It has been a dia since Cuddy had her pre-term labor and delivery. Of course, House was there every step of the way. Aside from the fact that he’s needed there, he also wanted to be there After all those panicky moments, distress and pain of five hora labor, Cuddy found her self in the nursery, staring down at her new born with a pale blue cloth on topo, início of him. “Hey baby,” she uttered with eyes pooled in with tears of joy and the baby responded with a coo while wavy its tiny hands in the air.
“Great job,” a familiar voice sounded from behind. She turned and was right the moment their eyes met. House walked towards them and without removing his stares to the wonder he had done and given to the world, he asked, “why are you on your feet? You’re not supposed to ---“
“I’m fine and what’s wrong if I came down here to see Liam?” the new mother also asked without bothering to give a glance at him. He threw a mocking grimace face and turned his head to look at her, “Liam? Is that what you named our son? Did I say okay to this?”
Cuddy chuckled and lifted her head up to meet his eyes, “oh it isn’t that bad and unless you have a better one to change it or back it up, I’ll stay with the name I’ve chosen.” She returned her gaze to the newborn in front of them and began playing with its tiny hands again as House’s stares stayed on her.
He gave out a sigh and said, trying his best to hide his excitement too, “you want to carry him?” It’s a good thing Cuddy didn’t notice it as she nodded and said, “I’ve been dying to.”
“Take that seat,” he ordered which she obeyed. She watched him hanged his cane on the trolley and carry Liam slowly and carefully. She found it as a sweet moment, if only she have a camera with her, she would have a snap of it. The baby rubbed his head unto his father’s chest as if he already knew who was carrying him. House stared back and didn’t notice a smile was already creeping on his lips. He slowly limped towards Cuddy, letting his pain set on as long as they reached the assento safely. “Oh there you go,” he said as he handed the baby to his mother.
House dragged a spare chair seguinte to her and obviously sat on it. Contentment was in Cuddy’s eyes and as he slid his stare to the baby she have tightly in her arms, he couldn’t help but to be amaze that he was really the one who made the creature that almost took away the breathe of the woman he loves. He wanted to see this scene in front of him everyday of his life. He doesn’t want to miss even a single minuto of it but his wishes are enough for good night dreams knowing both of them seemingly agreed to take separate lives.
“So,” Cuddy looked at him, “have you already made a call to Casey?”
“I will but you see, you don’t have long distance telephones in the nursery so I’ll do it the moment I reach my office,” he replied which the dean returned with a nod and said, “she’ll be thrilled to know she have a baby brother now.”
“I’m sure she will.” Silence then followed. House’s eyes were averting on both Cuddy and Liam as she playfully bond with him as if he will now respond as lively as what a five ano old could do. Suddenly, the diagnostician lifted himself up and pulled the chair just beside her because he couldn’t bare the distance between them anymore. He leaned progressivo, para a frente and his face almost touched Cuddy’s shoulder that por the moment she turned to face him, the tip edge of their noses almost touched the other. Eyes were locked again before she looked down to deflect from the thing that might have ensued if they didn’t.
“You’re not really going to name Liam, Liam isn’t it?” House asked as he leaned back on his chair and watched Cuddy scoffed on his question. “Pretty sure the kid will like that,” she replied.
“How’d you know he won’t curse you for naming him such?” he mocked again trying to stall time to be with Cuddy and his son. “Well,” she replied sweetly, “you’re his father. I already told you, you have the right to change it or back it up with something you like.”
“Hmm,” he started his proposal, “if you want, I could come por everyday and every night in your house to discuss it with you.” Cuddy’s eyes shifted to look progressivo, para a frente before she turned back to face House, who was already smiling at her, with ‘what-the-hell’ look but a smirk was drawn on her lips knowing exactly what he meant.
Five years later, he’s now here, leaning against the Nurse’s station in the clinic with a smile on his face. He has been standing there for like twenty minutos with his eyes only fixed on a certain part of the place, Cuddy’s office door. She wasn’t in the room but he found staring at it wasn’t a waste of time. A man was closer to the door though, he was from the utility department and the moment he turned to face the diagnostician, both of them exchanged a knowing nod.
As the man trailed off, House smiled as he read the words newly imprinted on the glass before him.
