House got out of giường after the longest of the nights. He had barely slept a wink after a full night, tossing and turning in the cotton sheets beneath him. He stumbled out of bed, landing on the floor. The pain in his leg ached. And so did his hand. He attempted to stand up, getting on his feet making his way to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror and slid his hand across his face. His beard faded all the way up to his hair, fading into stubble. He checked his eyes to see if his vicodin had finally shot his liver, as he did every morning.
:::
Cuddy's eyes shot open. A screaming Rachel sounded from the nursery. She got out of bed, revealing the crinkled and wrinkled cái gối, gối she was using. It was slightly damp, signifying how badly she was crying that night. When she entered the room, Rachel had slightly calmed down. Cuddy picked her up and they walked into the living room. They went to the window and watched the sun rise. She cooed at the rising sun, and the màu sắc that leaked out. She looked towards the eyes of her mother. She smiled at her, causing tears to fill up her eyes.
:::
House got out of the shower, drenching wet. He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around himself. Then he walked over to the medicine cabinet grabbing his Vicodin, throwing back at least two pills. He limped back into his bedroom and tousled his hair, shaking it and let the drops of water splash all over. The sun began beaming through his window. As he slipped on his clothes, he kept a tight grip on his leg, as he buttoned up his shirt.
:::
Cuddy was dressed and was roughing through the whole kitchen, preparing thực phẩm for Rachel as she sat on her high chair. Most mornings, bởi the time she came out of the shower, this had already been done. bởi House. With this thought, she slowly gave Rachel her bottle and stood motionless before her. She thought of all the mornings House spent taking care of Rachel for her. When he changed her, when he bathed her, fed her. He did everything for her, no matter what it was.
:::
House stared at his phone as he drank his coffee on the couch. He just watched it sit there on his table, taunting him. He desperately wanted to call her. But he ignored all these desires, forced himself to get over it, finished off his coffee, put on his jacket, grabbed his keys and took off.
:::
Cuddy gave Rachel to the babysitter after giving her a quick Kiss on her smooth forehead. She took off in her car, making her way to a dreadful ngày at work. She knew what was bound to come, what could possibly happen. What would exactly happen.
---
Cuddy was hesitant to enter House's office. She was nearly there and she could spot him from the glass doors. He was working on paperwork, focused and determined. She wasn't sure whether hoặc not it should be her giving him the file, considering what had happened yesterday. But she took the risk, ignoring the chances of what might happen, and walked into the room and began đọc off the file.
"Forty-one năm old male. Back pain, vomiting and there's blood in the urine."
"Boring. Urinary tract infection hoặc Liver infection. Start him on trimethoprim. He should be good within a week. Then bạn can discharge him."
He was calm, and spoke with his normal arrogant pain in the đít, mông, ass tone. She was slightly surprised but subtly.
"--Then bạn owe me clinic. Uh-Three hours since bạn have no patient."
"Fine."
He answered quickly, and rationally. Without another word, she headed for the door.
"Don't expect things to be any different than they were seven months ago. Nothings changed."
"You don't have to--"
"Wasting our time, our emotions, for useless arguments. We're wasting our breath. Just because we were in a relationship doesn't change our actions at our job. It shouldn't and it won't. So let's just go on with our lives."
He đã đưa ý kiến it coldly, but also in a subtle way. So she just gave him a slightly angry and hurt look before turning around and walking out of his office.
_______________________________________________
Few hours later
"So what do bạn suppose we do?"
"I'll deal with her. bạn deal with him."
Wilson and Cameron were in the lounge, discussing what they were to do about House and Cuddy.
"I've already dealt with him."
"Not long enough."
"How long do I have to convince him for?"
"I spent at least an hour, giờ and a half."
"How am I going to do that."
"Figure....Something. I'll deal with her. We have to talk to them. We have to make them see right, make them think straight. Otherwise this will turn into a bloody war."
"He wouldn't do that to her."
"You wanna bet? Remember Stacy?"
"This isn't the same. She was in tình yêu with House AND someone else. Cuddy loves House. She's just, doubting..."
"They may not be the same situations, but she is under the same circumstances. She could get hurt just like how Stacy did."
"No. I don't believe it. I mean, it's Cuddy. Why in the world would he--?"
"That's why we are talking to both of them."
"How is she?"
"Haven't checked up on her yet. Don't need to. She'll be coming in my office in no time."
