He had сказал(-а) that he'd be there - heck, he сказал(-а) that he'd be her father's child. And yet, here she was, sitting on her couch, alone. They had been dating for a few months, and everything had been going sommothly...But...He hadn't called in over a week, and he had been extremely distant at work lately. It was as if he was pulling away from her, and didn't want anything to do with her. Still, however, she waited. He had sent her a text about an час ago, saying that he was coming over...though she hoped, she didn't really believe that he would show.
Title: Pilot Redux Rating: T (I guess – for innuendo) Summary: I’m working on Письмо a Huddy ending on add-in scene for each episode. This is a continuation of “Pilot”. My first huddy fic so be nice :-)
“5PM…Doctor House checking out…make sure Ты write that down.” House tosses the last chart onto the desk. He smirks and makes his way to Cuddy’s office, bursting through the doors.
A soft groan of exasperation escapes her lips. “Do Ты even know how to knock?”
“Of course I do.”
“What do Ты want, House?”
“I just came by to see if Ты had any other eloquent pearls...
Rating: T (to be safe) Summary: Continuation of “Paternity”
House didn’t know how long he’d been standing on that lacrosse field. But the sun had gone down hours назад and the sky was now pitch black and his breath was visible. He shook his head and downed two Vicodin before finally heading back to his car. He’d be lying if he сказал(-а) that his missed his old life. Looking back, college was the best time of his life. Lacrosse, running, tons of girls falling over themselves to get to him, Cuddy…he smiled faintly at those memories. She’d pursued him, but not in that way. She was intrigued...