In the morning Cuddy is in her office working. Fifteen minutes after than when he was supposed to be there, House gets in.
‘Wow it's your best mark.’ She looks at the time. ‘And you’re not complaining!
‘I've come here to complain!!’
‘Really?’
‘Of course, I want to complain about the fact that you notify me that I don't complain!!’
Cuddy sighs. ‘I just wanted to know if this summer you're going to go on vacation and when, because I have to make new schedules.’
‘Of course. I'm going on holidays. I need a break!! When can I go and how long??’
‘You have three weeks off. But tell me when you want, because I also have to know a date for me to go on holidays.’
‘Any date is fine for holidays.’
Cuddy takes some files and put them in a drawer.
‘Okay. Then I'll tell you when you can go... Where are you planing to go? It's just curiosity.’
House looks at her smiling ‘I was thinking of... a tropical paradyse such as The Caribbean or something like that... but maybe that's too much.’
‘Yeah, maybe... I want you to come back, so do not look for a place that you like very much, because you're not gonna stay there forever.’
He stares at her and imitates her voice. ‘“You’re not gonna stay there forever...” Why do you enjoy smashing my dreams??’
‘I live for it!’
House stays in silence for a second, looking at her. ‘Sometimes I think that I'm looking in a mirror when I talk to you.’
Cuddy chuckles. ‘I know what you’re thinking about and no, I'm sexier. And the boobs are mine.’
‘I have to say the same about my cane, it's mine!!!’
She laughs ‘You can put yourself your cane wherever you want.’
‘Good, it's perfect where it is right now.’
‘Well... I'm gonna do the schedule.’ Cuddy open some files and write on them. House stays where he is and looks at her and what she’s writting. She’s unconfortable with his eyes on her breasts. ‘Why you still here? You want s-something?’
House smiles. ‘Hmmm nope.’
‘So... you have nothing better to do?’
‘Hmm, yep... And, just because I'm curious, when are you going on holidays??’
‘I'm not gonna tell you now, I don't want you to screw up my plans...’
‘Hmmm, alright. Bye.’ He stands up and leaves her office. Cuddy sighs and keeps working for a while. When she finish the new schedules, she save them on the computer. She just has to ask Wilson when is he leaving and she can send the file. Cuddy goes to Wilson’s office. While she’s there, House takes the chance to break into her office and takes a gander at the computer. He changes her days and put his name on the days when she was supposed take her holidays. After that, he leaves quietly her office.
Cuddy comes back and write on the computer when Wilson wants his holidays, after that she save the document, send it and print a copy. Then she reads it again. ‘I’m gonna kill him...’
Cuddy goes to House’s office very upset. ‘What the hell is this?’
‘Wo wo wo... I didn’t--’
‘Shut up! Before, I asked you when you wanted to go on holidays and you didn't answer!Screw you! I'm going next week, so you can start looking for another date!’
House stands up and starts shouting like her.
‘What?? Holy shit!! If my name is in those bloody weeks, those are my weeks off!!! Choose a different date!!’
‘What??? No way!!! Are you mad? Those weeks are my weeks off, not yours! Who has given you the right to poke in my stuff?’
‘Your weeks off?? I can't read your name in the schedule!!
She starts yelling louder. ‘MY NAME WAS IN THE SCHEDULE! Until you put your hands on it!’
‘Really?? Well, tell that to MY NAME, which is in the schedule!!!’
Cuddy takes a deep breath. ‘Okay, okay. Keep those fucking weeks, I don't wanna argue with you... Now that I think about it, these are gonna be the best weeks of my life, I won’t have to see you.’
She leaves the office slamming the door and House puts his feet on his desk. ‘House wins again.’
A couple of days go by and House is at the cafeteria when Cuddy comes and sits down far far away from him. House stares at her from his seat while he eats, and that drives her mad, but she doesn’t look at him back. Finally House moves and takes his tray to sit next to her. ‘Hi, Dr. Cuddy!’
‘Go away.’
‘Wow, haven't you forgiven me yet??’
Cuddy looks at him sarcastically ‘Hmmm let me think...No.’
‘Whoops... Then I think you might not be interested in a present that I bought you... I'll try to find someone who wants it...’ House stands up but before he leaves, she speaks.
‘What is it? You bought something for...me?’ Cuddy shakes her head ‘Why would you buy something for me?’
‘Well... more or less... But you're not interested obviously.’
‘Tell me and maybe I'll be less angry with you.’
House smiles and sits down again. ‘Two airline tickets to Italy. One is for you and you can give the other one to a poor man who will have to stand you during the trip while you try to rape him.’
‘Are you serious? Is this for me?’
‘Nope’ He takes back the tickets, sees her face and gives them back to her ‘... of course it is, silly... is my way of saying I'm sorry I'm smarter than you so you have to take a different date for your holidays.’