---
"It was your fault in the first place."
Cuddy was arguing with Wilson as he gave her his lecture as he did his work.
"Seriously."
"Well what did bạn expect him do to? This is House. He's not gonna hiển thị pain besides his leg, and now hand. He's going to act rationally like nothings happened. Out of all people, I would expect bạn to understand that."
"I do. I just," she paused and took a sigh, "I just didn't expect it to be so fast."
"Expect the unexpected when it comes to relationships with House."
Cuddy just looked away. Wilson brought up his face, gave a sigh and threw a sympathetic look at her before saying,
"He's hurting. This is just--his way of coping with things. He's hiding it, especially from you. He doesn't want to hiển thị how bad bạn hurt him. So he's pretending everything's fine. He's pretending he's moved on, for your sake."
"Either way I still feel guilty--"
"No. bạn feel guilty because bạn ended it. However, now, that you've seen he's "okay" bạn don't feel the need to be guilty of the fact that bạn hurt him, bad."
"So bạn want me to feel guilty?"
"Just give him time. Give him time to hurt, to cope with things, think stuff out. He'll eventually go back to the normal routine of harassing you, pissing bạn off, and playing his games."
"No he won't."
"Any morning sickness?"
"Worst kind."
"Tell him."
"No."
"Cuddy, this seriously can't be as complicated as it sounds."
"Except it is."
"Just--You need," he paused for about ten seconds. "you need him there. He needs to be here. Your guys' baby needs its father. He needs to be there every step of the way. If he knew about this, he will be."
---
"Show her the ring!"
"Oh my God woman! Do I never get peace whenever you're around?"
Cameron had barged into House's office while he was watching his soap. She kept gesturing to his desk, apparently assuming he had put it back in his desk, locked it up, stowed away.
"Hold on, McKinley's getting a brain transplant. Mikaela is the donor but she's just gotten into a tragic accident with Trevor. McKinley's fiancee. And apparently--"
"No--! Stop--! Stop--Stop it! Stop with the I'm okay act."
"I am okay."
"No, you're not."
"I'm fine. I've moved on. Minor set back in a relationship of mine--"
"That's all bạn see this as?!? A minor set back? How can bạn even say that this is Cuddy."
"Uhm, I just did."
"You can't do--"
"Can't do what? I've already done everything possible I mean--"
"Stop dismissing the situation--"
"We are still clearly talking about it so I haven't dismissed it--"
"And stop dismissing ME."
"This conversation is over. My patient needs a donor. Transplant, and I need consent."
"Go there for thêm than a consent House. hiển thị her."
"You yourself đã đưa ý kiến she would react indifferently. It wouldn't matter to her."
"I could be wrong."
"We all are wrong. And we are all right. It's just the timing. And this time, bạn are right."
"You're going to hiển thị her the ring?"
"Nope, bạn were right. We clearly aren't ready for a huge commitment. Now if you'll excuse me," And he limped out making his way to Cuddy's office. As soon as he exited the doors, Cameron went into his desk. She began raiding his drawers for the ring, finally finding it in his bottom left drawer, along with the picture of Cuddy and Rachel. She hadn't noticed it at first. All she was focused on was the ring, but once she went to close it, she saw the picture lying at the bottom of the drawer. She picked it up and gave a smile. She stared at it for several phút before putting it back where it belonged. She took the ring with her and kept it in her ER scrub pockets. Then she left the room with a sinister smile across her face.
---
House was spinning around in Cuddy's chair, awaiting her arrival to give consent to the transplant. That's when the phone rang. He of course, answered it. A young female voice began to talk on the other line. After a một phút hoặc so of talking he hung up saying,
"Sure, I'll tell her."
And he got up from the ghế, chỗ ngồi and left Princeton-Plainsbro on his motorcycle.
_________________________________________________
"She sent you?"
"I'm the child's godfather. She's in good hands."
House was in the middle of Cuddy's living room talking to the babysitter.
"Thank bạn so much. I just have to go take my mother to the hospital. She has a--"
"Don't care. Go. Here's your twenty," and he threw the bill at her. She walked out, awkwardly closing the door behind her.
House made his way to the nursery. And there she was. Happily cooing in her crib. He set aside his áo khoác and cane as usual and walked over and picked her up.
"Hey you."
She reached out her hand towards his face. He smiled at her. Then he thought something. He held Rachel in his one arm as he went to his car, grabbing his acoustic.
