Finally the weekend comes and they go together to a country house.
Cuddy and Lucas park the car under the porch. The house is not very big, but it’s cozy and surrounded por countryside. Lisa is so excited about their weekend together. They get into the house and Lucas smiles at her. ‘Well... what do you think? You like it?’
‘It’s so beautiful.’ She answers.
‘Not as much as you.’ He smiles at her. ‘This is the house where I used to come with my parents on Summer holidays... I thought it could be a nice place to spend the weekend.’
They get into the lounge and there is a table...

Some days later, after their little almost meeting in her car, they haven’t talked, just for strictly necessary medical stuff, but they haven’t even looked into each other’s eyes.
House is in his office doing some paper work when Cuddy goes there. ‘New case.’ Says without looking at him. ‘You know what you have to do.’
‘Yeah... I know...’ He looks at the file and then at her.
‘Well... "have fun"’ She walks to the door.
‘Cuddy...’
She turns around and finally looks at him, but then she looks at the floor again. ‘Yes?’
‘Uhh... are you... is... your car already working...

House picks up his things from the office and takes a bus to go to her house. There, he goes back and forth from one side to another of the room and finally puts all his things in his suitcase. When he’s about to leave, he writes a note and leaves it on the sofa with his key’s copy.

After her little encounter with Wilson, Lisa goes to her office and draws the curtains, then sits down on the sofá with her head between her hands and remains thinking about what she just did.

House gets to his início and leaves the suitcase on the floor. He sits on the sofa and thinks about what has just happened......

In the morning, Lisa wakes up early and goes to the room where Greg is sleeping, he opens his eyes slowly and sees her. Cuddy lies on cama seguinte to him. ‘How do you feel?’
‘Better. I haven't slept very well, though...’
‘Does your leg hurt less?’
‘It hurts the same... but my body's starting to feel better...’
She nods. ‘That’s good. I’m so proud of you.’
‘I haven't done anything yet... this is just the beginning... I could disappoint you tomorrow... I'm not as strong as you may think.’
‘I know how you are, I know that you can do this, and I know why you’re doing this.’...

They stay huged for a while watching TV until someone knocks at the door.
‘I’ll go.’ Lisa stands up and opens it.
‘Hi... how is he? Is he here? Why didn’t you tell me that he had awakened from the coma?’ Asks Wilson.
‘Yes, he is here. Come in.’ Lisa opens the door and he comes in.
‘Oh God...’ Whispers House.
‘Hey how are you? How do you feel? I was... we were really scared.’
‘I'm much better... thanks...’
Wilson nods and stares at him, finally he gives Greg a hug. ‘I'm not gay, I just have missed you this time. As a friend.’
House rolls his eyes and hugs him back. Lisa...

House can’t mover very well, when he opens his eyes the light blinds him for a moment and then he sees Lisa sleepling seguinte to him. He starts breathing deeply in order to talk but he can’t, then he tries again and whispers her name. ‘Lisa...’
When she hears him, she starts opening her eyes and sees him staring at her, she can barely talk. ‘Greg... Greg! You’re awake. Oh God, thanks!’ She sits up and caresses his face.
‘I'm... how long have I been here...?’
‘You’ve been in a coma for almost two months... God, you’re back!’ She kisses him softly on his forehead. ‘I was...

House and Cuddy get to Michigan in the afternoon, and after leaving their suitcases at home, they go to buy some food. They have jantar and sit together on the couch, where they talk and laugh until cama time.
‘Well... I think we should go to sleep... I mean... each of us to our respective rooms...’
She smiles. ‘Yes, it’s late.’ They go to their dorm’s doors. ‘Tomorrow I’m leaving early, so I won’t see until Sunday night...’
He nods. ‘Have fun with your family then.’
‘Thanks.’ She smiles and goes to her dorm to sleep.


In the morning Lisa gets up early and takes a shower....

In the morning, Lisa can barely sleep and wakes up early. She gets dressed and stays there lying on cama the whole morning until House knocks at her door. ‘Hi...’ Says she opening it.
‘You think it would be very dangerous if we went to have breakfast together? Is my life at risk?’
‘I don’t think so... I’m not very hungry, but I guess we won’t find William at the cafeteria at this time.’
‘Right.’
They go together and take a seat. Unfortunately, Will is there with his friends, and when he sees both coming in, he thinks: “Great, finally you fucked him...” He finishes his breakfast,...

When Lisa gets home, goes to her dorm and sits on the edge of the bed. Greg gets there some minutos later. ‘Anybody here?’
‘I’m here.’
He goes to her dorm. ‘How did it go?’
‘Very well thanks. Where have you been?’ respostas Lisa selfconfident and trying to avoid perguntas about her date.
‘Out there...’
‘Yeah, I guessed that when I didn’t find you here.’
‘Smart girl. And that guy... did you like him?’
“No, I think I like YOU!” thinks Lisa. ‘Yes, sure. He's handsome, nice, interesting... a good guy.’
‘Good... well, I'll go to read a little...’ House goes to his...