She is very surprised of that gesture from him. ‘Wow...T-thank you’ Cuddy’s pager sounds and she stops looking at the tickets to look at him. ‘Ehh sorry I have to go now, I'll see you later.’
House looks at her [ass] while she leaves the cafeteria and smiles. He feels good about have been nicer to her than usually, but he’ll never admit it. When he finishes eating he goes back to work.
The day goes by and House is working hard throwing his ball against the wall. Cuddy comes and, of course, she doesn’t knock the door. ‘Hello. Working hard...?’
‘Always!’ He stops playing and looks at her.
‘I was wondering...if you wanna come with me?’
‘Where??’
‘To Italy.’
‘To Italy?? With you?? You wanna rape me??’
Cuddy sighs. ‘No, I don't have sexual intentions with you, God...’
‘Stop pretending Dr. Cuddy!!!’
‘No, seriously, for once in your live you’ve been nice, and a good boy ... And that way we both can have the same weeks off.’
‘Hmmm...’ House remains thinking.
‘So? Do I have to look for another companion?’
‘No, if you promise you'll be a good girl with me.’
Cuddy chuckles. ‘When am I not a good girl?’
‘Yeah, yeah...’ he smiles at her. ‘Do I get bonus points if I answer?’
Cuddy gives him one ticket. ‘The flight leaves in 5 days, doesn't it? I'm going to look for a hotel.’
‘Okay.’
The last day of work before their holidays comes, House is at Cuddy’s office while she finishes some paperwork. ‘I hope you have everything ready. Tomorrow, I'll pick you up with a taxi at 6 o'clock. We got to be at the airport at half past six and the flight leaves, if we're lucky, at half past seven. We will be in Rome around four pm.’
‘Good, I'll try not to fall asleep. That would suck.’
Cuddy looks at him threatening. ‘If you fall asleep, I’ll kill you.’
‘Good incentive!! I'll be ready.’
‘Okay, then I go home to rest. I'll see you tomorrow.’
‘Me too, see you boss.’
‘Ah ah ah...You have to finish sorting your last patients' files and leave everything done. Then you can go home.’ Cuddy smiles widely at him. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’
‘Nice...’
To be continued...
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‘Wow it's your best mark.’ She looks at the time. ‘And you’re not complaining!
‘I've come here to complain!!’
‘Really?’
‘Of course, I want to complain about the fact that you notify me that I don't complain!!’
Cuddy sighs. ‘I just wanted to know if this summer you're going to go on vacation and when, because I have to make new schedules.’
‘Of course. I'm going on holidays. I need a break!! When can I go and how long??’
‘You have three weeks off. But tell me when you want, because I also have to know a date for me to go on holidays.’
‘Any date is fine for holidays.’
Cuddy takes some files and put them in a drawer.
‘Okay. Then I'll tell you when you can go... Where are you planing to go? It's just curiosity.’
House looks at her smiling ‘I was thinking of... a tropical paradyse such as The Caribbean or something like that... but maybe that's too much.’
‘Yeah, maybe... I want you to come back, so do not look for a place that you like very much, because you're not gonna stay there forever.’
He stares at her and imitates her voice. ‘“You’re not gonna stay there forever...” Why do you enjoy smashing my dreams??’
‘I live for it!’
House stays in silence for a second, looking at her. ‘Sometimes I think that I'm looking in a mirror when I talk to you.’
Cuddy chuckles. ‘I know what you’re thinking about and no, I'm sexier. And the boobs are mine.’
‘I have to say the same about my cane, it's mine!!!’
She laughs ‘You can put yourself your cane wherever you want.’
‘Good, it's perfect where it is right now.’
‘Well... I'm gonna do the schedule.’ Cuddy open some files and write on them. House stays where he is and looks at her and what she’s writting. She’s unconfortable with his eyes on her breasts. ‘Why you still here? You want s-something?’
House smiles. ‘Hmmm nope.’
‘So... you have nothing better to do?’
‘Hmm, yep... And, just because I'm curious, when are you going on holidays??’
‘I'm not gonna tell you now, I don't want you to screw up my plans...’
‘Hmmm, alright. Bye.’ He stands up and leaves her office. Cuddy sighs and keeps working for a while. When she finish the new schedules, she save them on the computer. She just has to ask Wilson when is he leaving and she can send the file. Cuddy goes to Wilson’s office. While she’s there, House takes the chance to break into her office and takes a gander at the computer. He changes her days and put his name on the days when she was supposed take her holidays. After that, he leaves quietly her office.
Cuddy comes back and write on the computer when Wilson wants his holidays, after that she save the document, send it and print a copy. Then she reads it again. ‘I’m gonna kill him...’
Cuddy goes to House’s office very upset. ‘What the hell is this?’