They went back into the house and he laid her upright on the sofa. He began playing a beautiful melody on the spot. Then he began to sing....
She walks by, and I think I loose my breath,
but nothings happened yet, somehow I don't regret,
she smiles when she's satisfied, but she's never really satisfied, all the things, she don't know, what she wants.
But she does want someone to tình yêu her, she wants someone to love, but she can't seem to keep things in place, and her daughter, she loves her, the only real tình yêu she really gets, when the ngày is done.
And her innocent eyes, oh they kill her so, they're the only thing bringing her to a glow, and she kisses goodnight on her gentle head, before going to giường for a long night alone...
And she has no alibi...All she does is lie and lie, she defends her position until she's won, that's the only way she survives...
She's Mất tích in the world which she was placed, she may have Mất tích her sanity but not her grace, she defends those who need it but sometimes she don't, she'll want to deny it but then she won't..
And she gives and gives with no return, of anything that she earned, she pleases and pleases until she's drained, until she's left standing in the rain...
And that's when I emerge from the dark, I'm there to protect her until we part, yet somehow, she's won my heart, and I won't deny it, no I can't deny it.
And I know just where she's hurting deep, and I know the cue when the tears must creep, and that's when the pain just begins to seep, cause she knows she's on her own, yes she knows she's all alone..
She knows that she loves me. And she knows that I tình yêu her too, but she's afraid for several things, she's afraid of what might bring....
He took a break for a solo on his guitar. Rachel was just smiling at him as he continued to sing and play.
And she will be forced to give in eventually, cause that's how it goes if she's with me, cause I just want her to see, what she could have and more, and how happy we were before....
But I don't know when that ngày will come, and eventually I will give in, I will surrender that eternal ember, thriving on what she made, of me....
And from there he just played the guitar, playing that beautiful melody to her as she fell asleep.
bởi the time she was fast asleep, he grabbed something from his jacket. It appeared to be a small small chain of some sort. He put it around her small wrist.
Upon it were small charms. There was a sun, a moon, and stars with an engraving on the plate of the bracelet that said, "Rach."
:::
Cuddy's eyes shot open. A screaming Rachel sounded from the nursery. She got out of bed, revealing the crinkled and wrinkled cái gối, gối she was using. It was slightly damp, signifying how badly she was crying that night. When she entered the room, Rachel had slightly calmed down. Cuddy picked her up and they walked into the living room. They went to the window and watched the sun rise. She cooed at the rising sun, and the màu sắc that leaked out. She looked towards the eyes of her mother. She smiled at her, causing tears to fill up her eyes.
:::
House got out of the shower, drenching wet. He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around himself. Then he walked over to the medicine cabinet grabbing his Vicodin, throwing back at least two pills. He limped back into his bedroom and tousled his hair, shaking it and let the drops of water splash all over. The sun began beaming through his window. As he slipped on his clothes, he kept a tight grip on his leg, as he buttoned up his shirt.
:::
Cuddy was dressed and was roughing through the whole kitchen, preparing thực phẩm for Rachel as she sat on her high chair. Most mornings, bởi the time she came out of the shower, this had already been done. bởi House. With this thought, she slowly gave Rachel her bottle and stood motionless before her. She thought of all the mornings House spent taking care of Rachel for her. When he changed her, when he bathed her, fed her. He did everything for her, no matter what it was.
:::
House stared at his phone as he drank his coffee on the couch. He just watched it sit there on his table, taunting him. He desperately wanted to call her. But he ignored all these desires, forced himself to get over it, finished off his coffee, put on his jacket, grabbed his keys and took off.
:::
Cuddy gave Rachel to the babysitter after giving her a quick Kiss on her smooth forehead. She took off in her car, making her way to a dreadful ngày at work. She knew what was bound to come, what could possibly happen. What would exactly happen.
---
Cuddy was hesitant to enter House's office. She was nearly there and she could spot him from the glass doors. He was working on paperwork, focused and determined. She wasn't sure whether hoặc not it should be her giving him the file, considering what had happened yesterday. But she took the risk, ignoring the chances of what might happen, and walked into the room and began đọc off the file.
"Forty-one năm old male. Back pain, vomiting and there's blood in the urine."
"Boring. Urinary tract infection hoặc Liver infection. Start him on trimethoprim. He should be good within a week. Then bạn can discharge him."