Lisa C. House, MD
Dean of Medicine
“Daddy?” a small voice suddenly entered his sleeping neuron cells, “daddy, you have to wake up.” ‘Oh, not again,’ he complained to himself as he pulled a spare travesseiro on topo, início of his head. This is the third time he dreamt that dream and this is also the third time Liam cut it off. For once, he wanted to go on where his sleeping neurons could take him, at least see what lays after that scene he always land and end on. He tried to set his brain to go back to sleep but there was a quick shake, then another shake followed, then another before he finally decided to open one eye lazily after pulling the travesseiro down. The image before him was blurred but he was certain that the brown-haired with icy blue eyes little boy was smiling at him. “Good morning,” Liam greeted.
“Morning,” House greeted back before pulling his five ano old son for a quick morning kiss. “Had a good night sleep last night?” he asked the moment Liam pulled back.
“Uh-hm but daddy,” Liam answered, “you snored.”
“Really?”
“Uh-huh!”
“Really?” House playfully asked again as he ease himself up and was about to grab Liam’s body for a tickle. por then, the little boy’s hands were ready to shoo him away with giggles filling in the air in the room.
“No! No!” Liam screamed as House’s fingertips reached the side of his body, “no, daddy, you don’t snore!” Then it was followed por several rounds of laugh and the cama was turned into a bigger mess the moment House stop, leaving Liam still catching some breathing.
“So,” the proud father asked, “do I still snore?”
“Yes,” the tiny voice sounded, still with some giggly tone but the accusation was brought back when an attempt to be tickled was brought out so the ‘yes’ turned into a ‘no’.
“I’ll race you down the hall!” Liam screamed as he ran out of the bedroom after both of them got up from the cama a minuto later. House couldn’t deny that he amor waking up in mornings like these… mornings with his son. It’s just so frustrating that he could only have them during weekends and his dream above wouldn’t fit in in this real world. Even if he wanted it to be, it just wouldn’t.
Two hours later, House and Cuddy were strolling down near a lake that was turned into a family park in the city. Liam and Rachel were running ahead of them, chasing pigeons actually. Their little gesture made ‘their’ parents smile but both of them merely talked with each other after meeting at the plaza so House could turn over Liam to his mom.
This has been their routine since the dia the boy turned one. As agreed upon, he stays with his mom and his father took him at his apartment during weekends and whenever Cuddy had some conferences for days. Liam, even as a five ano old boy, understands their situation and was already used to it. Luckily, given the New Jersey law, ‘House’ was still his last name knowing his father acknowledges his existence while Rachel still have Cuddy’s family name.
“Mom,” the little House pulled his mother’s skirt, “can I go and play there?” His finger pointing to the playground just a few steps away from them before Cuddy nodded and allowed him to. After which, the children ran like a flash and left his parents alone but both their eyes were locked at the kids as they took a bench for them to sat on.
There were no words that were coming out either from Cuddy or House and the silence that was growing was awkward as it is but they can’t blame themselves for finding no topic to talk about that afternoon. Her eyes were looking progressivo, para a frente but not specifically at her son and daughter, she just wanted to have that position as not to meet House’s eyes that she’s sure to meet hers as he tapped his cane on the wooden bench where they are.
“You’re making me meet you at the park, what’s wrong in your house?” he finally uttered after a sigh. When no answer was brought out, he added, “You’re really making a big deal out of what we had?”
Cuddy closed her eyes as the imagens of what had happened between her and House two nights atrás began flooding again. Just last Friday, as he was waiting for Liam to finish his bath, he walked in her room to ask her about Liam’s condition in his pre-school classes but it didn’t turned that way. They end up having a quickie before their son walked out his room, ready for his weekend stay with his dad.
“Drop it off, House, it was,” she finally turned and looked at his expecting blue eyes, “it was nothing.”
“Uh-huh, I amor to believe that, but reality check Cuddy, it wasn’t the first and I’m sure won’t be the last,” he reminded her of what they shared a few months atrás when both of them were drunk and Cuddy let him sleep in her house, in her bedroom, on her bed… naked and so was she. “So don’t tell me it’s nothing for you because right now, I honestly tell you, it meant something to me.”
“I know it does. You already told me about it and I also told you what I feel about our situation and I’m not changing my mind.”
“Not changing… yet. If those were nothing to you, why wouldn’t you bother dropping por my place and get Liam yourself? And your eyes and moans speak the other way.”
“Okay,” she started, “this park is closer to my place. It’s safer and I wouldn’t have like the idea of getting Liam straight from your house.”
