House/Cuddy in 'Bombshells'

Right guys, here goes... (be prepared for this to turn into a bit of a rant at some points!)I was watching season one again, and when i watched Three Stories, i noticed that there are absolutely NO references that House and Cuddy know each other, AT ALL. (unless i completely missed something and then i apologise) It was dead strange, especially when in season two episode Humpty Dumpty when searching Alfredo's house with Cameron, and Cameron asks some very un-subtle questions, she says that she knew him from college in Michigan, but surely that would mean she knew him when he had the infraction?...

Chapter 6

This one is little bit shorter chapter, but I'm publishing pretty fast

House walked back inside the building as fast as he could with hurt leg. It was freezing outside and he left his куртка to Cuddy, and his pills in the pocket.... Fuck. His leg was hurting and he didn’t had his pills. But to get his pills back he should found Cuddy again. And he wasn’t about to do it. He decided to manage his pain, to get drunk, but not to talk with her again.
He was walking to the bar side with his mask in his hand when suddenly he was stopped by someone known. It was the last thing he needed,...

Hi guys and gals,
I decided to write a new chapter of this fic. Hope you’d like my idea and keep reviewing.

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Last thing to say: in this fic there won’t be any mention to Lucas.

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Chapter 2

They were still standing on the floor, hugging each other in complete silence. House smiled at her.

“Congrats”

Cuddy looked at him confused as he tried to stand up.

“For what?”

She helped him stand up and they both sat on the couch.

“Nice trick”...

House bit his tongue and wrapped his arm around Rachel's shoulders and held her close to him as she wrapped her arms around his waist, her head resting on his arm. He led her to the car in the parking lot and let her in the passenger seat. Cuddy wasn't going Главная yet since she had an emergency board meeting and told them to go Главная ahead of time.

Rachel rested her head against the glass and just looked out the window. House looked over once and a while and when he saw her sad face, the anger just boiled even еще inside of him. The ride Главная was silent. The radio silently playing ' Face down'...

How was your Christmases? Mine was okay, but here is my Рождество present to the people that are reading! :D

At around 11 pm, House and his fiancee, Cuddy, were laughing as they walked into the dark house.
Cuddy's head was resting against her Влюбленные chest as they stumbled into the room and turned on the light. She was kind of tipsy from all the wine she drank.

She hiccuped then dramatically shushed House, who wasn't talking, by putting her hand on his mouth.
" Rachel asleeeeppp! * Hiccup* Be Quiet!" She сказал(-а) loudly.

House just chuckled and lead her to the диван, мягкий уголок where she could stop swaying. He...

A knock sounded on his door. Another headache to come along, he breathed it out, and just ignored the elevating raps.
"House--" Cuddy had muffled from outside.
"we need to talk." she continued with not only seriousness, but a deeper concern within her tone.
"It's open." he almost whispered. Apparently hearing him, the handle twisted and opened the door. Cuddy slightly launched herself back with surprise, taken aback at the sight of House.
"We need to admit you."
"I'm fine."
"You've been throwing up for hours straight. You've had constant headaches, your eyes are always bloodshot every time I walk...

This is just a little fanfic I wrote for St. Patties Day. Hope Ты like!!!


It’s St Patrick’s день at PPTH and the majority of the staff is wearing green. “Good morning, Dr. House." Cuddy сказал(-а) noticing House just getting in. “Good morning O’Cuddy. Wait your not Irish, your Jewish. So why are Ты celebrating St Patties Day?” He asked noticing that she was wearing an above the knee green юбка and a green вверх that showed a rather hefty amount of cleavage. “Just because I’m Jewish doesn’t mean I can’t celebrate other holidays.” She grinned. He started to limp away. “Can I...

House saw what Cuddy screamed about. There were 3 men. One holding Abby in his arms.

Cuddy tried to race over to get Abby but one of the men pulled her back.

*House could hardly make out who the men were. No one he knew....he looked at the man holding Abbigal.*

House! *Cuddy сказал(-а) sobbing* Do something!

Mark. Why are Ты here?

The man turned on the lights and indeed it had been Stacy's husband.

*Cuddy gasped*

You hurt me House. My wife almost left me because of you. And I knew that one день I would get Ты back. Never thought it would be like this though.... We were watching Ты and saw that...

House couldn’t help but laugh. “Sorry. I can come back.” He сказал(-а) in-between giggles. Wilson blushed and gave the girl his address that he had written on a piece of paper. She walked out and сказал(-а) nothing. House was turning red from holding his breath so he would not laugh. He bit his lip but couldn’t help it and burst out with laughter. “Go a-head. Laugh it up House. Laugh all Ты want just please don’t tell anyone. Ok?” Wilson pleaded. House pulled himself together. “Ok. Wow! Ты are unbelievable. I wonder if Ты would do a syphilis patient?” House asked. Wilson blushed. “Done.”...

Cuddy pulled out a syringe. “Drop your pants. Ты need an injection. It´s the last one, think Ты should be alright for working in two или three days.”, she сказал(-а) and smirked a little about the thought of his sexy naked ass. He leaned against his piano. “Why didn´t Ты come around a few days ago?”, he asked her while she gave him the injection. “Done.”, she сказал(-а) as he turned around and gave her an intensly look deep into her eyes. “I´m not sure Ты wanted to see me.”, she сказал(-а) and smirked again. “You´re the only one I wanna be with.”, his voice was just a whisper. She...