He was calm, and spoke with his normal arrogant pain in the đít, mông, ass tone. She was slightly surprised but subtly.
"--Then bạn owe me clinic. Uh-Three hours since bạn have no patient."
"Fine."
He answered quickly, and rationally. Without another word, she headed for the door.
"Don't expect things to be any different than they were seven months ago. Nothings changed."
"You don't have to--"
"Wasting our time, our emotions, for useless arguments. We're wasting our breath. Just because we were in a relationship doesn't change our actions at our job. It shouldn't and it won't. So let's just go on with our lives."
He đã đưa ý kiến it coldly, but also in a subtle way. So she just gave him a slightly angry and hurt look before turning around and walking out of his office.
_______________________________________________
Few hours later
"So what do bạn suppose we do?"
"I'll deal with her. bạn deal with him."
Wilson and Cameron were in the lounge, discussing what they were to do about House and Cuddy.
"I've already dealt with him."
"Not long enough."
"How long do I have to convince him for?"
"I spent at least an hour, giờ and a half."
"How am I going to do that."
"Figure....Something. I'll deal with her. We have to talk to them. We have to make them see right, make them think straight. Otherwise this will turn into a bloody war."
"He wouldn't do that to her."
"You wanna bet? Remember Stacy?"
"This isn't the same. She was in tình yêu with House AND someone else. Cuddy loves House. She's just, doubting..."
"They may not be the same situations, but she is under the same circumstances. She could get hurt just like how Stacy did."
"No. I don't believe it. I mean, it's Cuddy. Why in the world would he--?"
"That's why we are talking to both of them."
"How is she?"
"Haven't checked up on her yet. Don't need to. She'll be coming in my office in no time."
---
"It was your fault in the first place."
Cuddy was arguing with Wilson as he gave her his lecture as he did his work.
"Seriously."
"Well what did bạn expect him do to? This is House. He's not gonna hiển thị pain besides his leg, and now hand. He's going to act rationally like nothings happened. Out of all people, I would expect bạn to understand that."
"I do. I just," she paused and took a sigh, "I just didn't expect it to be so fast."
"Expect the unexpected when it comes to relationships with House."
Cuddy just looked away. Wilson brought up his face, gave a sigh and threw a sympathetic look at her before saying,
"He's hurting. This is just--his way of coping with things. He's hiding it, especially from you. He doesn't want to hiển thị how bad bạn hurt him. So he's pretending everything's fine. He's pretending he's moved on, for your sake."
"Either way I still feel guilty--"
"No. bạn feel guilty because bạn ended it. However, now, that you've seen he's "okay" bạn don't feel the need to be guilty of the fact that bạn hurt him, bad."
"So bạn want me to feel guilty?"
"Just give him time. Give him time to hurt, to cope with things, think stuff out. He'll eventually go back to the normal routine of harassing you, pissing bạn off, and playing his games."
"No he won't."
"Any morning sickness?"
"Worst kind."
"Tell him."
"No."
"Cuddy, this seriously can't be as complicated as it sounds."
"Except it is."
"Just--You need," he paused for about ten seconds. "you need him there. He needs to be here. Your guys' baby needs its father. He needs to be there every step of the way. If he knew about this, he will be."
---
"Show her the ring!"
"Oh my God woman! Do I never get peace whenever you're around?"
Cameron had barged into House's office while he was watching his soap. She kept gesturing to his desk, apparently assuming he had put it back in his desk, locked it up, stowed away.
"Hold on, McKinley's getting a brain transplant. Mikaela is the donor but she's just gotten into a tragic accident with Trevor. McKinley's fiancee. And apparently--"
"No--! Stop--! Stop--Stop it! Stop with the I'm okay act."
"I am okay."
"No, you're not."
"I'm fine. I've moved on. Minor set back in a relationship of mine--"
"That's all bạn see this as?!? A minor set back? How can bạn even say that this is Cuddy."
"Uhm, I just did."
"You can't do--"
"Can't do what? I've already done everything possible I mean--"
"Stop dismissing the situation--"
"We are still clearly talking about it so I haven't dismissed it--"
"And stop dismissing ME."
"This conversation is over. My patient needs a donor. Transplant, and I need consent."
"Go there for thêm than a consent House. hiển thị her."
"You yourself đã đưa ý kiến she would react indifferently. It wouldn't matter to her."
"I could be wrong."
"We all are wrong. And we are all right. It's just the timing. And this time, bạn are right."
