So here's the last part of this fic and I know it is very predictable.
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„Cuddy. I didn't expect bạn here...” House was surprised seeing her standing at his door. It was a long time since the last time he saw her. He was wondering how is she doing after Tom’s death, but he was too afraid to ask, so he decided to act completely normal about it “Come in” he opened the door wider, inviting her inside with a slight smile.
“Have bạn really được trao up on me?” she ignored him, focusing her look on his face, while her sudden attack bởi the câu hỏi scared and surprised him.
“I think that’s your way of saying “hi” after… let me think... 4 months? I missed y…” House tried to play it down bởi diễn xuất like he always does, but Cuddy stopped him before he could continue his monologue.
“I asked bạn a question, Greg.” She sounded thêm serious than the first time, now with her begging-for-an-answer voice.
“You want to talk about it here?” he gave her the look as she ignored him again, still staring into his ocean blue eyes, trying to force from him the words she wanted to hear. “I.. I don’t know.” He gabbled, really didn’t know what to say. He was almost ready to forget about her, to fight his feelings for her and now she’s standing in front of his, throwing the questions.
“So what does it mean?” Lisa Mất tích her hope for a simple answer and was ready to do everything right now to solve the things between them while the sadness and anger were growing inside of her.
“I don’t know what you’re expecting me to say… bạn were with Tom and now he’s…”
“… gone, right. But have bạn ever really thought that I loved him thêm than I loved you?” she đã đưa ý kiến as the tears began to flooding into her eyes.
“Okay… I don’t know where is that leading us up…”
“Just answer.” She asked him once more.
“I don’t know, Lisa.” He hung his head, feeling completely lost.
“Fine. Than… good luck.” she suddenly turned around and started to go quickly down the stairs.
“Hey, wait!” he immediately followed her trying to stop her, but without his cane his was helpless. “Lisa, wait!” he shouted again when the pain in his leg didn’t let him to go forward.
“You know what?” she stopped in the middle of the stairs and turned around to face him looking up “I thought that when I would come here after all this time bạn would finally make a di chuyển and try to say how bạn feel while bạn are sober, but apparently I was wrong. I was ready to forgive bạn all the things bạn have done to me. I came here and wanted to start again, but…” she đã đưa ý kiến with a broken voice, trying to dry the tears falling from her eyes bởi the sleeve of her coat.
“Stop it, please.” He came down a few steps and slowly reached his hand toward her cheek. “After what I have done to bạn I thought I’ve Mất tích bạn forever. I never gave up on you, but I just thought there’s no chance for us…” he lifter her head a little bit to look into her eyes, now red from cry. “Do bạn still tình yêu me?” he whispered.
“I don’t think I can ever stop loving you…” she đã đưa ý kiến and he came down one step thêm to be at the same height as her and pulled her into a deep but gentle kiss. He didn’t want to scare her again and made her feel comfortable under his touch again. As he felt her kissing him back with the same want, he smiled knowing that nothing will ever tear them apart.



THE END