Chameron Fanfic

Please comment when you rate low! I want to get better. Btw english isn't my first language, so please be nice..


“Kutner, wait!”, she shouted as she crossed the parking lot and ran over to him. He was about to start the motor and hesitated as he heard her.
“Don’t drive, you are drunk!”, she opened the door.
“Doesn’t matter if I die now.”, was his answer.
Thirteen was shocked. This wasn’t the Kutner she was working with. This was a completely different Kutner.
She had never seen him like this. Kutner was always optimistic, even when he spoke to her about his parents, he wasn’t...

Here is the chapter 2 :D Sorry for the mistakes :((

With a grin on his face, House entered the diagnostics room. Three pairs of eyes were staring at him a little confused.
He noticed a little angrily that they weren’t talking about the cases but seemed to have had a good time instead. Foreman was calmly eating his cereal, while Chase was standing seguinte to the coffee maschine, and Cameron seemed to be lost in thoughts.
House cleared his throat and pointed at the charts. „Didn’t I tell you to start discussing them? The patients don’t diagnose themselves.“
Cameron looked at him bewildered....

It was 7 PM. Cuddy fastened her colar in front of the mirror, she Heard someone’s knocking to the door. She took her bolsa from the mesa, tabela and went to open. As she expected it was House. He was dressed like always, this time in his motor jacket, capacete in the left and cane in the right hand. He checked her out from her feet to the head and smirked. She always looked like 5 million bucks but this time she applied to look better if that’s even possible. She remembered his words about plunging necklines and short skirts and she knew he wasn’t joking, so she wore her new skirt, same length...

People have seem to have been getting confused so I thought I might clear this up. Danny=robber/bad guy. Its my fault you guys were confused.. I’m sorry. =) Anyway so I’m back with my seguinte chapter because people again left me death threats. It gets dark and the rating is going to change just to be safe.
Btw am I the only one completely PISSED about tonight’s episode? I mean really COME ON! Sorry done ranting for the moment. Here is chapter 3.
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    House spun around...

Okay so I’ve gotten multiple death threats telling me if I didn’t continue that I would have serious bodily harm done to me. =) So I’ve decided to continue. I don't really like this chapter but this is what I came up with during school. Anyways Here we go

    After getting herself composed and under control Lisa Cuddy lifted herself off her hard, cold, wooden floor. She slowly padded her way into her cozinha looking for that bottle of Pinot noir that her sister gave to her for New Years. She needed to relax and the only thing she could think of was to drink wine. She...

Everyone's recently wonderful posts for the drabble game inspired me to write some mais and so I blame all of you for what you are about to read. I also blame my música selection, some of the stories are rather "interesting" due to shuffle on my iPod........

Everybody Dance Now(remix)
Jock Jams- LONG SONG(didn't realize until I wrote it)

Wilson poked his head outside of his office, narrowing his eyes making sure no soul was in sight or a cane either. After deeming it safe, he retreated into his office and made his way quickly over the side of the escrivaninha, mesa where an iPod speaker lay ready and waiting...

Chapter 12: It’s all that we need in our lives

“They said they’d be done with my car tomorrow,” Thirteen said.
    
“It’s no problem. I don’t mind driving you,” Kutner said. “Do you nee—want me to pick it up?”
    
Kutner had had to cut himself off from saying ‘need.’ If there was one thing he’d learned about Thirteen, it was that she didn’t like to feel dependant on someone else.
    
“I hate having to ask you all the time,” Thirteen said.
    
In a way, she was being mais honest than...

Hi, sorry about the wait. Thanks to those of you who had the patients to put up with it


Chapter 9: Nothing is real ‘til it’s gone

They were out for one of their casual lunch dates. Casual because neither of them liked to dress up and both of them practically lived off fast comida and things that could be made in the microwave. Plus they only had an hora to eat before they had to be back at the hospital.
    
They were eating hamburgers and fries on a sticky mesa, tabela when Thirteen spoke up.
    
“I don’t really feel like we’re…you know,” she said.
    ...

CHAPTER 8 HIS DESCISION
House had stayed up all night thinking about Cuddy’s offer, he had decided to let her do it. After what she had said that afternoon he felt they were finally going somewhere and it would certainly hinge their relationship if he was dead. Sure he could wait on the list for the seguinte time someone becomes road kill, but what if it took too long? He had already been here for 5 days, at best he had about 9 mais days, at worst he had 2. So he’d let her do it, and after deciding that he finally fell asleep

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Cuddy had slept the whole dia and into the seguinte morning and now...

