Chapter 7 – What Do You Want -
Three days after what happened in the cozinha Cuddy didn’t have touched on the subject. He thought that she was trying to avoid him, maybe she really was. The only thing that he was sure was that being away from her was pissing him of. He was in fact, angry. Why did he let her go? He always screwed everything up. They had had the perfect weekend, but then when they were back, he acted like nothing had happen. He was a jerk at that time, try to play the macho man with his friends, but now he was still a jerk but because he let her go again.
Cuddy didn’t want to avoid House; she just didn’t want to be near him. That kiss brought the memories of that weekend, and that was no good. She didn’t want to remember that… but she was already doing it.
“So the case is simple guys, come on… Of course it’s Malaria.” House said.
“It could be a vitamin C overdose…” Chase offers.
“Can we just wait for the lab results in silence?” Cameron asked.
“I’m with House on this one. The guy was in Guatemala, has fever, chills, nausea, vomiting, headaches and dizziness… it’s Malaria.” Foreman challenged Cameron with a look. She sigh and kept her eyes on the machine that was beeping.
“House and Foreman you’re the winners. Sorry Chase, bad luck.” Cameron said looking to all of them.
“You know what do, start the treatment, I’ll be in my office, fotografias to think about.” House said limping out of the lab.
“What? Photos? What photos?” Chase asked confused.
“Forget it Chase, he’s House…you’re not supposed to understand him. I’ll go start his treatment.” Foreman replied and went to Mr. Martin’s room.
“Don’t be like that; it could be vitamin C overdose.” Cameron said to Chase with a sweet voice. He smiled to her and replied. “Thanks. Want to have a coffee? Foreman is busy, so…” She just smiled and nod.
House was sitting on his chair playing with the ball and thinking, about Lisa Cuddy. Why could he just stop thinking about her? Since the accident he was trying to be a different House, well not very different, but actually showing what he was feeling. He kept thinking about her smell and the taste of her lips; having her in his arms and hugs her. He was decided, he was trying to change she ad to understand. What if she just didn’t want to be with him? Maybe that was the reason why she had said that things were good the way they were now. He couldn’t just think about that, he had to act, so he got up, grabbed his cane and limp to the elevator you one thing in mind: know what Cuddy really felt, what she really wanted.
Cuddy was trying to focus on her work, but for some reason she couldn’t. Her phone rang and she picked up, when she replied she saw a man coming to her office, limping. She continued the talking and saw House sitting on her little couch.
“Ok. Ok. I got it. oi bring the drinks. 8 pm is fine. Bye Erin” Cuddy finished and look at him. “What is it House?”
He kept looking at her, trying to find the right words to say, but nothing came.
“So…” Cuddy asked.
“Why don’t you want to be with me?” He finally asked. It didn’t have sound as like he planned though.
“Excuse me?” She replied raising her eyebrows.
“Damn it Lisa! I’m trying, I’m trying to be more…more me, from the inside. You just don’t let me. I’m trying to show you something.” He said almost violently.
“I don’t know what to say. One dia you are you, and the seguinte you’re so different, I don’t know House.”
“What do you want? What do you feel Cuddy?”
She really didn’t knew what to say, she wanted to grab him and kiss him and tell him that she loved when he make those comments about her physic attributes. But she couldn’t, she didn’t have a reason though, she just knew that she couldn’t.
“I want you to go, House. Go do your job, that’s why I’m paying you for.” That was all that she could say. She noticed his look, he wasn’t happy, he was disappointed and perplex.
He couldn’t have heard that, he was hopping that she didn’t had finished the sentence, hopping that after that she would tell him that she wanted him. The rest of the sentence never came, he look down and then into her eyes.
“Fine! If that is what you really want to, I’ll go. But, Lisa, don’t come and tell me that I didn’t tried, you’re the one who’s chicken out.” He look deep into her eyes and got off her office.
She sat down and put her hands on her face, covering it. She called her secretary and told her that she was busy, didn’t want phone calls or anyone in her office. She stopped for a segundo and stare at her desk, a tear fell. She was running from what she really wanted to. He had been there, almost telling her what he felt, and she kept the silence. How dumb was she? She wasn’t in any mood for a jantar that night, but Erin didn’t accept a last minuto excuse.