"You're going to hiển thị her the ring?"
"Nope, bạn were right. We clearly aren't ready for a huge commitment. Now if you'll excuse me," And he limped out making his way to Cuddy's office. As soon as he exited the doors, Cameron went into his desk. She began raiding his drawers for the ring, finally finding it in his bottom left drawer, along with the picture of Cuddy and Rachel. She hadn't noticed it at first. All she was focused on was the ring, but once she went to close it, she saw the picture lying at the bottom of the drawer. She picked it up and gave a smile. She stared at it for several phút before putting it back where it belonged. She took the ring with her and kept it in her ER scrub pockets. Then she left the room with a sinister smile across her face.
---
House was spinning around in Cuddy's chair, awaiting her arrival to give consent to the transplant. That's when the phone rang. He of course, answered it. A young female voice began to talk on the other line. After a một phút hoặc so of talking he hung up saying,
"Sure, I'll tell her."
And he got up from the ghế, chỗ ngồi and left Princeton-Plainsbro on his motorcycle.
_________________________________________________
"She sent you?"
"I'm the child's godfather. She's in good hands."
House was in the middle of Cuddy's living room talking to the babysitter.
"Thank bạn so much. I just have to go take my mother to the hospital. She has a--"
"Don't care. Go. Here's your twenty," and he threw the bill at her. She walked out, awkwardly closing the door behind her.
House made his way to the nursery. And there she was. Happily cooing in her crib. He set aside his áo khoác and cane as usual and walked over and picked her up.
"Hey you."
She reached out her hand towards his face. He smiled at her. Then he thought something. He held Rachel in his one arm as he went to his car, grabbing his acoustic.
They went back into the house and he laid her upright on the sofa. He began playing a beautiful melody on the spot. Then he began to sing....
She walks by, and I think I loose my breath,
but nothings happened yet, somehow I don't regret,
she smiles when she's satisfied, but she's never really satisfied, all the things, she don't know, what she wants.
But she does want someone to tình yêu her, she wants someone to love, but she can't seem to keep things in place, and her daughter, she loves her, the only real tình yêu she really gets, when the ngày is done.
And her innocent eyes, oh they kill her so, they're the only thing bringing her to a glow, and she kisses goodnight on her gentle head, before going to giường for a long night alone...
And she has no alibi...All she does is lie and lie, she defends her position until she's won, that's the only way she survives...
She's Mất tích in the world which she was placed, she may have Mất tích her sanity but not her grace, she defends those who need it but sometimes she don't, she'll want to deny it but then she won't..
And she gives and gives with no return, of anything that she earned, she pleases and pleases until she's drained, until she's left standing in the rain...
And that's when I emerge from the dark, I'm there to protect her until we part, yet somehow, she's won my heart, and I won't deny it, no I can't deny it.
And I know just where she's hurting deep, and I know the cue when the tears must creep, and that's when the pain just begins to seep, cause she knows she's on her own, yes she knows she's all alone..
She knows that she loves me. And she knows that I tình yêu her too, but she's afraid for several things, she's afraid of what might bring....
He took a break for a solo on his guitar. Rachel was just smiling at him as he continued to sing and play.
And she will be forced to give in eventually, cause that's how it goes if she's with me, cause I just want her to see, what she could have and more, and how happy we were before....
But I don't know when that ngày will come, and eventually I will give in, I will surrender that eternal ember, thriving on what she made, of me....
And from there he just played the guitar, playing that beautiful melody to her as she fell asleep.
bởi the time she was fast asleep, he grabbed something from his jacket. It appeared to be a small small chain of some sort. He put it around her small wrist.
Upon it were small charms. There was a sun, a moon, and stars with an engraving on the plate of the bracelet that said, "Rach."
This is part one
of my fav huddy moments
starting wid my least fav
and ending with my alltime fav
80.IM DONE ENABLING YOU
79.I WILL NOT HAVE SEX WITH YOU
78.CUDDY SAVES HOUSE (SEASON 4)
77.HUDDY PHONECALL
76.HUDDY PLAYING POKER
75.CUDDY STEALS HOUSE'S REMOTE
74.IVE NEVER FELT ABOUT HOUSE THAT WAY
73.HOUSE & CUDDY ELAVATOR
72.HOUSE TOUCHING THE HUDDY DESK
71.CUDDY CHECKING IF HOUSE IS OK