The Softer Side

The tiếp theo morning was like before. Things change since they decided to go with the flow last night. Cuddy was up and was closing the last button on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her blouse. She wasn’t looking at House who was seated on giường with only a blanket on. He, too, wasn’t looking at her. He ran a palm on his hair and finally got the courage to look at her.
House: I’m sorry for what had happen…
Cuddy: <smirk and looked at House> Knock it off… It wasn’t your fault… We both wanted it…
House đã đưa ý kiến nothing as she went out the room to prepare their breakfast. He hated himself for what he did, for...

"I tình yêu you"said Chase happily.
"I tình yêu bạn too" answered Cameron with boredom."Are we ever going to reach to Australia?We're on the plane for thêm than four hours and I've started getting tired!It's like the slowest plane ever!"
"Honey,don't be silly,will will be there in about one and a half hours.The plane is just fine.The problem is,are you?"asked Chase with sadness in his eyes.
"To be what?Fine?Of course I'm fine.Just a little bit angry with the airline company and its stupid airplanes but I'm OK"
"I think you're being unreasonable,my love.Do bạn know what I think is the real reason you're...

Aftermath


After the kiss, from the night before. House wakes up in his giường at around 09:20am and gets ready to arrive late for work, as usual. On his way to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp he sees Cuddy on the sofa sleeping softly with her drink spilt on the coffee table. Her shoes were on the floor tiếp theo to her. House thought about putting a blanket over her but didn’t. Instead House sat watching her for a bit, before finally waking her up with a loud incoherent noise.

House: Wake-up sleepy head.

Cuddy: Eughh. What time is it?

House: (checks his watch) Uh-oh, seems bạn are going to be late.

(Cuddy sat up and held...

This is my fanfic that I've been working on for the past week.I made the characters way out of character.This is a Huddy/Hameron/Wameron/Wuddy fanfic.(Don't kill me Immunity!)

The sun was just going down.The reds,oranges,yellows mixed in with the purples of the night.Lisa Cuddy was in her office working up a storm.Everybody in the hospital was leaving for the party that Cuddy had planned for everybody.At noon she picked up her long quả anh đào, anh đào red dress,it had a plunging neck line,and black stilettos.They all lied on her đi văng in her office."Dr.Cuddy,aren't bạn coming to the party?" asked Allison...

After watching Wilson's tim, trái tim I noticed that the writer's left us with a deep thought about the câu hỏi of whether House is guilty as to the death of Amber. At first my reaction was God NO, House couldn't help that they got into a bus accident but then I noticed something thêm that the writer's were trying to say.
A main theme through House is the way he treats people and how his actions may not directly cause the misery and he 'techinically" is not to blame for a deed done, but indirectly he has caused people pain.

The first example I could think of for this was at the end of the Volger...

"What kind of explanation is that?"

Explaining House was already hard enough. Explaining his hallucinations to the person they were about, and who is probably the most important person to know ABOUT them, was even harder. If, THAT even makes sense.

"I really don't know how to explain it any other way."
"Well, think of another. It made sense up till, bạn started explaining what they meant."
"Isn't it...a given?"
"Yes."
"So what's there to explain?"
"How it's possible."
"Why not?"
"I can't even begin to...fathom, how it's possible."
"Again, why not?"
"Because--it's, House."
"Just because he's House, doesn't...