TBC
Three days after what happened in the cozinha Cuddy didn’t have touched on the subject. He thought that she was trying to avoid him, maybe she really was. The only thing that he was sure was that being away from her was pissing him of. He was in fact, angry. Why did he let her go? He always screwed everything up. They had had the perfect weekend, but then when they were back, he acted like nothing had happen. He was a jerk at that time, try to play the macho man with his friends, but now he was still a jerk but because he let her go again.
Cuddy didn’t want to avoid House; she just didn’t want to be near him. That kiss brought the memories of that weekend, and that was no good. She didn’t want to remember that… but she was already doing it.
“So the case is simple guys, come on… Of course it’s Malaria.” House said.
“It could be a vitamin C overdose…” Chase offers.
“Can we just wait for the lab results in silence?” Cameron asked.
“I’m with House on this one. The guy was in Guatemala, has fever, chills, nausea, vomiting, headaches and dizziness… it’s Malaria.” Foreman challenged Cameron with a look. She sigh and kept her eyes on the machine that was beeping.
“House and Foreman you’re the winners. Sorry Chase, bad luck.” Cameron said looking to all of them.
“You know what do, start the treatment, I’ll be in my office, fotografias to think about.” House said limping out of the lab.
“What? Photos? What photos?” Chase asked confused.
“Forget it Chase, he’s House…you’re not supposed to understand him. I’ll go start his treatment.” Foreman replied and went to Mr. Martin’s room.
“Don’t be like that; it could be vitamin C overdose.” Cameron said to Chase with a sweet voice. He smiled to her and replied. “Thanks. Want to have a coffee? Foreman is busy, so…” She just smiled and nod.
House was sitting on his chair playing with the ball and thinking, about Lisa Cuddy. Why could he just stop thinking about her? Since the accident he was trying to be a different House, well not very different, but actually showing what he was feeling. He kept thinking about her smell and the taste of her lips; having her in his arms and hugs her. He was decided, he was trying to change she ad to understand. What if she just didn’t want to be with him? Maybe that was the reason why she had said that things were good the way they were now. He couldn’t just think about that, he had to act, so he got up, grabbed his cane and limp to the elevator you one thing in mind: know what Cuddy really felt, what she really wanted.
Cuddy was trying to focus on her work, but for some reason she couldn’t. Her phone rang and she picked up, when she replied she saw a man coming to her office, limping. She continued the talking and saw House sitting on her little couch.
“Ok. Ok. I got it. oi bring the drinks. 8 pm is fine. Bye Erin” Cuddy finished and look at him. “What is it House?”
He kept looking at her, trying to find the right words to say, but nothing came.
“So…” Cuddy asked.
“Why don’t you want to be with me?” He finally asked. It didn’t have sound as like he planned though.
“Excuse me?” She replied raising her eyebrows.
“Damn it Lisa! I’m trying, I’m trying to be more…more me, from the inside. You just don’t let me. I’m trying to show you something.” He said almost violently.
“I don’t know what to say. One dia you are you, and the seguinte you’re so different, I don’t know House.”
“What do you want? What do you feel Cuddy?”
She really didn’t knew what to say, she wanted to grab him and kiss him and tell him that she loved when he make those comments about her physic attributes. But she couldn’t, she didn’t have a reason though, she just knew that she couldn’t.
“I want you to go, House. Go do your job, that’s why I’m paying you for.” That was all that she could say. She noticed his look, he wasn’t happy, he was disappointed and perplex.
He couldn’t have heard that, he was hopping that she didn’t had finished the sentence, hopping that after that she would tell him that she wanted him. The rest of the sentence never came, he look down and then into her eyes.
“Fine! If that is what you really want to, I’ll go. But, Lisa, don’t come and tell me that I didn’t tried, you’re the one who’s chicken out.” He look deep into her eyes and got off her office.
She sat down and put her hands on her face, covering it. She called her secretary and told her that she was busy, didn’t want phone calls or anyone in her office. She stopped for a segundo and stare at her desk, a tear fell. She was running from what she really wanted to. He had been there, almost telling her what he felt, and she kept the silence. How dumb was she? She wasn’t in any mood for a jantar that night, but Erin didn’t accept a last minuto excuse.
TBC
