Hugh came in to House’s office that same night. He took the ghế, chỗ ngồi across the bàn as the doctor looked at him closely.
House: Hugh Laurie… Married for almost 20 years with three publicly known kids, 50 years old and ---
Hugh looked at him.
Hugh: How did bạn ---
House: xin chào I got my own interweb here…
Hugh: And I’m screwed.
Silence followed for a few minutes.
Hugh: If I accept this dream hoặc hallucination hoặc whatever bạn call it, would it bring me back to life?
House: I doubt it…
bởi tiếp theo morning, Hugh and House found themselves sharing bàn in the cafeteria. They were eating some hallucinated reuben sandwich, bánh sandwich and coffee while staring at their best buddies, Stephen Fry and James Wilson from afar.
Hugh: If we know each other, do they know each other too?
House: If they do, they could have shared a bàn too…
Hugh: I shouldn’t die. There’s thêm for me to do with Stephen…
House: Yah, me too. I have a lot of chips to snack away from Wilson.
Hugh shook his head.
After two days, House’s condition hasn’t improved. The eye bag on Cuddy’s showed how tears had fallen for the last hours. She was slowly caressing his hair when Wilson entered the room and took the left side of his friend’s bed.
Wilson: He hasn’t woken up?
Cuddy: If he did, would I be crying?
Wilson just looked at her as she wiped her tears that kept falling. Little did they know that House’s soul was there outside of the room, looking at them. He was twirling his cane when Hugh joined him again.
Hugh: Those tears tell me so much who that woman is in your life…
House: She’s my boss…
Hugh: But bạn đã đưa ý kiến she’s your ---
House: Yah, I was just jerking bạn around so bạn would shut up. Turns out it didn’t help.
Hugh’s attention was caught bởi the noise that’s becoming louder as it gets closer. House saw him drawing a smile as the voice became as familiar as it could be.
House: 50 bucks says the person who owns that voice matters to bạn than your wife’s…
Hugh: Let’s say you’re right…
House looked back at him after looking at Lisa going in Hugh’s room. Puzzled, he looked at Cuddy who was closing his ICU room door.
House: Hugh Laurie… Married for almost 20 years with three publicly known kids, 50 years old and ---
Hugh looked at him.
Hugh: How did bạn ---
House: xin chào I got my own interweb here…
Hugh: And I’m screwed.
Silence followed for a few minutes.
Hugh: If I accept this dream hoặc hallucination hoặc whatever bạn call it, would it bring me back to life?
House: I doubt it…
bởi tiếp theo morning, Hugh and House found themselves sharing bàn in the cafeteria. They were eating some hallucinated reuben sandwich, bánh sandwich and coffee while staring at their best buddies, Stephen Fry and James Wilson from afar.
Hugh: If we know each other, do they know each other too?
House: If they do, they could have shared a bàn too…
Hugh: I shouldn’t die. There’s thêm for me to do with Stephen…
House: Yah, me too. I have a lot of chips to snack away from Wilson.
Hugh shook his head.
After two days, House’s condition hasn’t improved. The eye bag on Cuddy’s showed how tears had fallen for the last hours. She was slowly caressing his hair when Wilson entered the room and took the left side of his friend’s bed.
Wilson: He hasn’t woken up?
Cuddy: If he did, would I be crying?
Wilson just looked at her as she wiped her tears that kept falling. Little did they know that House’s soul was there outside of the room, looking at them. He was twirling his cane when Hugh joined him again.
Hugh: Those tears tell me so much who that woman is in your life…
House: She’s my boss…
Hugh: But bạn đã đưa ý kiến she’s your ---
House: Yah, I was just jerking bạn around so bạn would shut up. Turns out it didn’t help.
Hugh’s attention was caught bởi the noise that’s becoming louder as it gets closer. House saw him drawing a smile as the voice became as familiar as it could be.
House: 50 bucks says the person who owns that voice matters to bạn than your wife’s…
Hugh: Let’s say you’re right…
House looked back at him after looking at Lisa going in Hugh’s room. Puzzled, he looked at Cuddy who was closing his ICU room door.
she missed him.....she couldn't live without him...she missed his eyes, his smile, and him holding onto her and never letting go.....but he was gone...forever.
she whispered to herself: "i wish bạn were here....to touch my hand and beg for me back...i look in the mirror and see your face....i have terrible nightmares about you....i want to live, i want to breathe, your taking over me. i'll always believe in you...i'll give up everything just to find you. have bạn forgotten all i know, and all we've had? if i changed.....i knew you'd tình yêu me then....hopefully bạn wont take over me before i go insane.."
she whispered to herself: "i wish bạn were here....to touch my hand and beg for me back...i look in the mirror and see your face....i have terrible nightmares about you....i want to live, i want to breathe, your taking over me. i'll always believe in you...i'll give up everything just to find you. have bạn forgotten all i know, and all we've had? if i changed.....i knew you'd tình yêu me then....hopefully bạn wont take over me before i go insane.."
Okay, hi, my name is obviously Lena. I have been writting a fanfic for two years now. It is a House fanfic, but it is very depressing and people die. Lot's of people. Also since we don't have lot of background stories on some of the characters I made some up that are probably really far off, but interesting and they serve to make a point. In the beginning the characters are a lot younger. Cuddy is 18. I know, no one could ever be a dean at 18, but the story covers a span of 33 years so I had to make them young. If bạn would like me to đăng lên it please comment. Thank you. =)