They go on board and when not even an hora of flight has passed, they are bored.
House moves in his seat. ‘What if... umm... we play some kind of challenge game?? Each of us asks a pergunta to the other one, if we don't answer we have to pass a challenge proposed por the other person. Right??’
‘Hmmm ok-ay...You go first.’    
‘Sure.’ He thinks. ‘Hmm... Isn't it true that you felt happy when you knew we were gonna travel together??’
Cuddy sighs ‘Yes...’ and he smiles. ‘Okay, here I go. It’s true that you bought the tickets thinking that I was gonna invite...

They arrive to the hotel soaked and holding hands. The reception guy looks at them and House talks. ‘Buongiorno!’ They get into the elevator. ‘My Italian is going better and better... I'm so proud of me!’
‘Yeah, it's true, now you can flirt with Italian guys.’
‘Ha ha... In fact I rather flirt with American women... specially with those who run a hospital.’ He approaches to her and kisses her passionately.
Cuddy opens her eyes surprised. ‘House this is the elevator, not our bedroom.’
House presses the STOP button and kisses her again. ‘I’ve noticed.’
She separates a bit...

After washing and dressing, they arrive to the Coliseum. It's a sunny and very hot day. They put on their sunglasses and buy two ice creams to get a bit cooler. Then, they go for a walk around the building and come in. It’s still very hot and the ice cream helps just a little. They sit down in the shade to rest for a while. House takes off his glasses and lean his cane on the wall. ‘It’s so hot today!’
‘Yes, very very hot... I have a bit of headache because of the heat.’
‘Let’s stay here until you feel better.’
‘Yeah, thank you.’ She looks at the ice cream left. ‘I would...

They remain in silence thinking about this strange situation and how they feel being just a few inches apart. House falls asleep first but she can’t and stays awake for a while more, until House, unconsciously, turns and puts his hand gently on her waist. Then she opens her eyes, but she smiles and finally falls asleep, too.



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Step one completed, they’ve spent the night in the same cama and nothing has happened. When House wakes up, he looks at her sleeping and thinks “Ahh... too good...

Well, this is our first fic ever and we put a lot of enthusiasm on it. We wrote it in English so it is accessible to mais people, but it’s not our mother tongue, so we beg you pardon for all our possible mistakes. It is mainly written por three of us, with a special participation. Each of us took a character so we could give different points of view to the story. We’ve been composição literária this fic for nine months or so and it’s already finish. We wrote it while the TV show was being broadcast so many things don’t coincide with the show. We’re still editing it so, if you have any consideration,...

Sticking to one shots for now until my real fã fics can materialize into fixed ideas. Until then, enjoy all my one shots.
Consider this--post EF.
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If the nights were this easy,
and the days were longer than said,
for once I'd be capable enough,
to release you from my head.

For every toss I plan to make,
it replies with constant turning,
and escaping por shutting my eyes,
the attempt just leaves me burning.

For every smile that grazed your face,
for every stare left broken,
for the laughter that you gave,
the dreading words unspoken.

The guilt stands beneath...

Chapter 2: Cutthroat cadela, puta junior

„Irregular heartbeat“, she ascertained, organising a cama for the patient, „Amber, this is not the right place for a five ano old.“ Cameron quickly tied her hair up once again, before grabbing another chart and checking the seguinte patient. It was one of the especially stressful days in the emergency ward.
„She insists on being here.“, Amber shortly replied, examining a patient’s open wound. Her relationship to Dr. Cameron was a good one since she had started to work here in the emergency ward part-time, 2 years ago, from 8 in the morning until midday....

"What do you mean he broke out and left?"
I was already crying, apparently without my own consent. This was the last thing I needed for the night-for my slight nightmare to come true.
"The hospital called me fifteen minutos ago. I rounded up Thirteen and Foreman. I couldn't get a hold of Taub however. I didn't think I'd need to call you because I figured they called you."
"I was asleep."
"Go figure."
"Hold on."
She went into her room and grabbed a jaqueta and then her robber shoes.
"Let's go."
"You don't want to change?"
"You really think we have time for any questions?"
"I'll drive."
"That's what I thought."...

Felt like composição literária these. The segundo one might be a bit cheesy but after the final I was in that mood.
So I hope you enjoy :D

“The future is not a result of choices among alternative paths offered por the present, but a place that is created--created first in the mind and will, created seguinte in activity. The future is not some place we are going to, but one we are creating.”


1. ...it's not far from here to what has not been yet.

Drizzle is falling from the sky. The soft water drops seem to stroke the skin mais than to wet it. The atmosphere fits the setting and occasion, the rain and soft almost...

A story focusing on the soon to be Huddy sex for "Under My Skin". Basically, what's going down in his bedroom. *Wink* *Wink*.

Warning: If you do not like smut, then don't read this.


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"I always want to kiss you." Kept ringing through her head, as her back was pressed against his solid white closet door. She breathed heavily, lingering away from his face, a few inches, as their lips had stopped battling. His pale blue eyes, stared into her's, with mischief, at every inch. At that moment, she felt the rough palm of his right hand, sprawled across her right...