So guys sorry I was in exams (I still am but they’re getting easier) and well today I was absent to school so I thought I would write the seguinte chap. I hope you like it and leave a review they always make me smile =) Reviews are love! I have to admit this isn’t the best chap but well when the S person is here it’s gonna be mais interesting since Cuddy will be jealous…
“Wilson this is the psych. The psych this is Wilson” Wilson stared up and down House as he pointed him with his cane. The Psych stood in the door, leitura the thoughts coming from Wilson and from House. She could see the interesting couple of friends they were.
“House what are you doing? You are suppo-“
“Yeah, yeah I know but Littlelittle Greg missed me.” House made cachorro, filhote de cachorro eyes and Wilson rolled his eyes.
“Still you know this will-“
“He knows that and you know he knows too. So why do you bother telling him this if he will just shrug it off?” The Psych interfered. She stepped to see Wilson closer. He seemed like the superhero of the story to her, the good guy who loved to help and make everyone feel good. She smiled, it was a better personality than House’s but House was mais fun to decipher since he was always hiding behind this grumpy curtain and Wilson, he wore his coração on his sleeve.
“Wait-wha-why are you called the Psych?” Wilson stammered .
“Because she can read minds-“
“And yeah he knows it would be a psychic then but it’s shorter to say and it sounds better, don’t you think so? Wait, who is Amber?” Wilson‘s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to say something but didn’t respond, House glanced to the floor.
“I’m sorry, it jumped in your mind and I didn’t know yet she was dead. You still miss her don’t you? Is that true?” She turned to see House. House raised an eyebrow.
“What’s true?”
“That you killed her and-“ House’s eyes began to fire.
“You still think I killed her?” He asked Wilson. Wilson stood numb, he didn’0tknow what to say. He did still believe it was House’s fault although mais than a couple of years have passed. House stared at Wilson disapprovingly and left. The Psych followed but before she went out she told Wilson sorry.
“House stop.” He didn’t obey her. He continued walking.
“Stop!” House didn’t even turn around then he heard a muffled sound and a cry of pain. The psych was on the floor. House limped towards her. She was conscious which wasn’t good for the situation she was going through. Her ankle was swollen and the bruises had begun to appear. She was bleeding internally. House paged the team to come and mover the girl. He would have done it but after all little little Greg had missed him.
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“House.” The Psych smiled at seeing him when she woke up.
“What do you want?”
“Did you fight with Cuddy?” She said just above a whisper, they had put anesthesia so she could not feel pain. But the effect had passed and she wouldn’t show weakness, just like House would have done.
“Shouldn’t you be twisting and screaming?” House asked still sitting in the sofá in front of her. He was what the psych thought was sad, she couldn’t read why since she didn’t have the strength.
“Maybe, but I’m too vain to show pain. Does it remind you of someone?” House nodded. He didn’t know why he answered the girl perguntas but she brought him trust. She will rato him in front of his best friends and his boss but there was something about that girl.
“I want to see Cuddy.” She declared in a much stronger tone now.
“Why?”
“Because I need to see if she has found my parents and if not if she could bring a lawyer. Maybe Stacy?” House didn’t feel surprise anymore, he had understand the girl’s knowledge was great. What bugged him now was why she was trying to get to know all the people-
“You care about? Because I want to get to know you and because maybe I shouldn’t care for your relationships but I know I do and I want to help and although you don’t want my help, I know you want to know yourself better. Think about it. I can read everybody’s mind. Cuddy’s, Wilson’s, yours… It doesn’t matter who it is. Nobody keeps secrets from me. “ She was right, she had explored Cuddy’s , Wilson’s and House’s mind a lot in the short time she had been in the hospital.
“I’ll see what I can do.” And with that House left. The Psych knew immediately what he was planning to do. She didn’t stop him though, she will always win. Always
A/N: I really didn’t like this chap but oh well whatever the seguinte one will have Huddy, although this chap was important because it will help me explain the ending. Thanks for reading!!!
“Wilson this is the psych. The psych this is Wilson” Wilson stared up and down House as he pointed him with his cane. The Psych stood in the door, leitura the thoughts coming from Wilson and from House. She could see the interesting couple of friends they were.
“House what are you doing? You are suppo-“
“Yeah, yeah I know but Littlelittle Greg missed me.” House made cachorro, filhote de cachorro eyes and Wilson rolled his eyes.
“Still you know this will-“
“He knows that and you know he knows too. So why do you bother telling him this if he will just shrug it off?” The Psych interfered. She stepped to see Wilson closer. He seemed like the superhero of the story to her, the good guy who loved to help and make everyone feel good. She smiled, it was a better personality than House’s but House was mais fun to decipher since he was always hiding behind this grumpy curtain and Wilson, he wore his coração on his sleeve.
“Wait-wha-why are you called the Psych?” Wilson stammered .
“Because she can read minds-“
“And yeah he knows it would be a psychic then but it’s shorter to say and it sounds better, don’t you think so? Wait, who is Amber?” Wilson‘s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to say something but didn’t respond, House glanced to the floor.
“I’m sorry, it jumped in your mind and I didn’t know yet she was dead. You still miss her don’t you? Is that true?” She turned to see House. House raised an eyebrow.
“What’s true?”
“That you killed her and-“ House’s eyes began to fire.
“You still think I killed her?” He asked Wilson. Wilson stood numb, he didn’0tknow what to say. He did still believe it was House’s fault although mais than a couple of years have passed. House stared at Wilson disapprovingly and left. The Psych followed but before she went out she told Wilson sorry.
“House stop.” He didn’t obey her. He continued walking.
“Stop!” House didn’t even turn around then he heard a muffled sound and a cry of pain. The psych was on the floor. House limped towards her. She was conscious which wasn’t good for the situation she was going through. Her ankle was swollen and the bruises had begun to appear. She was bleeding internally. House paged the team to come and mover the girl. He would have done it but after all little little Greg had missed him.
HOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMD
“House.” The Psych smiled at seeing him when she woke up.
“What do you want?”
“Did you fight with Cuddy?” She said just above a whisper, they had put anesthesia so she could not feel pain. But the effect had passed and she wouldn’t show weakness, just like House would have done.
“Shouldn’t you be twisting and screaming?” House asked still sitting in the sofá in front of her. He was what the psych thought was sad, she couldn’t read why since she didn’t have the strength.
“Maybe, but I’m too vain to show pain. Does it remind you of someone?” House nodded. He didn’t know why he answered the girl perguntas but she brought him trust. She will rato him in front of his best friends and his boss but there was something about that girl.
“I want to see Cuddy.” She declared in a much stronger tone now.
“Why?”
“Because I need to see if she has found my parents and if not if she could bring a lawyer. Maybe Stacy?” House didn’t feel surprise anymore, he had understand the girl’s knowledge was great. What bugged him now was why she was trying to get to know all the people-
“You care about? Because I want to get to know you and because maybe I shouldn’t care for your relationships but I know I do and I want to help and although you don’t want my help, I know you want to know yourself better. Think about it. I can read everybody’s mind. Cuddy’s, Wilson’s, yours… It doesn’t matter who it is. Nobody keeps secrets from me. “ She was right, she had explored Cuddy’s , Wilson’s and House’s mind a lot in the short time she had been in the hospital.
“I’ll see what I can do.” And with that House left. The Psych knew immediately what he was planning to do. She didn’t stop him though, she will always win. Always
A/N: I really didn’t like this chap but oh well whatever the seguinte one will have Huddy, although this chap was important because it will help me explain the ending. Thanks for reading!!!
