A few days went bởi since she met House after their Halloween-Night. Cuddy sat at her desk, signed some files, phoned with three hoặc thêm doners. Then she put on her lab áo, áo khoác and went into the clinic-room 5 to check up some patients. She couldn´t really concentrate today. Consistently her thoughts centered about House. Why didn´t he talk to her already? Ok, i didn´t talk to him the last days too, but, ohh shit.., her mind was going to be crazy. She sighed and went on with the tiếp theo patient. "House?!?", she was already shocked as he suddenly stood behind her. After he closed the door and sat...

So far it was a nice ngày in Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital . House was in the clinic catching up on his hours after he and cuddy had a little arguement last night and he wants to make it up to her.it was all going well until House's last clinic patient caused a little setback.

"Next!" House shouted through the open door, he was having a bad ngày and walking around every 5 phút would not help.As his tiếp theo clinic patient walked in House ignored him and kept looking aat the file.When House looked up he saw a thirty-something năm od man that looked anxious to get out , and he looked mad...

This is a fiction I wrote this summer and đã đăng in fanfiction.net.
I figured I'd share it chapter bởi chapter with you, since here the Huddy ship is stronger :D
As I wrote it a few months ago, it has no spoilers for season 5!

Be gentle, english is not my first language ^^


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1st Chapter - "The Bet"


It was just another ngày for House. Another weird disease, another accurate diagnosis, another happy ending.

This particular time he didn’t have the chance to annoy Cuddy though, and the reason for his grumpiness was finally found. Now he knew why he was...

Once cuddy left the exam room after replacing the gauze on house's hand . House sat there and laid back on the exam bàn and closed his eyes sice he didn't get a good nights sleep last night.

About an giờ later house woke up bởi a ringing cell phone and a hurting thigh. He woke up and took his time to pick up the phone and when he did he đã đưa ý kiến ," What!" Cuddy was calling him on the other end she was at his house looking for him because she was worried.

She said," where are bạn house?"

"I'm at school mommy!"

" House seriously i am going to get your đít, mông, ass filled up with clinic hours is bạn do...

Comments pretty please :D

Chapter 3

Taking deep breath, House reached into his áo khoác pocket and grabbed the familiar trái cam, màu da cam perception bottle from its depths. Giving it a shake, he listened to the hollow sound of pills hitting plastic, as he stared at the short danh sách of symptoms on the dry erase board in the corner. Chewing his bottom lip for a moment, he turned each piece of his most gần đây puzzle over in his mind. “Tularemia…no…no she has a mild rash not an ulcer,” he đã đưa ý kiến making a suggestion for his new patients illness then dismissing it. Mindlessly he flipped off the mũ lưỡi trai, cap of the...

"I'm so tired of myself. If for a few hours I could just lose myself in some Thelonius Monk I would be feeling ten times better." House đã đưa ý kiến to himself within the confines of his small room at Mayfield.
"Just my ipod for a few hours..."
"Yeah, like that's gonna solve this problem." The blonde snarked from the other side of the bed.
"Why can't bạn just leave me alone?"
"The better câu hỏi is why can't bạn leave bạn alone?" She đã đưa ý kiến as she rested a hand under her chin and stared back at him.
He sighed deeply and began to look up at the ceiling.
"You're a reflection of my subconscious. bạn are...

“One… last.. time” he thrust into her and she cried out loudly. House step back from her, quickly pulling up his boxers and trousers, hiding the scar bởi the way. Cuddy was standing still for a few giây based on the wall, looking around for her underwear. She took few deep breaths and started to dress up in hurry as House pushed the button. The elevator took them on a hospitals ground floor, open the doors near the clinic. Nurses were running around, letting some patients go out as the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy alarm stopped.

„What happened?!” Cuddy shook the closest standing nurse while House didn’t...

The paramedics had come, along with Princeton PD, and the state troopers, which pronounced it was an over dose. Once they had left, paramedics placed his body in a zip-up bag, and carried him onto the stretcher. They wheeled him out of the office, with Cuddy right beside of the him. She was not crying, much to her surprise. It wasn't like she was happy, she was the farthest thing from it. Her fingers met the cold button, pressing harder than she needed to. After several giây of waiting, the elevator doors opened, she and the paramedics, pushed him inside the empty elevator. As they got...

It was Monday morning; Cuddy and Wilson were waiting in House’s office to see him. Cuddy was standing whilst Wilson was sitting down.

“Morning.” House slowed down, as he noticed both Wilson and Cuddy where in his office; for reasons he hadn’t thought of yet.

“What’s going on?” House put his backpack down, before sitting at his desk.

