Chapter 2: Secrets Untold
Five o’clock rolled around and Cuddy asked House and Thirteen to step into her office. She held out Thirteen’s file and began to speak to her fellow doctors/estranged family.
“Dr. Hadley you’re probably wondering why we have called you in to meet with us.”
“I’m not getting fired am I?”
“No that’s not what this is about. Dr. House and I have some important news we need to tell you and talk to you about.”
“Good. I just new you called me in here to fire me.”
“Not today.” House said.
“Dr. Hadley when Dr. House and I were in college we had a relationship...

House and Cuddy board the plane to go back to New Jersey and go on with their lives, but this time something has changed since the last time they were there, and they hope it last. This has been the vacation they've enjoyed most, but the worst part of it, has been the flights, which usually were very long.
‘Hmmm cards, bathroom... This time we have to try something new to make time go faster.’
House chuckles. ‘I think we've done everything that can be done on a plane...’
After two hours they’re still the same way, so bored. ‘Water, water and more water... Nice views.’ Says Cuddy...

Things for Cuddy just hadn’t been going very well lately. Since Cameron bailed, Cuddy was having a hard time. She really couldn’t blame Cameron though, it wasn’t her fault. She had done a great job with everything, even House, but she was right, Cuddy was the only one for the job. Even though she had been having a rough week at work, things hadn’t been nearly as bad as they were about to get. She knew that the current medical examiner had retired, that’s why she had hired a new one two weeks ago. What she hadn’t known was that he had taken a vacation in Mexico the week after she...

It was about nine o' clock, and the clinic hours had finally come to a close for the stressed out sadist. The little taps of children's feet faulted, but surely came back as the sound of a door opened as well. All the children and Christmas volunteers had left, leaving only the miserable adults in the hospital of Princeton-Plainsboro.
    Thirteen, Foreman, Kutner, and Taub were sitting down on their chairs, playing with candy canes and sometimes working with the files that laid silently on the desk in front of them. House limped his way over to his team, sucking on a lollipop...

Here is the chapter 2 :D Sorry for the mistakes :((

With a grin on his face, House entered the diagnostics room. Three pairs of eyes were staring at him a little confused.
He noticed a little angrily that they weren’t talking about the cases but seemed to have had a good time instead. Foreman was calmly eating his cereal, while Chase was standing next to the coffee maschine, and Cameron seemed to be lost in thoughts.
House cleared his throat and pointed at the charts. „Didn’t I tell you to start discussing them? The patients don’t diagnose themselves.“
Cameron looked at him bewildered....

Chapter 5: And the risk that might break you’s the one that would save

“Could you believe that?” Kutner asked as they walked across the parking lot. “Harvey Dent, turning to evil all because he lost Rachel.”
    
“I think it’s an understandable reaction,” Thirteen said.
    
“Killing people?” Kutner asked. “Seriously?”
    
“No, I mean not wanting to be alive anymore,” Thirteen said quickly.
    
“I was going to say,” Kutner said. “Bruce Wayne didn’t turn to evil.”
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a/n sorry for my spelling i an from iceland soo..


Cuddy and wilson were still halfasleep . as the
were walking people kept looking at
them and giving them funny looks .

House kept giggling and cuddy and Wilson were
getting innoyed

“WHAT!!?? “ cuddy finally snapped

“umm Cuddles you have a little something there”
house said as she pointed on cuddies face

“HOUSE what did you do” Wilson said as he started
to wake up and saw the moustache on cuddies face

Cuddy walked as quickly as she could to the

nearest bathroom and started rubbing it off.

House and Wilson went to the bathroom to and
Wilson...

Okay, so i wrote this a while ago and i posted it over at ff.net. House may be a little 00C, but i tend to get slightly carried away when i write Huddy fics. :) So here it is, some pure Huddy fluff.

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“Damn it!”

House rummaged around his desk, cursing to himself. He couldn’t for the life of him remember where he had left his medical journal. Opening and closing the drawers around him roughly, he made a mental note to never have Cameron re-organise his desk again.

Sighing in frustration he leant back in his chair and let his eyes scan his office....

CHAPTER 6 GOOD NEWS? BAD NEWS?

Cuddy couldn’t stay in her bed any longer; she hopped out at 5am and got dressed in flash and headed to the hospital. She didn’t even eat breakfast, she went to her office, what would she do? She had promised Wilson they’d see them together but he didn’t come in till 7. She could eat; no she was too nervous, she sat at her desk writing meaningless things on meaningless pieces of paper. Nothing like that mattered when in just an hour she would find out whether she could save her best friend’s, no the love of her life’s life. She fiddled and she wrote,...

She meets House next chapter, I promise


Chapter 5

Thirteen had come through these door every day for a year, but she’d never done it like this. She could have clung to hope that no one would know it was her daughter, except that Bo was partially and eight-year-old her. She could also have clung to hope that Bo would actually follow her directions, except that Bo was Bo.
    
“This is wicked awesome!” Bo exclaimed, forgetting how upset she’d been just a minute ago.
    
“Way to be inconspicuous,” Thirteen muttered under her breath when heads turned....

