After arriving in her office, Cuddy sat down on her đi văng and put her head in her hands.
She started to clear her mind.
' He didn't kill Michael, What was I thinking?' Cuddy thought as she remembered House's hurt and broken face.
' He got hurt trying to save Michael. He was already mourning, then I come in and yell to his face that he killed his own son...' Cuddy thought.
" Oh god." She đã đưa ý kiến as she stood up.
She rushed to his room to tell him sorry, and that he can have his job back and she would marry him.
As she opened the door to House's room she slowly walked in.
She saw House's back, he was facing away from the door.
" Greg?" She đã đưa ý kiến quietly as she watched him freeze.
" Greg, I am sorry." She đã đưa ý kiến as she slowly walked towards House's front.
" I shouldn't have đã đưa ý kiến all of that. bạn tried to save Michael."
" Can bạn please forgive me? I will take back all the thi-- GREG!" She đã đưa ý kiến as she saw him with a syringe about to put it in his arm.
She slapped his arm really hard causing him to drop the syringe.
" What the hell were bạn thinking Greg?!?" She yelled as she saw him close his eyes quickly.
House snapped," What the hell was I thinking?!?"
Cuddy stepped back at House's tone.
" I wake up from surgery. Surgery that I got from trying to save OUR son. I failed. Then bạn tell me that I killed OUR son. And that bạn won't marry me, and that I am FIRED! I had every right to OFF myself!"
House was breathing loudly looking away from Cuddy.
Silence engulfed them. bạn can hear a pin drop kind of silence.
" Greg..." Cuddy starteed.
" I am so sorry, i had no right to blame you. if bạn don't want to marry me anymore I understand."
Cuddy slowly started to walk torwards the door with her head hung so that House couldn't see her tears.
When Cuddy was bởi the door House looked over when he heard her sniff. He saw her wipe a tear, and her reaching for the door.
He sighed.
" Lisa..."
She slowly turned around to look at him with tear filled eyes.
" Come here." Greg đã đưa ý kiến reaching out to her with his good arm.
Cuddy quickly walked into his arms.
" I'm...so ...sorry..." Cuddy đã đưa ý kiến between breaths.
Greg sighed." This is gonna sound really really corny but....No thêm Goodbyes?"
Cuddy smiled.
" No thêm goodbyes."
The end
I know it really sucked....
She started to clear her mind.
' He didn't kill Michael, What was I thinking?' Cuddy thought as she remembered House's hurt and broken face.
' He got hurt trying to save Michael. He was already mourning, then I come in and yell to his face that he killed his own son...' Cuddy thought.
" Oh god." She đã đưa ý kiến as she stood up.
She rushed to his room to tell him sorry, and that he can have his job back and she would marry him.
As she opened the door to House's room she slowly walked in.
She saw House's back, he was facing away from the door.
" Greg?" She đã đưa ý kiến quietly as she watched him freeze.
" Greg, I am sorry." She đã đưa ý kiến as she slowly walked towards House's front.
" I shouldn't have đã đưa ý kiến all of that. bạn tried to save Michael."
" Can bạn please forgive me? I will take back all the thi-- GREG!" She đã đưa ý kiến as she saw him with a syringe about to put it in his arm.
She slapped his arm really hard causing him to drop the syringe.
" What the hell were bạn thinking Greg?!?" She yelled as she saw him close his eyes quickly.
House snapped," What the hell was I thinking?!?"
Cuddy stepped back at House's tone.
" I wake up from surgery. Surgery that I got from trying to save OUR son. I failed. Then bạn tell me that I killed OUR son. And that bạn won't marry me, and that I am FIRED! I had every right to OFF myself!"
House was breathing loudly looking away from Cuddy.
Silence engulfed them. bạn can hear a pin drop kind of silence.
" Greg..." Cuddy starteed.
" I am so sorry, i had no right to blame you. if bạn don't want to marry me anymore I understand."
Cuddy slowly started to walk torwards the door with her head hung so that House couldn't see her tears.
When Cuddy was bởi the door House looked over when he heard her sniff. He saw her wipe a tear, and her reaching for the door.
He sighed.
" Lisa..."
She slowly turned around to look at him with tear filled eyes.
" Come here." Greg đã đưa ý kiến reaching out to her with his good arm.
Cuddy quickly walked into his arms.
" I'm...so ...sorry..." Cuddy đã đưa ý kiến between breaths.
Greg sighed." This is gonna sound really really corny but....No thêm Goodbyes?"
Cuddy smiled.
" No thêm goodbyes."
The end
I know it really sucked....
I was đọc up on opiate withdrawal and apparently bạn can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the tiếp theo morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the không gian of a horrible 24 giờ detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every giờ hoặc so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the tiếp theo morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the không gian of a horrible 24 giờ detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every giờ hoặc so like before.
Short and simple :)