(See chapter 1)
Disclaimer: We don't own House MD because if we did
the rating wouldn't be TV-14 if ya know what we mean ;D
A/N: AAAND I'M BACK! :D oi guys! Sorry it took sooo long! I hate myself for that! Buuut I have returned and now I have help :D I am now COwriting this with Hughlaurie4ever because she is awesome and will keep the writers block out of me! lol seriously! She is amazing guys! Our minds are like totally in sync! We were like completing each other thoughts and sentences. It's too awesome! Well, we both worked on this at the same time - thanks to google Docs - and edited it together so if there are any mistakes we apologize and we hope you all...
ENJOY!
After a long dia of work and another lawsuit for House, Cuddy was ready to go início with her boyfriend and relax. She was excited to finally be able to spend a weekend with her boyfriend and daughter after a full mês of work. It had been far too long since she last spent good quality time with them. Now she thought about it, the last time they had must have been when she was trying to get Rachel into Waldenwood. She giggled as she remembered the look on House's face when Rachel crawled into his lap.
As she packed up her bag, imagining fond fantasies of what could happen with her family this weekend, she paged House to meet her at her car. Her bag, for the first time in a month, was nearly empty. Only her laptop occupied the small o espaço and she nearly cried with joy. She almost always came início with piles of work that she would have to complete until the early hours of the morning. Now she was able to go início and play with Rachel and hopefully House would cadastrar-se as well. Thankfully, he seemed to be acknowledging Rachel mais often then before.
Cuddy began to log off her desktop computer, still in her little fantasy, she heard a faint knock on her office door and she sighed resignedly, thinking that her dream was just crushed. She looked up slowly from her desktop to see that Malcolm was standing at her office door with a small smile on his face. He was wearing something different than what he wore this morning. Now he was wearing casual clothing, she assumed he was also heading home. She beckoned him in with a small smile, though she was pleading that he didn't want much.
"I'm sorry, am I disturbing you," he asked politely with a charming smile that she has learned to ignore completely.
"No," Cuddy tried to return the politeness, but her exhaustion leaked through her face, "what do you need?"
"You told me earlier that you would tell me all the details about deadlines and clinic duty," he started out with a small smile, "but it seems that you are exhausted right now."
"Oh did I," she seemed to have completely forgotten that conversation with him, "well that is a very important topic we have to go over," she said as she looked at her wrist watch.
"If you have somewhere to go..." Malcolm began, but let it trail off.
"Oh no, it's fine," she said with an unconvincing smile on her face, "I was just going to go home. It's been a long and tiring dia for me."
"Well, can we pick it up tomorrow then," he asked openly. But then he got an idea. "How about I treat you to lunch tomorrow and we can discuss it there and have a meal while we are at it?" he asked with his signature charming smile.
Cuddy bit her lip and furrowed her brows unsure, "Well," she hesitated as she looked between him and the door. She sighed, she hated having to choose between her job responsibilities and her family. The answer was certain though, "that would be great. Do you know where Chez Marrio is?"
"Well, of course! The comida there is just divine. Why don't we make it a jantar instead and go início afterwards? That would be much easier, if it's okay with you, that is." he said, thinking that he had a better chance if it was at night and had no time limit.
Cuddy sighed internally once again. She wanted to just have a quick explanation and go início and spend as much time as she could with Rachel and House. But she couldn't just turn him down because it was important for him to know all this and she had a commitment as Dean of Medicine to make sure that her employees were fully aware of all their responsibilities.
Suddenly, she was reeled out of her thoughts por a voice. "Dr. Cuddy? You alright there? You seemed zoned out for a minute." Malcolm said with concern on his face.
"Oh sorry," she said with an embarrassed smile, "tomorrow was supposed to be my dia off and I was planning to spend it with my daughter, Rachel, and -" She started but was interrupted por Malcolm.
"Oh! You have a daughter? Well why don't you bring her and we can just meet up for lunch? Maybe go to a mais family oriented place?" he said with a hopeful glint in his eyes and a genuine smile on his face.
She thought about it and maybe it didn't seem to be that bad of an idea since she still got to spend time with Rachel and House. "Okay," she said with a smile on her face.
"Okay," he repeated with a smile that showed all of his perfectly white teeth, "meet me at Chuck E Cheese at around 12 maybe? Make it a lunch instead."
Cuddy giggled at Chuck E. Cheese. "You come there often Doctor?" she joked with a teasing smile and a sparkle in her eyes.
