Very interesting bài viết from TV Guide and Eloise James To celebrate Valentine's Day, we asked best-selling romance writer and House người hâm mộ Eloisa James how House stacks up against the Giải cứu thế giới in her books.
At first glance, Dr. House is nothing like a conventional romantic hero. Can bạn imagine him bare-chested on a book cover, a bodacious blonde (or perhaps a ravishing radiologist) drooping in his arms? Not so much. House is the "Hunchback of Princeton," as Hugh Laurie himself once said. He's a disagreeable, physically (and emotionally) crippled genius. He'd hold up that blonde just long enough...
+ House and Cuddy walk in tothe restraunt, praying to god that wilson will not see them together,They walk up to hostess....
"reservation under House."
"Ah, yes right this way please."
The hostess leads them to there table,on their way they pass Wilson but thankfully for them them he was talking to Sam and didnt see them.They make it to the bàn and the hostess hands them there menus.
"What is Wilson doing here."
"Isnt it obvious , hes's on a ngày with the devil."
"I know bạn dont like her but Wilson is dating her so bạn should give a chance."
Latest chapter in the Fan-isode “It’s About Time.” For the complete story visit link .
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“It’s About Time” Chapter Nine
Cuddy had only talked with Jacob’s dad for a couple of phút before she was sure that what had happened was all just a big mix-up. In fact, if blame had to be được trao it would fall also on Jacob’s mother’s shoulders. The father had expected the mom to pick up Jacob only 30 phút after he had left Jacob sleeping peacefully in his bed. The next-door neighbor had left earlier...
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This is my first Huddy fic, and sorry for my grammar and sorry because of the length. I'd like to have opinions if i should go on with the story hoặc not. The story begins when season 6 ended.
They couldn’t stop kissing, they were just standing there in House’s bathroom holding each others hand, tasting each others mouth, in joy full of emotions and passion. They weren’t rushing things, just enjoying the moment together, feeling something wonderful, somenthing special. House forgot her excuses, forgot that he is old, he is some kind of a jerk and he is not ready for a long-term relationship...
Epic Fail Missing Scene by: maverickangel35 Rating: T?
Summary: Ok. Here’s how I think House and Cuddy’s first meeting after his release from the asylumn should have gone.
Disclaimer: Oh please, I own nothing. Don’t even joke.
Cuddy’s shoulders sagged a little as she opened her office door and went in slowly, closing it behind her. The blinds remained closed to the view of the clinic outside, remaining evidence of an earlier migraine which made the light and sounds unbearable. Wilson had called.
“House is being released,” he had said, “in the tiếp theo few days. Not sure exactly when,...
A/n sorry for the delay...i haven't had the time to write...so i hope bạn enjoy this part...it fets better as the story goes on...i've written part 8 xD hehe...read and review.
House got off the elevator at the 4th floor and made his way to his office, sat down and opened Wilson's lunch as he pulled a fork from the inside of his coat. He smiled greedily. He took a mouthful of the mỳ ống, mì ống but as soon as he did that he was interrupted bởi none other than Dr. Foreman. "We've got a case," he đã đưa ý kiến lazily. "Can't," đã đưa ý kiến House with his mouth full of food. Foreman glares at him whilst thrusting the dark blue...
The summer nights weren't always this bad. They were normally filled with a simple yet satisfying warmth that roamed in the air and eased on our skin. There would be a fresh aroma of cut lawns and ngọc lục bảo trees, refreshing to inhale-to replenish ourselves. Sounds of children's laughter, echoing through the ngày and the night as they ran freely and carelessly across their lawns and pavements. But not tonight. Tonight was one of those nights we spent trembling under the fury of lightning and thunder and the sadness of the rain. Tonight we had to hear them bicker and scream, and fight. Despite...
A/N sorry i havent written in a while, ive been really busy with school and social problems...so any who this is part two...(you might have to re read part 1 because its been so long XD)
"Taub, Thirteen, I want bạn to go to the girls' house and inspect the place for the usual, Foreman, i want bạn to talk with the girl's family." House đã đưa ý kiến and again the team got up whilst House stood infront of his white board thinking about possible diagnosies. Cuddy had remained in House's office, whilst he had detailed the team with their specific tasks, but now emerged once she was sure that they were alone....
No one yet had really noticed her, but that all changed quite quickly when a little âm nhạc started playing and Cuddy pulled herself up onto the poker table. Mic in hand and background âm nhạc playing Cuddy began to sing, as she walked along the bàn skewing the chips and cards, to House.
“If bạn change your mind, I'm the first in line. Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me. If bạn need me, let me know, gonna be around. If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down.” as she stood with her shins about three feet away from House’s face.
Cuddy’s eyes got wide as she swallowed and coughed a bit. It had been a long time since she had just done a shot. In fact, the last time she remembered doing one was in college…with House. She didn’t know what the hell it was about him that made her do and say some of the things she did sometimes.
“What was that?” asked Cuddy in a slightly airy tone, her throat still burning a bit.
“It’s called Damned If bạn Do. Seventy five percent whiskey, twenty five percent Hot Damn. One hundred percent one hundred proof!” đã đưa ý kiến the girl, looking pleased.
Now I've gotten in too deep...And for every piece of me that wants you, another piece backs away...But bạn give me something, that makes me scared, alright...This could be nothing, but I'm willing to give it a try...Please give me something, 'cause someday I might know my heart...
House was at the whiteboard. His case was solved and the entire team had gone home, only the night nurses and the janitor roamed the corridors of Princeton Plainsborough. He swiped it and the symptoms disappeared one bởi one. Fainting, gone. Headaches, gone. Loss of vision, gone. Seizures, gone. One bởi one they went...