‘Wo wo wo... I didn’t--’
‘Shut up! Before, I asked you when you wanted to go on holidays and you didn't answer!Screw you! I'm going next week, so you can start looking for another date!’
House stands up and starts shouting like her.
‘What?? Holy shit!! If my name is in those bloody weeks, those are my weeks off!!! Choose a different date!!’
‘What??? No way!!! Are you mad? Those weeks are my weeks off, not yours! Who has given you the right to poke in my stuff?’
‘Your weeks off?? I can't read your name in the schedule!!
She starts yelling louder. ‘MY NAME WAS IN THE SCHEDULE! Until you put your hands on it!’
‘Really?? Well, tell that to MY NAME, which is in the schedule!!!’
Cuddy takes a deep breath. ‘Okay, okay. Keep those fucking weeks, I don't wanna argue with you... Now that I think about it, these are gonna be the best weeks of my life, I won’t have to see you.’
She leaves the office slamming the door and House puts his feet on his desk. ‘House wins again.’
A couple of days go by and House is at the cafeteria when Cuddy comes and sits down far far away from him. House stares at her from his seat while he eats, and that drives her mad, but she doesn’t look at him back. Finally House moves and takes his tray to sit next to her. ‘Hi, Dr. Cuddy!’
‘Go away.’
‘Wow, haven't you forgiven me yet??’
Cuddy looks at him sarcastically ‘Hmmm let me think...No.’
‘Whoops... Then I think you might not be interested in a present that I bought you... I'll try to find someone who wants it...’ House stands up but before he leaves, she speaks.
‘What is it? You bought something for...me?’ Cuddy shakes her head ‘Why would you buy something for me?’
‘Well... more or less... But you're not interested obviously.’
‘Tell me and maybe I'll be less angry with you.’
House smiles and sits down again. ‘Two airline tickets to Italy. One is for you and you can give the other one to a poor man who will have to stand you during the trip while you try to rape him.’
‘Are you serious? Is this for me?’
‘Nope’ He takes back the tickets, sees her face and gives them back to her ‘... of course it is, silly... is my way of saying I'm sorry I'm smarter than you so you have to take a different date for your holidays.’
She is very surprised of that gesture from him. ‘Wow...T-thank you’ Cuddy’s pager sounds and she stops looking at the tickets to look at him. ‘Ehh sorry I have to go now, I'll see you later.’
House looks at her [ass] while she leaves the cafeteria and smiles. He feels good about have been nicer to her than usually, but he’ll never admit it. When he finishes eating he goes back to work.
The day goes by and House is working hard throwing his ball against the wall. Cuddy comes and, of course, she doesn’t knock the door. ‘Hello. Working hard...?’
‘Always!’ He stops playing and looks at her.
‘I was wondering...if you wanna come with me?’
‘Where??’
‘To Italy.’
‘To Italy?? With you?? You wanna rape me??’
Cuddy sighs. ‘No, I don't have sexual intentions with you, God...’
‘Stop pretending Dr. Cuddy!!!’
‘No, seriously, for once in your live you’ve been nice, and a good boy ... And that way we both can have the same weeks off.’
‘Hmmm...’ House remains thinking.
‘So? Do I have to look for another companion?’
‘No, if you promise you'll be a good girl with me.’
Cuddy chuckles. ‘When am I not a good girl?’
‘Yeah, yeah...’ he smiles at her. ‘Do I get bonus points if I answer?’
Cuddy gives him one ticket. ‘The flight leaves in 5 days, doesn't it? I'm going to look for a hotel.’
‘Okay.’
The last day of work before their holidays comes, House is at Cuddy’s office while she finishes some paperwork. ‘I hope you have everything ready. Tomorrow, I'll pick you up with a taxi at 6 o'clock. We got to be at the airport at half past six and the flight leaves, if we're lucky, at half past seven. We will be in Rome around four pm.’
‘Good, I'll try not to fall asleep. That would suck.’
Cuddy looks at him threatening. ‘If you fall asleep, I’ll kill you.’
‘Good incentive!! I'll be ready.’
‘Okay, then I go home to rest. I'll see you tomorrow.’
‘Me too, see you boss.’
‘Ah ah ah...You have to finish sorting your last patients' files and leave everything done. Then you can go home.’ Cuddy smiles widely at him. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’
‘Nice...’
To be continued...
Irene3691 ~ SandraCH91 ~ diego27rg
Okay, hi, my name is obviously Lena. I have been writting a fanfic for two years now. It is a House fanfic, but it is very depressing and people die. Lot's of people. Also since we don't have lot of background stories on some of the characters I made some up that are probably really far off, but interesting and they serve to make a point. In the beginning the characters are a lot younger. Cuddy is 18. I know, no one could ever be a dean at 18, but the story covers a span of 33 years so I had to make them young. If you would like me to publish it please comment. Thank you. =)