“Safer? Why? Afraid of the big cane?” he mocked.
“No, I mean, Liam told me you’ve moved out from your apartment and your new house is something I don’t know where.”
“You could have asked me.” Then silence owned them. House knew he’ll win and Cuddy knew she’ll lose this game. As she stared down at the ground, he returned his glance at the kids before them.
“Yes I moved in to a new house. It’s bigger,” he said without turning his head a bit, “has four floors with six bedrooms minus the guest’s por the way.” Cuddy looked up to him, amazed why House bothered buying a house like that when in fact he’s alone mostly in his life. “Liam enjoyed the pool and if Casey comes around during holidays for a stay, she enjoys the música room like me.”
Cuddy was about to say something but House went on, “but then I guess it’s too late when I realized I no longer need a big house like that. The better half of my life seemed to prefer to stay wherever she is right now, although I would amor to know she’ll be happy to be with me in our mansion. We made amor twice after our son’s born but she didn’t seem to acknowledge the fact that every time we slept together, I always give my all.”
He turned his head to see tears now flooding in Cuddy’s eyes. He smiled at her as she answered, “did you just bought a new book of riddles or are you asking me to mover in with you?”
He smiled remained, with his dimples matching it up, as he said, “why can’t both be true?”
In spite of tears now running from her eyes, Cuddy managed to chuckle. She nervously watched House slid his hand under his casaco and she almost fainted the moment he pulled his hand back out. He was holding a velvet box and offered it to her.
“Ohmygod, House,” she uttered still with streaming tears on her cheeks as she took it from his grip.
“No you’re my goddess. I know it sounds crazy but I see it’s just time to…”
House was about to finish his sentence when Cuddy finally pulled out the thing inside the box. Most women surely would get a ring but in this case, she found a key. He kept his mouth shut, but still with a smile too, as he observed Cuddy chuckled once more.
“I just figured maybe it’s just time to mover in together,” he finally finished his line the moment she looked up to see him. He could see her joy in her eyes and as she hugged him tight, he knew it wasn’t just excitement but amor as well.
Oh, I forgot to tell you something guys, this is the end of Beyond Mayfield Walls.
I hope you enjoyed leitura this although I find my own story boring.
Well, again, thanks for leitura and as always, ratings and comments are welcomed and that I wanted to thank all of you who read this fanfic every time I post a new chap. *huggles*
“Great job,” a familiar voice sounded from behind. She turned and was right the moment their eyes met. House walked towards them and without removing his stares to the wonder he had done and given to the world, he asked, “why are you on your feet? You’re not supposed to ---“
“I’m fine and what’s wrong if I came down here to see Liam?” the new mother also asked without bothering to give a glance at him. He threw a mocking grimace face and turned his head to look at her, “Liam? Is that what you named our son? Did I say okay to this?”
Cuddy chuckled and lifted her head up to meet his eyes, “oh it isn’t that bad and unless you have a better one to change it or back it up, I’ll stay with the name I’ve chosen.” She returned her gaze to the newborn in front of them and began playing with its tiny hands again as House’s stares stayed on her.
He gave out a sigh and said, trying his best to hide his excitement too, “you want to carry him?” It’s a good thing Cuddy didn’t notice it as she nodded and said, “I’ve been dying to.”
“Take that seat,” he ordered which she obeyed. She watched him hanged his cane on the trolley and carry Liam slowly and carefully. She found it as a sweet moment, if only she have a camera with her, she would have a snap of it. The baby rubbed his head unto his father’s chest as if he already knew who was carrying him. House stared back and didn’t notice a smile was already creeping on his lips. He slowly limped towards Cuddy, letting his pain set on as long as they reached the assento safely. “Oh there you go,” he said as he handed the baby to his mother.
House dragged a spare chair seguinte to her and obviously sat on it. Contentment was in Cuddy’s eyes and as he slid his stare to the baby she have tightly in her arms, he couldn’t help but to be amaze that he was really the one who made the creature that almost took away the breathe of the woman he loves. He wanted to see this scene in front of him everyday of his life. He doesn’t want to miss even a single minuto of it but his wishes are enough for good night dreams knowing both of them seemingly agreed to take separate lives.
“So,” Cuddy looked at him, “have you already made a call to Casey?”