She lied there. Unconscious and bruised, her face was so torn up no one could really recognize her, no one but him.
He stood there over her cama after everyone else had gone. He stayed and watched her with concern. If only he had answered her calls. She might have still been alive. Why did he have to ignore her so much? Why did he even bother to come? Seeing her so torn up was killing him. He couldn’t help but hate himself. He didn’t want to admit it, but he hated himself.
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3 weeks ago

“I thought I told you to show up in my office an hora ago!!” Cuddy yelled as she approached him in...

‘Morning...’ Says House the seguinte day.
‘Hi… how are you?’
‘Fine... and you? You fell mais peaceful this morning?’
‘Ha-ha... yes, thank you.’
‘Good...’ He chuckles and they sit up.
‘Are you hungry? We have some cake left...’ Lisa says.
‘Will the cake change your mood?’
‘It will change my hunger.’

They go to the cozinha in silence and have breakfast. His leg is starting to hurt and House rubs his thigh with his hand but he doesn't say anything. Cuddy notices it and asks worried. ‘Are you okay?’
‘Yeah... fine...’ House respostas smiling at her. MEEEEEC!!! Lie
‘You...

Author's Notes: I've been staring at the same sentence for four hours now and it's laughing at me... I must get some ideas out of my head before I go insane! I was talking with DHF and she wanted mais bromance: sounds like me. Here you go!

1. Stargazing & pain.

House was watching the blackened night sky through the blinds in Wilson's office... the stars blurred together to a moonlit stain every time his muscles acted up: He would, though uttering a soft whine, giggle lamely and trace dot to dot patterns with a shaking finger... it was all he could do to keep himself from yelling, from throwing...

At five am, exactly on the dot, the phone rang.

House glared at it indignantly. He had spent most of the night in a fitful sleep, and he was just getting drowsy enough…just ready enough…so that the bourbon in his system doing its trick could lull him off to dreamland.

And then, the phone rang, screaming at him insistantly to answer it.

He fumbled for the flip phone, nearly dropping it in his hurry to silence the shrieking.

“Whoever this is you’re an idiot!” he snapped into the receiver, not caring in the least bit who it was that had decided to keep him up at such an ungodly hour....

We are now officially into the segundo half of this fic. segundo half is from Thirteen's point of veiw, rather than Kutner's


Part 2

Chapter 9: And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t coming

Thirteen pulled in the parking lot early that morning.
    
She could have shot Kutner. She was sleeping well until his call had woken her up. After that she couldn’t get back to sleep.
    
She knew it wasn’t entirely his fault. House had told them to go início and look at the file and not sleep until they had the diagnosis, and House had been a lot mais irritable...

Title: Confrontation
Pairing: Thirteen/Cameron, Cameron/Chase
Summary: Cameron was having the perfect amor with Chase, but one night she reveals her feeling to her best friend, she said amor u. What would happen after this night, when Thirteen discovers that Cameron didn’t tell her that she was with Chase before they slept together and revealing heRfeelings.

P.s; The thought is in ". English is not my first language, my story was beta. If u sees any mistake u can tell me. Thanks and be nice.


CHAPTER 1

Thirteen was sitting at the bar, drinking Tequila, she has a bad dia because she lost a patient....

OK, I don´t own Chase, House, J.D., Dr. Cox, Wilson or Nurse Brenda, neighter do I own J.D.s awesome prank. This is just a silly thingy I put together being really bored. I don´t think it´s even to be called a "very funny fanfic", but it really helps the título get attention :Þ
Warnings: Very silly, VERY random, only funny if you share my weird sence of humor...
Perfect background music: Lazlo Bane - Superman

Dr. Robert Chase was exhausted after a long dia at work. The team was trying to diagnose a girl with cronic pain who keept fainting every fifth minuto or so. There had been hours of differentials...

Original character, cursing and mentions of abuse all in one? That's my story. D's story to be exact. She's the main character of my original story Green Eye Blind... and now she's here, with Wilson and House, and Cuddy... and she's scared, they help her.

Not as melodramatic as it sounds... rated T, lots of angst...

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