Cuddy walked into her office ready to start the morning. She set her stuff down and sat at her desk. She rumaged around for some papers and stumbled over a red box with a bow on it. She thaught it was weird seeing as she usually doesn’t get anything for Easter. She untied the bow and carefully opened the box. In it lay a little card that she would read at the end. She lifted the card up and set it aside so she could look at the present. There lay a little pair of red edible underwear under the gift embrulho, envoltório paper. She was serious at first and tried to be mad but then she smiled. She picked up...

Some poems por one of my favorito poets, Erich Fried.
Some of them are so Huddy, you will see ^^.
I hope you like them.
Some of them I had to translate myself.
Here's a little selection.
Enjoy

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Compensation

To be able to breathe out
ones unhappiness

to breathe out deeply
so that one can
breathe in again

And perhaps being able to speak out
ones unhappiness
in words
in real words
which are connected together [coherent]
and make sense
and which oneself
still can understand
and which perhaps even
somebody else understands
or could understand

And to be able to cry

This again...

House took poured a glass of whisky, before he sat down on his sofa. Cuddy took her jaqueta and shoes off, before she sat down seguinte to him.

Cuddy: Have you packed yet?

House: Wilson offered.

Cuddy: I can…help you pack.

House nodded in agreement, and smiled as she stood up and turned around to walk towards his bedroom.

Cuddy: I think you’d just need a few things at first.

House followed her, she sat on his cama as he stood there; glass of whisky in hand.

Cuddy: On segundo thought, you’re not the most co-operative of people, you may be there longer.

House: Here.

House handed her a weekend bag.

House:...

House found himself on the roof of the hospital when the dawn broke. He was in his gown, sitting on the very ledge. He was puffing on one of his cigars as the sun rose. It was so peaceful here. And he was feeling so serene. Until Wilson popped in.
"Mind if I take a drag?" He asked sarcastically. He was in the doorway, holding it halfway open. He stood there for about seven segundos before actually coming near him.
"Her mothers?"
"Cameron?"
"Cuddy."
"You showed her the ring?"
"Because you refused to."
"Damn it."
He took a long drag, causing a good amount of ashes to fall. They blew away when the morning...

"You're good with her." Cuddy said as she watched House rock Rachel in his arms.
"Well, she already marked her territiory once she puked all over my camisa so she's comfortable with me now."
Cuddy chuckled and moved to sit beside him on the sofa.
"You've been in my início for all of thirty minutos and have yet to tell me why you're here?"
House held Rachel out for Cuddy to take.
"Here. She's cooing for you." He said as he awkwardly passed the baby off and moved to stand up.
Cuddy rocked her baby a little before placing her in the basinet.
"...You got any food?" He asked.
Cuddy sighed and stood...

Three weeks later..




"OH. MY. GOD."
Wilson rubbed his face, irritated and slightly annoyed, having to have the same argument he had not too long ago.
"Don't. Listen to me, we had sex, again, unprotected at least three weeks ago."
"And why is that relevant?"
Cuddy wasn't listening to him. She was just thinking about what she should do.
"I don't know yet." She said curtly.
"Let me know when you do."
"He is becoming less and less of himself the longer he's with me."
"And that's bad because...?"
"It changes his way of thinking. His decisions. His actions. I don't want that to be because of me."
"You don't...

Tom-"Hmmm, what?"
House-"Nothing"
Tom-"Interested in her?"
House"Nope."
Tom-"I'll be right back."
House-"Wwwait, wait, where are you going?" *House said in a very concerned tone.*
Tom-"To get Lisa Cuddy."
Before House could say anything, Tom left to go get Lisa. House watched him as he confronted her, the 'ol so drunk Lisa Cuddy tried to step off of the table. Unfortunately, she was too drunk, and failed miserably. Her face hit the floor. Nobody noticed really, except for Tom and House. House still stood, not knowing whether to go over there or not. He decided he was just going to let her come to...