thanks to those on both fanpop and fanfiction net who read and reviewed my trước đó chapter. Thjazi – i know its too early for Cuddy to meet the yellow eyed creature...but you'll see what happens...its going to be at least a few chapters before she actually finds out who/what it is...
so anyways...heres chapter two...i hope bạn enjoy it as much as the first...
read and review
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Cuddy finished her bữa tối, bữa ăn tối as fast as she had made it and went to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp to clean up. When she walked in, she was greeted with a pair of bright yellow eyes on the other side of the glass.
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She stopped dead in her tracks; her muscles went limp and she dropped her plate. She continued to stare at these eyes out the window and then she closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she re-opened her eyes to see what was there a few giây ago, gone.
She sighed in relief at the fact her mind had played a trick on her – a bloody good one at that too. Cuddy looked at her feet and saw the smashed plate and cuts to her feet. Her adrenaline had been pumping hard, so she didn't hear the plate smash and she didn't feel the shards slice her feet.
“Shit,” she mumbled to herself as she bent down to pick up the pieces.
Once she had cleaned up, she enured all the curtains were pulled and all doors and windows locked. She didn't want to take any chances. About five phút later, she was in giường đọc like usual. She had been to scared to sit in her lounge, afraid of what she might see again, so she tucked herself into one of the safest places she knew.
After half an giờ of reading, Cuddy told herself that she was being stupid; that there was no big, scary yellow eyed creature outside. She went down to the lounge and flicked on the T.V. and forced herself to watch some ridiculous soap.
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The creature that had scared Cuddy, remained in her yard seated under one of the trees. The creature was sprawled out and the moon's light allowed the creature's figure to be made out. The dark figure was about 6 feet in length and had a cat like face. The lông, lông thú was silky and dark with speckles of other colour. The creature was a black panther.
It kept looking around the yard, looking for 'the other'. This con beo, panther knew who it's other was, but it could never seem to get a grasp on her. The con beo, panther let out a sound like a sigh and it's head fell lower. It got up onto all fours and started padding it's way around Cuddy's garden; it was thinking. After twenty phút of 'thinking' it pulled on the grass, like a cat would to a rug, and nestled down, allowing it's head to rest on it's front paws.
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The sun was beginning to rise at 6:30 and Cuddy decided to get up. She padded to her curtains to open them, and when she did, she caught sight og a very naked House under a cây on her lawn. She was confused and scared. She rushed down the stairs and out the back door, grabbing a blanket along the way.
“House!?” she yelled, concerened. No person in their right mind would think of sleeping in their boss's back yard wearing nothing. But then again, House was never in his right mind. “Greg!?” she yelled this time, trying to rouse him from his unconciousness.
House yelled in pain as he woke and Cuddy jumped back, frightened.
“House, are bạn okay?”
He looked up at her, squinting because of the sun, and then looked at himself before Cuddy threw the blanket on him. “Fuck,” he mumbled.
“What?”
“Nothing, just – enjoying the view from here,” he đã đưa ý kiến with a smirk, looking down her nightie with interest.
She saw this and hitched it up a tad so he couldn't stare. “What are bạn doing on my lawn?”
“I-I-I...” he stammered, he wanted to tell the truth, but he couldn't. He stared at her feet. “What happened to your feet?” he deflected.
“I dropped a plate on them last night, nothing bad.” she answered. “Now, I gave bạn your answer, can I please have mine?”
“I went out drinking and crashed on your yard,” he lied.
“Where are your clothes?”
“Umm, Wilson has them,” he lied again. “I went...um...swimming and he lấy trộm, đánh cắp them...cause...he was...umm...drunk,”
“Come on, let's get bạn inside,” she said, helping him off the ground. He yelled in pain at the movement of his leg and he felt his head split. He yelled some more, sending Cuddy into a frenzy. She continued to pull him, “The sooner bạn get inside, the thêm quickly we can get bạn stuff for it,”
House let out a wimper and looked at her, her expression was that of concern and sincerity. “Kay,”
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House was spread out over Cuddy's đi văng with the blanket she had retrieved for him earlier. Cuddy sat opposite him with that unchanged expression of concern and holding her daughter.
“You feeling better now?” she asked, breaking the silence.
“A little,” he moaned. “Can I have the ngày off?”
She gave him a small smile, “Sure, but only if bạn tell me the truth about why bạn were sleeping in my yard. I don't believe bạn were out drinking,”
House sighed. “I would tình yêu to tell you, but I can't, I'm sorry,”
“I won't tell anyone,” she insisted.
“I đã đưa ý kiến I can't. It's not normal,” House said, dismissing her. He looked at Cuddy's daughter. “Rachel's about to cry,” he said, sensing the distress flowing through the baby.
“How'd bạn know -” she said, before being cut off bởi the slow build up of a scream.
House smirked at her, “Told ya so.”
