Sorry about the delayed upload, I went to the altamonte buổi hòa nhạc yesterday and couldn't. If bạn want me to make an alternate ending please say so in các bình luận
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After arriving in her office, Cuddy sat down on her đi văng and put her head in her hands.
She started to clear her mind.
' He didn't kill Michael, What was I thinking?' Cuddy thought as she remembered House's hurt and broken face.
' He got hurt trying to save Michael. He was already mourning, then I come in and yell to his face that he killed his own son...' Cuddy thought.
" Oh god." She đã đưa ý kiến as she stood up.
She rushed to his room to tell him sorry, and that he can have his job back and she would marry him.
As she got near his room she saw nurses and Chase running in the room.
When she heard the loud beeping of House's tim, trái tim moniter she froze at the door.
She watch as Chase check for House's pulse and there was none. She watched everything in a blur.
Time slowed down, well it seemed that way to Cuddy, as she watched Chase take the paddles and shock House.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
She watched as Chase's head moved down and as he called time of death.
He put the paddles back and turned around to see Cuddy looking into the room with a blank expression on her face.
He walked out and held her.
" I'm so sorry Cuddy. We found an empty syringe that was full of morhphine. He must've put it into his arm and...you know."
Then and there Cuddy knew it was her fault. He could've been okay. She driven House to do this.
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FUNERAL DAY!!!!
House and Michael watched( Ghost) as their coffins were dropped carefully down into the graves.
Cuddy was being held bởi Wilson and Cameron with Chase and Foreman with a new nurse he met.
Everyone seemed to be mourning.
Once everyone left Cuddy told Wilson to wait in the car as she went to Michael and House's Tombstones.
" Tell my son. That I tình yêu him very much. I tình yêu bạn too." She đã đưa ý kiến to House's tombstone.
From behind Michael and House watched as she broke down and cryed.
" Are bạn ready?" Michael asked as he looked up to his father.
" What's it like?" House asked.
" There's no thêm Good-byes."
The end.......
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After arriving in her office, Cuddy sat down on her đi văng and put her head in her hands.
She started to clear her mind.
' He didn't kill Michael, What was I thinking?' Cuddy thought as she remembered House's hurt and broken face.
' He got hurt trying to save Michael. He was already mourning, then I come in and yell to his face that he killed his own son...' Cuddy thought.
" Oh god." She đã đưa ý kiến as she stood up.
She rushed to his room to tell him sorry, and that he can have his job back and she would marry him.
As she got near his room she saw nurses and Chase running in the room.
When she heard the loud beeping of House's tim, trái tim moniter she froze at the door.
She watch as Chase check for House's pulse and there was none. She watched everything in a blur.
Time slowed down, well it seemed that way to Cuddy, as she watched Chase take the paddles and shock House.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
She watched as Chase's head moved down and as he called time of death.
He put the paddles back and turned around to see Cuddy looking into the room with a blank expression on her face.
He walked out and held her.
" I'm so sorry Cuddy. We found an empty syringe that was full of morhphine. He must've put it into his arm and...you know."
Then and there Cuddy knew it was her fault. He could've been okay. She driven House to do this.
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FUNERAL DAY!!!!
House and Michael watched( Ghost) as their coffins were dropped carefully down into the graves.
Cuddy was being held bởi Wilson and Cameron with Chase and Foreman with a new nurse he met.
Everyone seemed to be mourning.
Once everyone left Cuddy told Wilson to wait in the car as she went to Michael and House's Tombstones.
" Tell my son. That I tình yêu him very much. I tình yêu bạn too." She đã đưa ý kiến to House's tombstone.
From behind Michael and House watched as she broke down and cryed.
" Are bạn ready?" Michael asked as he looked up to his father.
" What's it like?" House asked.
" There's no thêm Good-byes."
The end.......
“WTF? Since when did she get here???”
*hits House* oh im sorry i didn't know you don't have a pair!!
I was đọc up on opiate withdrawal and apparently bạn can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the tiếp theo morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the không gian of a horrible 24 giờ detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every giờ hoặc so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the tiếp theo morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the không gian of a horrible 24 giờ detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every giờ hoặc so like before.
Short and simple :)
"Unless you love her"
Thats a good angle to make out *points out*