“I will but you see, you don’t have long distance telephones in the nursery so I’ll do it the moment I reach my office,” he replied which the dean returned with a nod and said, “she’ll be thrilled to know she have a baby brother now.”
“I’m sure she will.” Silence then followed. House’s eyes were averting on both Cuddy and Liam as she playfully bond with him as if he will now respond as lively as what a five ano old could do. Suddenly, the diagnostician lifted himself up and pulled the chair just beside her because he couldn’t bare the distance between them anymore. He leaned progressivo, para a frente and his face almost touched Cuddy’s shoulder that por the moment she turned to face him, the tip edge of their noses almost touched the other. Eyes were locked again before she looked down to deflect from the thing that might have ensued if they didn’t.
“You’re not really going to name Liam, Liam isn’t it?” House asked as he leaned back on his chair and watched Cuddy scoffed on his question. “Pretty sure the kid will like that,” she replied.
“How’d you know he won’t curse you for naming him such?” he mocked again trying to stall time to be with Cuddy and his son. “Well,” she replied sweetly, “you’re his father. I already told you, you have the right to change it or back it up with something you like.”
“Hmm,” he started his proposal, “if you want, I could come por everyday and every night in your house to discuss it with you.” Cuddy’s eyes shifted to look progressivo, para a frente before she turned back to face House, who was already smiling at her, with ‘what-the-hell’ look but a smirk was drawn on her lips knowing exactly what he meant.
Five years later, he’s now here, leaning against the Nurse’s station in the clinic with a smile on his face. He has been standing there for like twenty minutos with his eyes only fixed on a certain part of the place, Cuddy’s office door. She wasn’t in the room but he found staring at it wasn’t a waste of time. A man was closer to the door though, he was from the utility department and the moment he turned to face the diagnostician, both of them exchanged a knowing nod.
As the man trailed off, House smiled as he read the words newly imprinted on the glass before him.
Lisa C. House, MD
Dean of Medicine
“Daddy?” a small voice suddenly entered his sleeping neuron cells, “daddy, you have to wake up.” ‘Oh, not again,’ he complained to himself as he pulled a spare travesseiro on topo, início of his head. This is the third time he dreamt that dream and this is also the third time Liam cut it off. For once, he wanted to go on where his sleeping neurons could take him, at least see what lays after that scene he always land and end on. He tried to set his brain to go back to sleep but there was a quick shake, then another shake followed, then another before he finally decided to open one eye lazily after pulling the travesseiro down. The image before him was blurred but he was certain that the brown-haired with icy blue eyes little boy was smiling at him. “Good morning,” Liam greeted.
“Morning,” House greeted back before pulling his five ano old son for a quick morning kiss. “Had a good night sleep last night?” he asked the moment Liam pulled back.
“Uh-hm but daddy,” Liam answered, “you snored.”
“Really?”
“Uh-huh!”
“Really?” House playfully asked again as he ease himself up and was about to grab Liam’s body for a tickle. por then, the little boy’s hands were ready to shoo him away with giggles filling in the air in the room.
“No! No!” Liam screamed as House’s fingertips reached the side of his body, “no, daddy, you don’t snore!” Then it was followed por several rounds of laugh and the cama was turned into a bigger mess the moment House stop, leaving Liam still catching some breathing.
“So,” the proud father asked, “do I still snore?”
“Yes,” the tiny voice sounded, still with some giggly tone but the accusation was brought back when an attempt to be tickled was brought out so the ‘yes’ turned into a ‘no’.
“I’ll race you down the hall!” Liam screamed as he ran out of the bedroom after both of them got up from the cama a minuto later. House couldn’t deny that he amor waking up in mornings like these… mornings with his son. It’s just so frustrating that he could only have them during weekends and his dream above wouldn’t fit in in this real world. Even if he wanted it to be, it just wouldn’t.
Two hours later, House and Cuddy were strolling down near a lake that was turned into a family park in the city. Liam and Rachel were running ahead of them, chasing pigeons actually. Their little gesture made ‘their’ parents smile but both of them merely talked with each other after meeting at the plaza so House could turn over Liam to his mom.
This has been their routine since the dia the boy turned one. As agreed upon, he stays with his mom and his father took him at his apartment during weekends and whenever Cuddy had some conferences for days. Liam, even as a five ano old boy, understands their situation and was already used to it. Luckily, given the New Jersey law, ‘House’ was still his last name knowing his father acknowledges his existence while Rachel still have Cuddy’s family name.
