I am soooooooo sorry about the (3 month?) wait between chapters…I had my school holidays then It was my birthday two weeks ago…I do thank you guys for the lovely reviews (and ratings)…there is only one mais chapters after this and if I get enough reviews, I might be persuaded to do an epilogue… (but I need at least 100 reviews on FF to do so…so toddle your FP – ing bums over there and rate over there too) HIT THAT REVIEW BUTTON ON YER WAY OUT KIDDIES!!!
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huddyaimee
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House woke on the sofá in his apartment. He had popped his ‘vicodin’ that night and had woken up human. He felt lonely and he felt hurt por what Cuddy had done to him the other day.
‘Why Wilson?’ he thought. ‘I changed her, she should be with me! How was Wilson changed anyway; por whom? He’s only new to this,’
House pulled himself up from the sofá and made his way down the hall and through the kitchen. He opened the freezer to try and satisfy his cravings for a bife and chucked it in the microwave to defrost it. Whipping out the cast-iron pan from beneath the bench, he placed it on the element. After defrosting the bife he put it on the hot pan and listened to it crack and sizzle.
House had demolished his bife within a matter of moments and cleaned up. When he had done, he cheirado, cheirava, smelt a familiar smell. The smell was followed por a knock.
“What do you want?” he asked grumpily when he opened the door to face his ex-best friend.
“I want to apologise,” came the reply.
“Apologise for what?!” House yelled. “Wilson, you have five hundred years left, I’ve only got one hundred! You’ve ruined my chances with her!”
“Just let me in and I’ll explain,”
House opened the door and allowed Wilson inside. They both went and sat on the sofá in his lounge.
“Explain away,”
“It was about a week atrás and I was lonely,” Wilson started. “I…hired out a hooker…two minutos later I’m this creature. I tried to research and then I heard Lisa’s thoughts and tried communicating; I got no reply so I got angry and ‘non-me’,”
“You lost control of your senses,” House explained. Wilson nodded. “Its highly common in newborn strays. por stray I mean no support from your species and newborn is pretty self-explanitory,”
“Yeah, well that night I was baby sitting…oh, I took some of your vicodin for my headache, por the way…I completely immersed myself in Lisa and I threatened her because obviously the animal wanted to be the dominant one,”
House mulled it over in his head and it made perfect sense. He made humming noises, allowing Wilson to continue.
“So, I came here to say, she’s yours,”
“We’ll see,”
“What?”
“Did you not listen to what she said the other night? She said she’d let the bonds to decide,”
“Well then, I’ll allow her to be with you,”
“Wait! What? HOW!?”
“I get rid of myself permanently,”
“You wouldn’t do that, Jimmy. Don’t do something stupid,”
“Well how else can I sever the bond?”
“For starters, you don’t listen to her thoughts. Secondly try mover on; you’ve been married three times, you must’ve done something right and third, try to avoid her physically,”
Wilson nodded. “I’ll try,”
“See ya, Jimmy,”
“Bye, House,”
House opened the door for Wilson and let him depart.
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huddyaimee
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‘Argh! Thirty-six hours and I’m losing my mind!’ Cuddy’s head screamed at her after spending just over a dia without any form of contact with House. She realised that the thoughts she could hear of Wilson’s were slowly fading; almost as if they were being tuned out por a radio. Her thoughts centred mais on House.
She realised, even when he was atuação like a misanthrope, he really wanted to share his knowledge with her yet she was too stuck up to see the signs and was too naïve to see what he was doing. Maybe that’s what the note was finalising. Her mind screamed for his thoughts, to hear his speech and to comprehend his touch.
How could she have been so stupid?
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huddyaimee
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House woke on the sofá in his apartment. He had popped his ‘vicodin’ that night and had woken up human. He felt lonely and he felt hurt por what Cuddy had done to him the other day.
‘Why Wilson?’ he thought. ‘I changed her, she should be with me! How was Wilson changed anyway; por whom? He’s only new to this,’
House pulled himself up from the sofá and made his way down the hall and through the kitchen. He opened the freezer to try and satisfy his cravings for a bife and chucked it in the microwave to defrost it. Whipping out the cast-iron pan from beneath the bench, he placed it on the element. After defrosting the bife he put it on the hot pan and listened to it crack and sizzle.
House had demolished his bife within a matter of moments and cleaned up. When he had done, he cheirado, cheirava, smelt a familiar smell. The smell was followed por a knock.
“What do you want?” he asked grumpily when he opened the door to face his ex-best friend.
“I want to apologise,” came the reply.
“Apologise for what?!” House yelled. “Wilson, you have five hundred years left, I’ve only got one hundred! You’ve ruined my chances with her!”
“Just let me in and I’ll explain,”
House opened the door and allowed Wilson inside. They both went and sat on the sofá in his lounge.
“Explain away,”
“It was about a week atrás and I was lonely,” Wilson started. “I…hired out a hooker…two minutos later I’m this creature. I tried to research and then I heard Lisa’s thoughts and tried communicating; I got no reply so I got angry and ‘non-me’,”
“You lost control of your senses,” House explained. Wilson nodded. “Its highly common in newborn strays. por stray I mean no support from your species and newborn is pretty self-explanitory,”
“Yeah, well that night I was baby sitting…oh, I took some of your vicodin for my headache, por the way…I completely immersed myself in Lisa and I threatened her because obviously the animal wanted to be the dominant one,”
House mulled it over in his head and it made perfect sense. He made humming noises, allowing Wilson to continue.
“So, I came here to say, she’s yours,”
“We’ll see,”
“What?”
“Did you not listen to what she said the other night? She said she’d let the bonds to decide,”
“Well then, I’ll allow her to be with you,”
“Wait! What? HOW!?”
“I get rid of myself permanently,”
“You wouldn’t do that, Jimmy. Don’t do something stupid,”
“Well how else can I sever the bond?”
“For starters, you don’t listen to her thoughts. Secondly try mover on; you’ve been married three times, you must’ve done something right and third, try to avoid her physically,”
Wilson nodded. “I’ll try,”
“See ya, Jimmy,”
“Bye, House,”
House opened the door for Wilson and let him depart.
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huddyaimee
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‘Argh! Thirty-six hours and I’m losing my mind!’ Cuddy’s head screamed at her after spending just over a dia without any form of contact with House. She realised that the thoughts she could hear of Wilson’s were slowly fading; almost as if they were being tuned out por a radio. Her thoughts centred mais on House.
She realised, even when he was atuação like a misanthrope, he really wanted to share his knowledge with her yet she was too stuck up to see the signs and was too naïve to see what he was doing. Maybe that’s what the note was finalising. Her mind screamed for his thoughts, to hear his speech and to comprehend his touch.
How could she have been so stupid?
This is part eight
of my fav huddy moments
starting wid my least fav
and ending with my alltime fav
10.I CANT SIT por AND WATCH YOU KILL YOURSELF
9.I NEED YOU
8.HOUSE LOOKING THROUGH CUDDY'S WINDOW
7.EVERYONE KNOWS THIS IS GOING SOMEWHERE
6.IF SHE TURNS AROUND SHE'S INTO HIM TOO
5.CUDDY & HOUSE WILSON'S HEART
4.CUDDY TOUCHING HOUSE'S FACE
3.THERE FIRST KISS
2.I ALWAYS WANNA kiss YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1.YOUR AFRAID TO BE HAPPY , WHY DO YOU CARE IF IM HAPPY???