What could've happened...What could've been said...What could've been done...What we all dream...In the eyes of a Huddy fanatic....
(Starting from original sequence. Extended at certain point)
House was sitting on the bus, all the way in the back. He was just sitting there when Cuddy appeared.
"Didn't know you road the bus."
"I used to drive home after getting drunk, but some mothers got mad-d."
He paused for a second, remembering.
"Wait a second. What are you dong here? You weren't on the bus with me."
"Then I guess this isn't a memory. It's a fantasy." She got up from her seat and stood in front of him.
"If it's a fantasy, you'd be wearing, this."
We see Cuddy and she appears from her old clothes to a school girl outfit. A plaid tie and skirt, high platform shoes, long white stockings, and a very short white blouse. So short it showed majority of her midriff.
"You're convinced your patient is dying and you want to waste your time with a sex fantasy?"
"Don't blame me, blame my gender."
"Well I'm not here to indulge that. I'm here to help you figure out what symptom you saw. Your patient was driving the bus, so all you could see--"
"Why can't you do both?"
And so, music came on, and she began dancing around the pole while doing a differential with him.
"Your patient was driving the bus, so all you could see was him sitting down, most likely facing forward."
House just watched her move her body from head to toe, moving with the music, while they continued the differential.
"From behind I saw his earlobes wiggling or his head--bob-b-ing." He had hesitated as she actually began removing her clothes. She tore open her blouse revealing a white bra underneath.
She took the blouse and tossed it onto his head while she continued dancing.
"--But not that."
"Could indicate aortic insufficiency." She now began to zip down her skirt..
"Marfan's syndrome"
"Or syphilis." She shook her skirt off, causing House to break a small grin. She let it fall to her foot, then lifted it up onto his head. He broke an even bigger smile.
"Kick ass Administrator by day, beautiful and sexy stripper by night."
She began to walk towards House. She lied down flat across the bench, putting her feet up on his lap, slowly sliding them off.
"We should do a sex differential next time. It'd be a little harder but--"
By the time she was just wearing her socks, she slide over to his lap and she let her chest run over his face. He made his way all the way down from her upper chest to her bellybutton. From this point on, he couldn't stop smiling.
"--What if his earlobes were just drooping?" She sat on his lap, straddled him and put her head over his shoulder whispering,
"Ehlers-Danlos?"
She slide her face down his neck to his chest, just barely touching it, breathing as she moved down.
He looked down at her saying,
"Or--Cutis La--xa."
"It's not fatal in adults."
She turned away from him, still sitting on his lap but slowly unhooked her bra, letting the two straps fall from her shoulder. She held it in place as she got up from his lap.
"Yeah he's an adult, very good point, keep going."
She continued dancing with the music, running her fingers up and down her body as she slide down the pole, laying her self on the floor of the bus.
"We better get a good diagnosis after this..."
Then she crawled up to him, all the way by his knees. She laid her head back on his lap, and ran her fingers down her neck. House's face intensified, and she looked at him then said,
"I'm distracting you."
She got up from the floor and sat down next to him, appearing in the same clothes she had before.
"No! Dance, woman." He put his left arm around her resting it on the back of the bench.
"You'd rather be diagnosing."
"I screamed no."
"And your own subconscious ignored you. Because you'd rather fantasize about finding symptoms. How screwed up is that?"
(Starting from original sequence. Extended at certain point)
House was sitting on the bus, all the way in the back. He was just sitting there when Cuddy appeared.
"Didn't know you road the bus."
"I used to drive home after getting drunk, but some mothers got mad-d."
He paused for a second, remembering.
"Wait a second. What are you dong here? You weren't on the bus with me."
"Then I guess this isn't a memory. It's a fantasy." She got up from her seat and stood in front of him.
"If it's a fantasy, you'd be wearing, this."
We see Cuddy and she appears from her old clothes to a school girl outfit. A plaid tie and skirt, high platform shoes, long white stockings, and a very short white blouse. So short it showed majority of her midriff.
