Huddy

The tiếp theo morning they get dressed and walk to the house’s door. Greg breathes deeply. ‘Well... here we go...’
Cuddy smiles at him. ‘You’re gonna be alright.’
They go out and get into the car to go to the hospital. When they get there, they go to the elevator and people stare at them. She didn’t say anything about their relationship while he was in a coma, but it was obvious that they weren’t just old friends.
‘Love the feeling of being observed...’
‘Yes... it's really nice...’ They go to Lisa’s office and he sits down.
‘Well...?’ Asks House.
‘Okay, I don't want you...

A lot of people have been complaining about both the newly discovered Luddy relationship and the supposed “change” in Cuddy that was unleashed in the last episode entitled, “Known Unknowns”. I disagree with those people’s opinion and think that the Lucas and Cuddy relationship is going to be an interesting arc that both promotes Huddy and unravels thêm about the character of Cuddy and what she truly values in life. In this short bài viết I’m going to share my opinion and try to
show all of bạn that the Lucas/Cuddy relationship will both end well and will be an enjoyable experience...

Friday, Cuddy’s Office, a little past 10PM

House was slowly limping through the lobby when a faint glimpse of light, coming from Cuddy’s office, caught his always alert eyes. He looked down at his wristwatch and noticed, with unhidden curiosity, that it was way past her proverbial ‘bed time’. Rubbing his forehead in puzzlement he quickly decided to get to the bottom of this mystery and, in one pivotal move, changed his direction. giây later he barged into her office, visibly startling her. She definitely wasn’t expecting to see him.

Cuddy slightly jumped in her seat, immediately...

"I brought bạn something to read." Cuddy đã đưa ý kiến as she laid down a copy of The Collected Works of Steinbeck.
House continued to stare out the window. Cuddy sat down on the giường watching him from across the room.
"Your team doesn't know the particulars of your absence...I'll tell them however much bạn want them to know." She đã đưa ý kiến as she traced a finger over the book.
House sighed deeply but continued to focus on the world that lay beyond the barred window.
"I used your pay check to pay off your heating bill,water bill, and rent for the tiếp theo month. Wilson comes bởi your place every few days to clean...

ENTER:
PPTH
Confrence room 3
Friday, July 27 2009
10:46 a.m.
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TXT FR:Cuddy-
Stop it, wilson

TXT FR:Wilson-
What??

TXT FR:Cuddy-
U know what. The side-glancing, checking 2 c if im OK when u think im not looking, ect.

TXT FR:Wilson-
I have no idea what your talking about...And whats the Dean of Medicine even doing txting during a bored meeting anyway?

TXT FR:Cuddy-
u mean BOARD meeting?

TXT FR:Wilson-
I meant what i đã đưa ý kiến :)

TXT FR:Cuddy-
I take it u talked to House?

TXT FR:Wilson-
Maybe.Or maybe i noticed ur 14 day...

House and Cuddy were sitting underneath a large tree. Branches were spread out, boughs reaching every which way, bringing them comforting shade as they sat back watching over the young students. Cuddy was lying against House with his arms wrapped around her. His grip and stare was intimidating, for it was a warning look, a look of great protectiveness. She was wearing House's leather jacket, which suited her well. The familiar summer breeze blew as it shook the trees leaves. They were both feeling serene. It was peaceful here, bringing back plenty of memories.
"We should get back," Cuddy said...

"Could be a pulmonary embolism." suggested Kutner.
"Or maybe she's just nuts! bạn đã đưa ý kiến she was yelling her guts out for Cuddy." đã đưa ý kiến Thirteen.
"And that makes her crazy?? Have bạn SEEN Cuddy??" replied House as he turned back to the whiteboard.
"Our patient's name is Cuddles??" asked Taub.
"I agree with Thirteen. She's crazy." đã đưa ý kiến Foreman.
"Way to stick up for your girlfriend. Seriously, get a room already... hoặc have bạn already done that" House đã đưa ý kiến as he raised an eyebrow. He continued nghề viết văn things down on the whiteboard and continued the differential.

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Cuddy thought long and hard about House that evening. She thought of how she had rejected him even though, deep in her heart, she wanted and needed him. Lisa Cuddy wasn't one to make house calls to her employee's houses/apartments but she needed to speak to him.

She arrived at House's apartment only 10 phút after leaving her own. She knocked on the door and waited. As she waited she noticed the đàn piano had stopped and knew that House was coming to the door.

She stared at her feet as the door opened.

"Hi," he đã đưa ý kiến "What's up?"
"You, again" she đã đưa ý kiến with a small smile
"What have I done this time?"...

So the pretence of this ff, is that House and Cuddy have had sex tháng prior to everything I write regarding this specific fanfic :)

(Cuddy entered her office, and found House sitting behind her desk.)

Cuddy: What the hell are bạn doing here?

House: Your upset.

Cuddy: Like hell I’m upset. Can bạn get out of my office, please?

(Cuddy walked towards her lounge sofa whilst House got up from behind her desk)

House: Okay.

(House made his way to the doors.)

Cuddy: Wait.

(House let go of the doorknob, and turned and faced Cuddy. Her head in her hands, House was observing her every mood. Deducing that something...

"So, are bạn going to Michigan for the holidays?" House asked as he lit her fireplace.
"Maybe for New Years but I have too many proposals to work on during Christmas. Why do bạn ask?"
They were still in that weird non-couple couple point in their relationship. They were spending alot of time together at her place and his, but neither had đã đưa ý kiến "I tình yêu You," hoặc described the other as a girlfriend hoặc boyfriend yet. Cuddy wanted him to ask her to spend giáng sinh with him but she wasn't going to drop any hints. She wanted him to decide this all on his own.

"I just wondered if I would have a week...