Cuddy sent him a glare which was followed shortly after with a smile. “Thanks,”
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i hope bạn enjoyed that chappie...i hope to get somemore done soon...
please read and review...
xxx
so anyways...heres chapter two...i hope bạn enjoy it as much as the first...
read and review
xxx
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huddyaimee
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Cuddy finished her bữa tối, bữa ăn tối as fast as she had made it and went to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp to clean up. When she walked in, she was greeted with a pair of bright yellow eyes on the other side of the glass.
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huddyaimee
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She stopped dead in her tracks; her muscles went limp and she dropped her plate. She continued to stare at these eyes out the window and then she closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she re-opened her eyes to see what was there a few giây ago, gone.
She sighed in relief at the fact her mind had played a trick on her – a bloody good one at that too. Cuddy looked at her feet and saw the smashed plate and cuts to her feet. Her adrenaline had been pumping hard, so she didn't hear the plate smash and she didn't feel the shards slice her feet.
“Shit,” she mumbled to herself as she bent down to pick up the pieces.
Once she had cleaned up, she enured all the curtains were pulled and all doors and windows locked. She didn't want to take any chances. About five phút later, she was in giường đọc like usual. She had been to scared to sit in her lounge, afraid of what she might see again, so she tucked herself into one of the safest places she knew.
After half an giờ of reading, Cuddy told herself that she was being stupid; that there was no big, scary yellow eyed creature outside. She went down to the lounge and flicked on the T.V. and forced herself to watch some ridiculous soap.
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huddyaimee
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The creature that had scared Cuddy, remained in her yard seated under one of the trees. The creature was sprawled out and the moon's light allowed the creature's figure to be made out. The dark figure was about 6 feet in length and had a cat like face. The lông, lông thú was silky and dark with speckles of other colour. The creature was a black panther.
It kept looking around the yard, looking for 'the other'. This con beo, panther knew who it's other was, but it could never seem to get a grasp on her. The con beo, panther let out a sound like a sigh and it's head fell lower. It got up onto all fours and started padding it's way around Cuddy's garden; it was thinking. After twenty phút of 'thinking' it pulled on the grass, like a cat would to a rug, and nestled down, allowing it's head to rest on it's front paws.
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huddyaimee
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The sun was beginning to rise at 6:30 and Cuddy decided to get up. She padded to her curtains to open them, and when she did, she caught sight og a very naked House under a cây on her lawn. She was confused and scared. She rushed down the stairs and out the back door, grabbing a blanket along the way.
“House!?” she yelled, concerened. No person in their right mind would think of sleeping in their boss's back yard wearing nothing. But then again, House was never in his right mind. “Greg!?” she yelled this time, trying to rouse him from his unconciousness.
House yelled in pain as he woke and Cuddy jumped back, frightened.
“House, are bạn okay?”
He looked up at her, squinting because of the sun, and then looked at himself before Cuddy threw the blanket on him. “Fuck,” he mumbled.
“What?”
“Nothing, just – enjoying the view from here,” he đã đưa ý kiến with a smirk, looking down her nightie with interest.
She saw this and hitched it up a tad so he couldn't stare. “What are bạn doing on my lawn?”
“I-I-I...” he stammered, he wanted to tell the truth, but he couldn't. He stared at her feet. “What happened to your feet?” he deflected.
“I dropped a plate on them last night, nothing bad.” she answered. “Now, I gave bạn your answer, can I please have mine?”
“I went out drinking and crashed on your yard,” he lied.
“Where are your clothes?”
“Umm, Wilson has them,” he lied again. “I went...um...swimming and he lấy trộm, đánh cắp them...cause...he was...umm...drunk,”
“Come on, let's get bạn inside,” she said, helping him off the ground. He yelled in pain at the movement of his leg and he felt his head split. He yelled some more, sending Cuddy into a frenzy. She continued to pull him, “The sooner bạn get inside, the thêm quickly we can get bạn stuff for it,”
House let out a wimper and looked at her, her expression was that of concern and sincerity. “Kay,”
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huddyaimee
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House was spread out over Cuddy's đi văng with the blanket she had retrieved for him earlier. Cuddy sat opposite him with that unchanged expression of concern and holding her daughter.
“You feeling better now?” she asked, breaking the silence.
“A little,” he moaned. “Can I have the ngày off?”
She gave him a small smile, “Sure, but only if bạn tell me the truth about why bạn were sleeping in my yard. I don't believe bạn were out drinking,”
House sighed. “I would tình yêu to tell you, but I can't, I'm sorry,”
“I won't tell anyone,” she insisted.
“I đã đưa ý kiến I can't. It's not normal,” House said, dismissing her. He looked at Cuddy's daughter. “Rachel's about to cry,” he said, sensing the distress flowing through the baby.
“How'd bạn know -” she said, before being cut off bởi the slow build up of a scream.
House smirked at her, “Told ya so.”
Cuddy sent him a glare which was followed shortly after with a smile. “Thanks,”
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huddyaimee
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i hope bạn enjoyed that chappie...i hope to get somemore done soon...
please read and review...
xxx
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 :)