“We just wanted to see how bạn were.” Cuddy spoke in a soft tone as Wilson watched on as House and Cuddy kept their gaze longer than usual.

“I’ll see bạn at lunch.” Wilson left, looking back at Cuddy before the door closed behind him.

“So, how...

Cuddy woke up, and rushed to the bathroom. It was the một giây time she had thrown up in the không gian of days, she knew there could only be one reason.

As she made her way to get dress for work, she looked at her calendar; it had been a tháng since House had checked into the rehab facility. Both Wilson and Cuddy had made a pact not to have any contact with House while he was inside, no matter how much they wanted to. They knew it was best.

On her way to the hospital, she picked up a pregnancy test, although she hoped it was just something she ate. The thought of becoming pregnant with House’s child...

Cuddy woke-up in an unfamiliar setting; it took her a couple of giây to realise that it was House’s giường she had slept in.

Looking to her right, she expected to see House’s smug face laying on the cái gối, gối tiếp theo to her, but she was alone.

House was already up, in his bathroom, getting ready. Looking into the mirror, he smiled like a man in love. It wasn’t until he noticed his Vicodin bottle on the side of the sink that his smile turned to a thêm serious look. Like a ghost from his past, the Vicodin represented everything he had become. It was hard to find his true self under the addicted...

"So, will there be a repeat performance of what we did this morning?" House đã đưa ý kiến as he entered Lisa Cuddy's office. Cuddy looked up from her computer screen.
"House, I'm busy. bạn have clinic." She replied tersely.
House sat down in the chair across from her desk.
"No. I have an appointment with a certain Dean of Medicine, on hàng đầu, đầu trang of this desk, for about an hour." He đã đưa ý kiến with a mock look at his wristwatch.
Cuddy let out an exasperated breath.
"This isn't the time hoặc the place..."
"To screw each other's brains out? Okay. Your place hoặc mine?" He đã đưa ý kiến as he rested his chin on hàng đầu, đầu trang of his cane.
"Look,...

When I normally watch TV shows, I’m pretty neutral. I tend to just watch the hiển thị to watch the show, and most of the time have no strong preferences in shipping, to give bạn an example for Bones, though I adore the interactions between Booth and Brennan, I really don’t care whether they get together hoặc not (in fact I may be one of the few people who fears it). But I can’t help to have noticed, as I’m sure many of bạn have also noticed about yourself, that I have grown severely attached to this relationship so much so that I was reduced to a blubbering fangirl once THE promo for “Under...

I arrived to work -early- as usual, signed in, đã đưa ý kiến hi to Brenda and made my way to my office. I got in, locked the door, sat down at my bàn and whipped out my personal journal and wrote down my dream. This was the 5th one in 2 weeks and they were becoming thêm and thêm frequent. Maybe my dreams were signalling my underlying feelings for him. Sure I admire him as a working man, then again there is his good looking body...DAMNIT! There I go again; letting my mind wander over the man I wanted to tell I tình yêu him. As I weighed up the pro's and con's of him in my mind, the door to my office swung...

So yeah! I am really bore so I decide to recollect the reasons why we tình yêu Huddy, based on the 1000 reasons why we tình yêu Huddy thread so here it is. I will divide them bởi 100s.
1.    Because the sexual tension is undeniable.
2.    Because it’s October/October.
3.    Because she saved his life.
4.    Because even though they fight all the time bạn can tell they have deep currents of affection for one another.
5.    Because, even if it's hard to believe, he listens to her.
6.    Because...

"Where the hell is he?"
Cuddy had barged into Wilson's office. She hadn't seen House at his clinic duty so she decided to ask Wilson what plan he was pulling.
"Here?"
"He owes me clinic and I haven't seen him."
"You really expect to?"
"He đã đưa ý kiến himself--"
"Just because he đã đưa ý kiến it doesn't mean he meant it."
"So he's avoiding me?"
"I would too." Wilson looked back down and began working again, despite the fact that Cuddy was still venting. Then Cameron walked in, along with Chase and Foreman.
"Where's House?" Foreman asked.
"He has a patient due in OR. I need a patient to operate on, and the doctor who...

What could've happened...What could've been said...What could've been done...What we all dream...In the eyes of a Huddy fanatic....
(Starting from original sequence. Extended at certain point)

House was sitting on the bus, all the way in the back. He was just sitting there when Cuddy appeared.
"Didn't know bạn road the bus."
"I used to drive trang chủ after getting drunk, but some mothers got mad-d."
He paused for a second, remembering.
"Wait a second. What are bạn dong here? bạn weren't on the bus with me."
"Then I guess this isn't a memory. It's a fantasy." She got up from her ghế, chỗ ngồi and stood in front...