"You're convinced your patient is dying and you want to waste your time with a sex fantasy?"
"Don't blame me, blame my gender."
"Well I'm not here to indulge that. I'm here to help you figure out what symptom you saw. Your patient was driving the bus, so all you could see--"
"Why can't you do both?"
And so, music came on, and she began dancing around the pole while doing a differential with him.
"Your patient was driving the bus, so all you could see was him sitting down, most likely facing forward."
House just watched her move her body from head to toe, moving with the music, while they continued the differential.
"From behind I saw his earlobes wiggling or his head--bob-b-ing." He had hesitated as she actually began removing her clothes. She tore open her blouse revealing a white bra underneath.
She took the blouse and tossed it onto his head while she continued dancing.
"--But not that."
"Could indicate aortic insufficiency." She now began to zip down her skirt..
"Marfan's syndrome"
"Or syphilis." She shook her skirt off, causing House to break a small grin. She let it fall to her foot, then lifted it up onto his head. He broke an even bigger smile.
"Kick ass Administrator by day, beautiful and sexy stripper by night."
She began to walk towards House. She lied down flat across the bench, putting her feet up on his lap, slowly sliding them off.
"We should do a sex differential next time. It'd be a little harder but--"
By the time she was just wearing her socks, she slide over to his lap and she let her chest run over his face. He made his way all the way down from her upper chest to her bellybutton. From this point on, he couldn't stop smiling.
"--What if his earlobes were just drooping?" She sat on his lap, straddled him and put her head over his shoulder whispering,
"Ehlers-Danlos?"
She slide her face down his neck to his chest, just barely touching it, breathing as she moved down.
He looked down at her saying,
"Or--Cutis La--xa."
"It's not fatal in adults."
She turned away from him, still sitting on his lap but slowly unhooked her bra, letting the two straps fall from her shoulder. She held it in place as she got up from his lap.
"Yeah he's an adult, very good point, keep going."
She continued dancing with the music, running her fingers up and down her body as she slide down the pole, laying her self on the floor of the bus.
"We better get a good diagnosis after this..."
Then she crawled up to him, all the way by his knees. She laid her head back on his lap, and ran her fingers down her neck. House's face intensified, and she looked at him then said,
"I'm distracting you."
She got up from the floor and sat down next to him, appearing in the same clothes she had before.
"No! Dance, woman." He put his left arm around her resting it on the back of the bench.
"You'd rather be diagnosing."
"I screamed no."
"And your own subconscious ignored you. Because you'd rather fantasize about finding symptoms. How screwed up is that?"
I mean,come on guys,how is possible not to like Hameron.Allison and House just fit together.Cameron is so nice and beautiful and helpfull and just so perfect and young.House is sarcastic,funny sometimes annoying but pretty good.The only problem is,you know,the age.House is 50 or maybe a little bit older and Cameron is almost 30 or younger.I don't think it would be possible to have many children.But,except of this tiny problem,they are just perfect together.It's just so unfair and bad that people don't see the value of this couple.Can't you feel it???Ok,I admit it.Maybe some of you will say that I'm saying all these stuff because I'm addicted to Cameron and Hameron but believe me it's not just that.It's all the passion and the drama they have both and it's just so addictive!!!!!
Isn't that obvious?God,I feel like anyone can't understand that!!
boldDr. Allison Cameron is my favorite character on House and that's the only reason I am writting this article. Cameron is really great. Just perfect. I think that she is better brunette than blond.Some people like the coiple Hameron and other the couple Chameron.I believe that both couples are great and Ihave yto say that the producers have to pay attention to these relationships.Actually I used not to like house M.D. but when I saw Cameron I knew...I realised that it is a great series which I start watching.And I did.And now is one of my favorite Tv series.Although, I have toadmit that this season had disappointed me a little. But not enough to stop wathcing it.I also admit that I am obsessed with Dr. Allison Cameron.Yes, I am and I enjoy it.
To Cameron, Chameron and Hameron Fans,
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To Cameron, Chameron and Hameron Fans,
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