This is super corny but it would have been a better ending than the one we got from David Shore.
She just wouldn’t leave him alone. She kept pestering him about how he felt about their break up, wanting to get answers. What did she expect him to say? That he was fine and perfectly happy that he had lost the amor of his life?
“House, please just talk to me.” Said Cuddy as she ran after him. House turned around in rage with all his emotions finally rising to the surface as he grabbed her and held her against the wall. He hadn’t touched her since their break up. He had missed being able to touch her and hold her but he was upset that it had come to this.
“You wanna know how I feel!?” House yelled in her face. The last time he had gotten this close to her face he had been leaning in to kiss her. She opened her eyes once he had stopped yelling and he immediately regretting scaring her like that. He could see in her eyes that he had just upset her.
“I feel…hurt.” Muttered House through gritted teeth. He had not wanted to say those words but he knew he had to let her know. He hated showing how he felt; especially admitting to Cuddy that she had hurt him emotionally. Cuddy looked up at him with tears welling up in her eyes. At first she wasn’t sure how to reply to that. It was one of the most honest things he had ever said to her. House’s hand was still held tight around her arm, pinning her against the wall. She put her hand over his and brought it between them where they just stood there holding hands. She wanted him to know it was okay and that she was glad he had finally expressed himself.
“I’m sorry.” Said Cuddy as she began to sob.
“It’s not your fault,” whispered House while he looked down, as he couldn’t urso to stare into her watery eyes any longer. Then he decided something. Something he had been thinking about but was too scared to do or say.
“I amor you. I will always amor you.” She began to cry as she heard those beautiful words come from his mouth. God, he was so hard to resist. House looked up from the ground and into her face, he put his forefinger under her chin and raised it up so that she was looking at him. He was going to say what he felt and he figured that he didn’t really have anything to lose.
“House don’t…” she murmured.
“I know I’m an bunda but the truth is, you won’t find anyone else in the whole world who loves you mais than I do. I don’t know what you want but if you want a husband, a father for Rachel and someone who will always be there for you for the rest of your life, then I’m right here. Please, I’m right here.” Cuddy looked at him through watery eyes then she closed them for a moment and took a deep breath.
“You promise?” she asked him through soft sobs. He looked at her without blinking and he slowly rested his forehead upon hers.
“I promise. All I want is to make you happy.” He replied. She gradually leaned further into him until her lips were brushing against his. House was relieved to feel her lips on his once mais and he knew that he would never let her go ever again. He wrapped his arms around her little waist and she pulled him in closer por placing her arms around his shoulders as their kiss deepened.
House pulled away after a while and looked straight into her eyes.
“I’ve missed you so much.” Said House.
“I’ve missed you too.” Sighed Cuddy as she pulled him in close and rested her head on his chest.
“I want to take you somewhere.” He said. She looked up at him, perplexed.
“Where?”
“A little place on the coast of France. If I recall correctly, it goes por the name of Mon Saint Michel.” He smiled at her and she smiled back. “And don’t tell me that you can’t leave because of work. Screw work.”
“I wasn’t going to. Come on, let’s go.” Said Cuddy with a huge smile. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, grabbed his hand and they walked out of the hospital together.
TEN YEARS LATER
House and Cuddy got married on their trip to France and are
still happily married and will be for a very long time. They fight all the time, call each other names and spend most of their time arguing. But they amor each other. And they both know that there’s no one else out there that would make them feel the same way that they do with each other. They both still work at the hospital and have three children and live in the outer suburbs of New Jersey. Rachel is now 14. Despite Cuddy’s anterior failed attempts, they managed to conceive a boy, James who is now 7. They recently adopted their daughter, Arlene who is only 1 ano old. When you find something as rare as love, it’s wise to hold on to it. Cuddy knew that if she hadn’t taken House back all those years ago, she would have spent the rest of her life wondering what would have happened if she had.
She just wouldn’t leave him alone. She kept pestering him about how he felt about their break up, wanting to get answers. What did she expect him to say? That he was fine and perfectly happy that he had lost the amor of his life?
“House, please just talk to me.” Said Cuddy as she ran after him. House turned around in rage with all his emotions finally rising to the surface as he grabbed her and held her against the wall. He hadn’t touched her since their break up. He had missed being able to touch her and hold her but he was upset that it had come to this.
“You wanna know how I feel!?” House yelled in her face. The last time he had gotten this close to her face he had been leaning in to kiss her. She opened her eyes once he had stopped yelling and he immediately regretting scaring her like that. He could see in her eyes that he had just upset her.
“I feel…hurt.” Muttered House through gritted teeth. He had not wanted to say those words but he knew he had to let her know. He hated showing how he felt; especially admitting to Cuddy that she had hurt him emotionally. Cuddy looked up at him with tears welling up in her eyes. At first she wasn’t sure how to reply to that. It was one of the most honest things he had ever said to her. House’s hand was still held tight around her arm, pinning her against the wall. She put her hand over his and brought it between them where they just stood there holding hands. She wanted him to know it was okay and that she was glad he had finally expressed himself.
“I’m sorry.” Said Cuddy as she began to sob.
“It’s not your fault,” whispered House while he looked down, as he couldn’t urso to stare into her watery eyes any longer. Then he decided something. Something he had been thinking about but was too scared to do or say.
“I amor you. I will always amor you.” She began to cry as she heard those beautiful words come from his mouth. God, he was so hard to resist. House looked up from the ground and into her face, he put his forefinger under her chin and raised it up so that she was looking at him. He was going to say what he felt and he figured that he didn’t really have anything to lose.
“House don’t…” she murmured.
“I know I’m an bunda but the truth is, you won’t find anyone else in the whole world who loves you mais than I do. I don’t know what you want but if you want a husband, a father for Rachel and someone who will always be there for you for the rest of your life, then I’m right here. Please, I’m right here.” Cuddy looked at him through watery eyes then she closed them for a moment and took a deep breath.
“You promise?” she asked him through soft sobs. He looked at her without blinking and he slowly rested his forehead upon hers.
“I promise. All I want is to make you happy.” He replied. She gradually leaned further into him until her lips were brushing against his. House was relieved to feel her lips on his once mais and he knew that he would never let her go ever again. He wrapped his arms around her little waist and she pulled him in closer por placing her arms around his shoulders as their kiss deepened.
House pulled away after a while and looked straight into her eyes.
“I’ve missed you so much.” Said House.
“I’ve missed you too.” Sighed Cuddy as she pulled him in close and rested her head on his chest.
“I want to take you somewhere.” He said. She looked up at him, perplexed.
“Where?”
“A little place on the coast of France. If I recall correctly, it goes por the name of Mon Saint Michel.” He smiled at her and she smiled back. “And don’t tell me that you can’t leave because of work. Screw work.”
“I wasn’t going to. Come on, let’s go.” Said Cuddy with a huge smile. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, grabbed his hand and they walked out of the hospital together.
TEN YEARS LATER
House and Cuddy got married on their trip to France and are
still happily married and will be for a very long time. They fight all the time, call each other names and spend most of their time arguing. But they amor each other. And they both know that there’s no one else out there that would make them feel the same way that they do with each other. They both still work at the hospital and have three children and live in the outer suburbs of New Jersey. Rachel is now 14. Despite Cuddy’s anterior failed attempts, they managed to conceive a boy, James who is now 7. They recently adopted their daughter, Arlene who is only 1 ano old. When you find something as rare as love, it’s wise to hold on to it. Cuddy knew that if she hadn’t taken House back all those years ago, she would have spent the rest of her life wondering what would have happened if she had.