Malcolm noticed the twinkle and smiled. It was intoxicating. Returning her smile he responded, "Only when my denunciar card comes home. Then I get free tokens! It's where I can be a kid!"
Cuddy giggled, admiring his humor. She gave him a friendly smile and grabbed her bag. "Alright, We'll see you at 12, and thank you so much for considering my plans."
Malcolm gave his third flirty smile that night. "Anytime Dr. Cuddy, and please it's my pleasure. I'm sure you're daughter's as lovely as her mother."
You can slice a faca through the awkwardness in the air as Cuddy tried to respond to his obvious attempt to flirt with her. She tried not to rock on her heels or flirt back, not wanting to give him any suggestion that she was in anyway interested or single. Thankfully, as always her knight in shining armor came to her rescue. House paged her, urging her to hurry as he stood outside of her car in the cold winter night. "Get ur rotundas bunda out here b4 mine freezes off."
She shook her head and then remembered that Malcolm was still there. She looked up and saw that he was looking, not at her exactly, but through her. He didn't seem to notice and stayed that way and she got uncomfortable. His green eyes shined from the moonlight peaking through the cracks of the shutters and they seem to be staring into her soul.
"Well Dr. Malcolm, I have got to go início now, so I will see you tomorrow if that was all you needed." she said, with the professional smile she had perfected over the years to get away from donors or patients.
"No that was all Dr. Cuddy, thank you. I will see you tomorrow." he said with a toothy smile again and bid her goodbye with a nod.
Cuddy quickly left, without hesitation, scared someone else will stop her. She stopped por the nurses station to signed out and saw that House had already signed her out. She smiled and walked out into the parking lot, pulling her casaco tightly around her when the brutal winter wind hit her. She looked to her left when she heard a honk and saw that it was Malcolm leaving in his car, but not without waving goodbye.
She nodded and kept walking toward her car. Her eyes stilled on House who stood seguinte to her car, shivering, and completely under dressed for this weather. He was sporting a washed up ACDC camisa and his thinnest pair of jeans he owned. She looked at his unruly hair and red ears, and an involuntary smile graced her face as she quickly made her way towards him.
"You, little missy," House yelled when she was within eye sight, "are in trouble." He heard her giggle and he went on, "Leaving a poor cripple man standing out in the freezing cold is beyond torture."
Cuddy continued to smile as she looked up at him once they were face to face. "I'm sorry," she said cutely as she gave him the cachorro, filhote de cachorro eyes and a small pout, "can you ever forgive me?"
"No," House said like an adolescent and crossed his arms at her in mock anger with a small pout.
She hid her giggle and walked sexily up to him until her hips rubbed up against his and wrapped her hands around his head and lightly scratched his scalp. She raised her mouth up to his ear and whispered, "I can think of a few ways to get you warm."
He groaned and loosened his arms to grab her waist, but before he could, she backed away from him and said, "If you get in the car you could be warmer," and turned around from him after giving him a smirk.
Before she could step any further, House grabbed her arms, turned, and pinned her firmly against the side of the car. "You little minx. I think you need to be taught a lesson." he whispered close to her face.
She could feel the warmth of his breath on her lips. The smell escalated up to her nose and she cheirado, cheirava, smelt Jack Daniels mixed with sweet candy. Cuddy licked her lips hungrily wanting to taste his lips on hers. House leaned down to brush his lips against hers. She nibbled lightly on his bottom lip and he leaned closer until their lips embraced each other in a warm tangle of tastes.
He could taste the intoxicating coffee mixed with something he could never figure out, but it was always there, and he couldn't get enough of it.
Their beijar got mais intense and Cuddy pulled him closer and they were both putting so much pressure against the door without realizing it. They continued that way until they suddenly jumped in the air when the car alarm went off. Cuddy gasped as House squeaked and squealed at the same time. Their hearts were pumping faster than ever.
Cuddy giggled after the initial shock wore off and looked up at House who glared down at her, knowing that she heard his squeal of surprise. She untangled herself from him and went to the driver's side of the car. House got in and Cuddy couldn't help but look at him with a smirk as she tried not to laugh. House just continued to sulk and stare straight ahead with a slight pout and crossed his arms as she started the car.
"Not a word."