“Mom,” the little House pulled his mother’s skirt, “can I go and play there?” His finger pointing to the playground just a few steps away from them before Cuddy nodded and allowed him to. After which, the children ran like a flash and left his parents alone but both their eyes were locked at the kids as they took a bench for them to sat on.
There were no words that were coming out either from Cuddy or House and the silence that was growing was awkward as it is but they can’t blame themselves for finding no topic to talk about that afternoon. Her eyes were looking progressivo, para a frente but not specifically at her son and daughter, she just wanted to have that position as not to meet House’s eyes that she’s sure to meet hers as he tapped his cane on the wooden bench where they are.
“You’re making me meet you at the park, what’s wrong in your house?” he finally uttered after a sigh. When no answer was brought out, he added, “You’re really making a big deal out of what we had?”
Cuddy closed her eyes as the imagens of what had happened between her and House two nights atrás began flooding again. Just last Friday, as he was waiting for Liam to finish his bath, he walked in her room to ask her about Liam’s condition in his pre-school classes but it didn’t turned that way. They end up having a quickie before their son walked out his room, ready for his weekend stay with his dad.
“Drop it off, House, it was,” she finally turned and looked at his expecting blue eyes, “it was nothing.”
“Uh-huh, I amor to believe that, but reality check Cuddy, it wasn’t the first and I’m sure won’t be the last,” he reminded her of what they shared a few months atrás when both of them were drunk and Cuddy let him sleep in her house, in her bedroom, on her bed… naked and so was she. “So don’t tell me it’s nothing for you because right now, I honestly tell you, it meant something to me.”
“I know it does. You already told me about it and I also told you what I feel about our situation and I’m not changing my mind.”
“Not changing… yet. If those were nothing to you, why wouldn’t you bother dropping por my place and get Liam yourself? And your eyes and moans speak the other way.”
“Okay,” she started, “this park is closer to my place. It’s safer and I wouldn’t have like the idea of getting Liam straight from your house.”
“Safer? Why? Afraid of the big cane?” he mocked.
“No, I mean, Liam told me you’ve moved out from your apartment and your new house is something I don’t know where.”
“You could have asked me.” Then silence owned them. House knew he’ll win and Cuddy knew she’ll lose this game. As she stared down at the ground, he returned his glance at the kids before them.
“Yes I moved in to a new house. It’s bigger,” he said without turning his head a bit, “has four floors with six bedrooms minus the guest’s por the way.” Cuddy looked up to him, amazed why House bothered buying a house like that when in fact he’s alone mostly in his life. “Liam enjoyed the pool and if Casey comes around during holidays for a stay, she enjoys the música room like me.”
Cuddy was about to say something but House went on, “but then I guess it’s too late when I realized I no longer need a big house like that. The better half of my life seemed to prefer to stay wherever she is right now, although I would amor to know she’ll be happy to be with me in our mansion. We made amor twice after our son’s born but she didn’t seem to acknowledge the fact that every time we slept together, I always give my all.”
He turned his head to see tears now flooding in Cuddy’s eyes. He smiled at her as she answered, “did you just bought a new book of riddles or are you asking me to mover in with you?”
He smiled remained, with his dimples matching it up, as he said, “why can’t both be true?”
In spite of tears now running from her eyes, Cuddy managed to chuckle. She nervously watched House slid his hand under his casaco and she almost fainted the moment he pulled his hand back out. He was holding a velvet box and offered it to her.
“Ohmygod, House,” she uttered still with streaming tears on her cheeks as she took it from his grip.
“No you’re my goddess. I know it sounds crazy but I see it’s just time to…”
House was about to finish his sentence when Cuddy finally pulled out the thing inside the box. Most women surely would get a ring but in this case, she found a key. He kept his mouth shut, but still with a smile too, as he observed Cuddy chuckled once more.
“I just figured maybe it’s just time to mover in together,” he finally finished his line the moment she looked up to see him. He could see her joy in her eyes and as she hugged him tight, he knew it wasn’t just excitement but amor as well.
Oh, I forgot to tell you something guys, this is the end of Beyond Mayfield Walls.
I hope you enjoyed leitura this although I find my own story boring.
Well, again, thanks for leitura and as always, ratings and comments are welcomed and that I wanted to thank all of you who read this fanfic every time I post a new chap. *huggles*
