it doesn't have sense..



"3 OF DIAMONDS"


"Damn Wilson, bạn won...."


Here they were, House and Wilson playing some kind of stupid game just because House was getting bored.

House.

This smart đít, mông, ass decided to play a new game with Wilson, somehing like strip poker(well, not so much of poker, but I can't say the same thing about the strip part)just to make Wilson feel uncomfortable.If he won, Wilson had to give him 1000...

This story is six acts and reads like a real episode of House. This story takes place after “Small Sacrifices.”

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own House. I asked Santa for him for giáng sinh but was totally disappointed.


“Letting Go”
Act One

FADE IN

The weather was unseasonably warm. The high temperatures on giáng sinh ngày and New Year’s ngày both broke local records and although it could never be described as balmy, the ngày had turned out to be lovely. Margaret loved warm days. On those days she could go outside. On those days she could escape the prison that was her trang chủ and venture out into the...

In the morning Cuddy is in her office working. Fifteen phút after than when he was supposed to be there, House gets in.
‘Wow it's your best mark.’ She looks at the time. ‘And you’re not complaining!
‘I've come here to complain!!’
‘Really?’
‘Of course, I want to complain about the fact that bạn notify me that I don't complain!!’
Cuddy sighs. ‘I just wanted to know if this summer you're going to go on vacation and when, because I have to make new schedules.’
‘Of course. I'm going on holidays. I need a break!! When can I go and how long??’
‘You have three weeks off. But...

Within a week, Cate was emotionally tortured with House’s attitude towards her. She’s trying her best, as what had been advised bởi Pitt, but it seems to her that nothing is working. All her works were failure for House and only some were gratefully followed. In spite of her patient’s great performance in rehab and therapy, Cate on the other hand was the one who’s falling apart slowly and painfully.
One afternoon, the door slid open in House’s room and he silently entered. He went straight to his giường and took the edge of it as a ghế, chỗ ngồi without looking at Cate who happened to be in the...

As Cuddy drive out of Mayfield, House saw her in a distance. He’s with Daniel who was then throwing pebbles to the man-made lake inside Mayfield. Cuddy’s car got Daniel’s attention before he looked back at House who was as well looked at the vanishing vehicle.
Daniel: She’s leaving bạn behind again?
House: I want her to…
Daniel: You’re an idiot…
House looked at him as he picks up pebbles and throwing it again to the lake.
Daniel: When I was a patient of yours, I always thought you’re great. But now ---
House: Like I always said, we all have our limitations…
Daniel: I know but your...

CHAPTER 2
    The team didn’t know what to do, no one wanted to follow him, nobody knew what to say and they really didn’t have a case, so they let him be.

***

House didn’t want to risk running into anybody else, but he was hungry, he had left without breakfast this morning and the hunger pains on hàng đầu, đầu trang of his leg was just too much. So despite his better judgment he headed to the cafeteria, he thought briefly about gluing the sunglasses to his head, but that wouldn’t work. He was going to have to do something about this sooner hoặc later, thêm likely sooner. And there...