Ooooh family lunch with Aaron T. Malcolm. Do you guys have any guesses what might happen x3 Hehe tell us in your reviews. Well this is our first attempt at cowriting together so we hope you all enjoy it and please share your thoughts - good or bad. Thanks for reading
-Jess Vic & Hughlaurie4ever A.K.A Lona
Disclaimer: We don't own House MD because if we did
the rating wouldn't be TV-14 if ya know what we mean ;D
A/N: AAAND I'M BACK! :D oi guys! Sorry it took sooo long! I hate myself for that! Buuut I have returned and now I have help :D I am now COwriting this with Hughlaurie4ever because she is awesome and will keep the writers block out of me! lol seriously! She is amazing guys! Our minds are like totally in sync! We were like completing each other thoughts and sentences. It's too awesome! Well, we both worked on this at the same time - thanks to google Docs - and edited it together so if there are any mistakes we apologize and we hope you all...
ENJOY!
After a long dia of work and another lawsuit for House, Cuddy was ready to go início with her boyfriend and relax. She was excited to finally be able to spend a weekend with her boyfriend and daughter after a full mês of work. It had been far too long since she last spent good quality time with them. Now she thought about it, the last time they had must have been when she was trying to get Rachel into Waldenwood. She giggled as she remembered the look on House's face when Rachel crawled into his lap.
As she packed up her bag, imagining fond fantasies of what could happen with her family this weekend, she paged House to meet her at her car. Her bag, for the first time in a month, was nearly empty. Only her laptop occupied the small o espaço and she nearly cried with joy. She almost always came início with piles of work that she would have to complete until the early hours of the morning. Now she was able to go início and play with Rachel and hopefully House would cadastrar-se as well. Thankfully, he seemed to be acknowledging Rachel mais often then before.
Cuddy began to log off her desktop computer, still in her little fantasy, she heard a faint knock on her office door and she sighed resignedly, thinking that her dream was just crushed. She looked up slowly from her desktop to see that Malcolm was standing at her office door with a small smile on his face. He was wearing something different than what he wore this morning. Now he was wearing casual clothing, she assumed he was also heading home. She beckoned him in with a small smile, though she was pleading that he didn't want much.
"I'm sorry, am I disturbing you," he asked politely with a charming smile that she has learned to ignore completely.
"No," Cuddy tried to return the politeness, but her exhaustion leaked through her face, "what do you need?"
"You told me earlier that you would tell me all the details about deadlines and clinic duty," he started out with a small smile, "but it seems that you are exhausted right now."
"Oh did I," she seemed to have completely forgotten that conversation with him, "well that is a very important topic we have to go over," she said as she looked at her wrist watch.
"If you have somewhere to go..." Malcolm began, but let it trail off.
"Oh no, it's fine," she said with an unconvincing smile on her face, "I was just going to go home. It's been a long and tiring dia for me."
"Well, can we pick it up tomorrow then," he asked openly. But then he got an idea. "How about I treat you to lunch tomorrow and we can discuss it there and have a meal while we are at it?" he asked with his signature charming smile.
Cuddy bit her lip and furrowed her brows unsure, "Well," she hesitated as she looked between him and the door. She sighed, she hated having to choose between her job responsibilities and her family. The answer was certain though, "that would be great. Do you know where Chez Marrio is?"
"Well, of course! The comida there is just divine. Why don't we make it a jantar instead and go início afterwards? That would be much easier, if it's okay with you, that is." he said, thinking that he had a better chance if it was at night and had no time limit.
Cuddy sighed internally once again. She wanted to just have a quick explanation and go início and spend as much time as she could with Rachel and House. But she couldn't just turn him down because it was important for him to know all this and she had a commitment as Dean of Medicine to make sure that her employees were fully aware of all their responsibilities.
Suddenly, she was reeled out of her thoughts por a voice. "Dr. Cuddy? You alright there? You seemed zoned out for a minute." Malcolm said with concern on his face.
"Oh sorry," she said with an embarrassed smile, "tomorrow was supposed to be my dia off and I was planning to spend it with my daughter, Rachel, and -" She started but was interrupted por Malcolm.
"Oh! You have a daughter? Well why don't you bring her and we can just meet up for lunch? Maybe go to a mais family oriented place?" he said with a hopeful glint in his eyes and a genuine smile on his face.
She thought about it and maybe it didn't seem to be that bad of an idea since she still got to spend time with Rachel and House. "Okay," she said with a smile on her face.
"Okay," he repeated with a smile that showed all of his perfectly white teeth, "meet me at Chuck E Cheese at around 12 maybe? Make it a lunch instead."
Cuddy giggled at Chuck E. Cheese. "You come there often Doctor?" she joked with a teasing smile and a sparkle in her eyes.