Short one shot on "The L Word" spoilers
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"Hey--you. 'Nother round." House uttered drunkenly at the bartender. To House's surprise, he had not taken away his keys yet. It was either, he was getting better at looking only barely tipsy, or this guy was just completely stupid.
The air of the bar was very dry, filled with smoke and poorly done songs by the other drunk ladies and gents. Despising them all, House sat in solitary at the end of the bar, closest to the door, so if needed, he could make a quick escape.
Finally the bartender came back around,...

Inspired by one of the best short stories I’ve ever read in my life, we dealt with it a few years ago in German class and since that day I have been loving it.

Here’s the link to an English translation, if you have time, read it, it’s great. The last part gets me everytime:

link

I used the last line of it in my oneshot

I hope it is any good.

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Wilson noticed House from afar.
The sounds of his cane were the first indiction, followed by a thin, lanky and tall shape that made its way to the bench where Wilson was sitting.

Wilson looked up as he...

CHAPTER 5 (COMPOTITION)
The team had a case, they hadn’t looked for one, just like Cuddy had asked, but they ended up with one anyway. House had been in the hospital for two days, his condition had only slightly worsened since he was admitted, but he definitely needed a new liver. Cuddy and Wilson had secretly gotten themselves tested and the results weren’t back yet. Until they were House was on the donor list, Cuddy had gotten him on somehow, even though everyone knew that once he was better he would start taking his Vicodin again.
Now back to the team’s case, it was déjà vu for Foreman....

House's new drugs stop working... he's become reacquainted with the world around him... and it's closing again. He reacts. Wilson and Cuddy are there to pick up the pieces.

House’s eyes were closing…

To the world in vivid colours, to unguarded smiles, to everything related… to seeing everything there was: not the safe circle of bitterness he knew, but life!

He’d enjoyed living while it lasted, knowing it was doomed to fade, because it wasn’t meant for him: he did not smile, nor did he feel or care… never mind the living colours: they slipped, seeped out of crying eyes… irises no...

Chapter 2 – When it all comes back -

House was in his office sitting on his little couch with is iPod in one hand and his cane in the other. The accident had made him think about the life he had been living up until that moment and it suddenly hit him.

He realized that he wasn’t living life as he should. He was a jerk, but that he already knew and it wasn’t something likely to change. He had only two friends, Wilson and Cuddy, his ducklings were always around him because he just couldn’t be with a patient alone, only God knows what he could do to them if that were to happen.

House was...

Disclaimer - same as before, I don't own House. Or Wilson. Or Cuddy. Or anyone for that matter...I also don't own Baba O'Riley, or Breaking Benjamin, or the Offspring

The colours were moving. Swirling around

"Wow. I can see the music." House said breathlessly. "How high was the dose Wilson gave me?"

House hadn't noticed he was speaking out loud. He also hadn't noticed that Cuddy had come over to his flat from the hospital to check on him.

I'm wondering that right now... She thought.

"...I fight for my meals! I get my back into my living!"

"House. House!

"...Don't cryyy don't raise your eye. It's...

Author’s Notes: Me and my countless writers blocks… how do you put up with me? Well, I’m sorry… third chapter anyone?



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Everything Must Burn.

House was dreaming:

Flames roseup before him, he felt their heat… basked in it.

Laughing, he took the new, plain cane and graciously flung it into the fire.

The flames swallowed it whole and House… felt so much better!

He took his patented flame cane and threw it in there as well: the way the artificial flames were licked off by their realistic counterparts sent him grinning...

I have one single day at school where I have absolutely Nothing to do… It’s a Tuesday, so I decided to start drabbling and I’ve affectionately dubbed my little creations:

The Tuesday Series.

Walk.

“I have the right to walk away from you, House…” House’s eyes darted towards the floor… he seemed to be collecting courage:

“Wilson?” House asked before said man had the chance to fully close the door:

“4 months with her? And they were really that much better than what… a decade with me?” and House wished Wilson would just say it: show him that being open really only got you hurt…...

CHAPTER 7 QUESTIONS

Cuddy was in her office, she had to tell House of course. For a liver transplant to work both parties had to consent. She didn’t know how but she was going to, she walked out of her office and headed to House’s room. She hadn’t thought about it a lot, but she didn’t want to over think it so she was just going to do it simply. House was awake again and she marched right in

“Hi” he sounded worn out and groggy

“Hi, House I need to talk to you”

“Talk away, don’t think I’m going anywhere”

“Well Greg, I don’t know how exactly to say this, so I’m just going...

This is the third chapter :) Sorry it took me so long, I had loads of exams and lab days, but here it is finally. Comments are love ♥ :)

Chapter 3 - Sapphire blue sky

„Yes.“
Cuddy looked at Wilson. „Yes?“
The oncologist slowly nodded. „Yes, I’ll do it… House was willing to risk his life to save Amber’s. I’m going to do it.“
Cuddy quietly turned her head to look at House. He was pale, but he looked as if he was just sleeping.“I’m in as well.“, her voice wasn’t more than a whisper, „ I already feel guilty, I can’t take anymore. If I don’t try it, I’ll always...