Malcolm noticed the twinkle and smiled. It was intoxicating. Returning her smile he responded, "Only when my denunciar card comes home. Then I get free tokens! It's where I can be a kid!"
Cuddy giggled, admiring his humor. She gave him a friendly smile and grabbed her bag. "Alright, We'll see you at 12, and thank you so much for considering my plans."
Malcolm gave his third flirty smile that night. "Anytime Dr. Cuddy, and please it's my pleasure. I'm sure you're daughter's as lovely as her mother."
You can slice a faca through the awkwardness in the air as Cuddy tried to respond to his obvious attempt to flirt with her. She tried not to rock on her heels or flirt back, not wanting to give him any suggestion that she was in anyway interested or single. Thankfully, as always her knight in shining armor came to her rescue. House paged her, urging her to hurry as he stood outside of her car in the cold winter night. "Get ur rotundas bunda out here b4 mine freezes off."
She shook her head and then remembered that Malcolm was still there. She looked up and saw that he was looking, not at her exactly, but through her. He didn't seem to notice and stayed that way and she got uncomfortable. His green eyes shined from the moonlight peaking through the cracks of the shutters and they seem to be staring into her soul.
"Well Dr. Malcolm, I have got to go início now, so I will see you tomorrow if that was all you needed." she said, with the professional smile she had perfected over the years to get away from donors or patients.
"No that was all Dr. Cuddy, thank you. I will see you tomorrow." he said with a toothy smile again and bid her goodbye with a nod.
Cuddy quickly left, without hesitation, scared someone else will stop her. She stopped por the nurses station to signed out and saw that House had already signed her out. She smiled and walked out into the parking lot, pulling her casaco tightly around her when the brutal winter wind hit her. She looked to her left when she heard a honk and saw that it was Malcolm leaving in his car, but not without waving goodbye.
She nodded and kept walking toward her car. Her eyes stilled on House who stood seguinte to her car, shivering, and completely under dressed for this weather. He was sporting a washed up ACDC camisa and his thinnest pair of jeans he owned. She looked at his unruly hair and red ears, and an involuntary smile graced her face as she quickly made her way towards him.
"You, little missy," House yelled when she was within eye sight, "are in trouble." He heard her giggle and he went on, "Leaving a poor cripple man standing out in the freezing cold is beyond torture."
Cuddy continued to smile as she looked up at him once they were face to face. "I'm sorry," she said cutely as she gave him the cachorro, filhote de cachorro eyes and a small pout, "can you ever forgive me?"
"No," House said like an adolescent and crossed his arms at her in mock anger with a small pout.
She hid her giggle and walked sexily up to him until her hips rubbed up against his and wrapped her hands around his head and lightly scratched his scalp. She raised her mouth up to his ear and whispered, "I can think of a few ways to get you warm."
He groaned and loosened his arms to grab her waist, but before he could, she backed away from him and said, "If you get in the car you could be warmer," and turned around from him after giving him a smirk.
Before she could step any further, House grabbed her arms, turned, and pinned her firmly against the side of the car. "You little minx. I think you need to be taught a lesson." he whispered close to her face.
She could feel the warmth of his breath on her lips. The smell escalated up to her nose and she cheirado, cheirava, smelt Jack Daniels mixed with sweet candy. Cuddy licked her lips hungrily wanting to taste his lips on hers. House leaned down to brush his lips against hers. She nibbled lightly on his bottom lip and he leaned closer until their lips embraced each other in a warm tangle of tastes.
He could taste the intoxicating coffee mixed with something he could never figure out, but it was always there, and he couldn't get enough of it.
Their beijar got mais intense and Cuddy pulled him closer and they were both putting so much pressure against the door without realizing it. They continued that way until they suddenly jumped in the air when the car alarm went off. Cuddy gasped as House squeaked and squealed at the same time. Their hearts were pumping faster than ever.
Cuddy giggled after the initial shock wore off and looked up at House who glared down at her, knowing that she heard his squeal of surprise. She untangled herself from him and went to the driver's side of the car. House got in and Cuddy couldn't help but look at him with a smirk as she tried not to laugh. House just continued to sulk and stare straight ahead with a slight pout and crossed his arms as she started the car.
"Not a word."
Ooooh family lunch with Aaron T. Malcolm. Do you guys have any guesses what might happen x3 Hehe tell us in your reviews. Well this is our first attempt at cowriting together so we hope you all enjoy it and please share your thoughts - good or bad. Thanks for reading
-Jess Vic & Hughlaurie4ever A.K.A Lona
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Love.
