House and Cameron | Get Up

One day they are in their residence. Lisa spends the whole day enclosed in her room studying. Of course he spends that time doing anything else but study.
Dinner time comes and she prepares a salad, then goes to his dorm and knocks the door. ‘Are you gonna eat something?’
‘Small children.’
She rolls her eyes. ‘If you want some salad there’s more in the kitchen.’
‘Hmm salad, rabbit's food, yummy!!’
She goes back to the kitchen and he follows her and starts preparing a huge sandwich with what he finds in the fridge. Cuddy looks at him with a disgusted face, then he bends to pick...

Lisa Cuddy came to Michigan a few days ago and today it’s her first day of collage at the University of Michigan. She’s very excited about it. It’s the first time she’s going away from her family and friends for such a long time, but Lisa it's completely convinced about what she wants to do with her future, and she wants to become a great doctor.
Now let’s talk about Greg House. Who doesn’t know him at university? With just twentysomething years old, he is one of the promises of the campus. He has a brilliant mind and a particular acidic sense of humor. Although there are people...

They spend the night sleeping alone for the first time in the last weeks.
In the morning House, without rush, takes a shower, gets dressed and gets to the hospital at nine o’clock. First stop, of course, the cafeteria, where Cuddy runs into him.
‘Here you are! Where did you leave your sense of punctuality?’
‘I think I was born without it...’ Says House looking around.
‘I've been looking for you almost an hour, I have something for you.’
‘If it's a wedding ring I'm sorry... I won't renounce my single state.’
She rolls her eyes and gives him a file. ‘I've a case for you.’
House...

A/N again i felt in the mood to keep writing... :) so here's part 18...read, review and rate!!!




The weekend was uneventful for Lisa Cuddy who was in mourning. She had lost something - someone - great and she didn't want what they had shared together to end.
Greg House, on the other hand, thought about this puzzle. He wanted to be with Lisa but he needed to find away around the board. His first option was marriage but he wasn't ready to be committed like that and he was sure Lisa wasn't, the second option was to not have a relationship at all and the third option was to have a secret relationship....

my updates are going to be alot slower from now on because I have run out of chapters to post and because I want to leave you guys hanging with this ending for a while... :) aren't I mean??? Any ways read and review...im not sure this is the best chappy I've written...but yeah...Oh and to those people who have been rating me four stars could you give me some ideas on how I could make that five stars??? :P




House woke up the next morning to a very girly snore next him and a rock of the boat. House had used his naviagtion and chart reading skills to bring the yacht into a small, isolated inlet....

LOST WORD- happy kiss

My name is Sara and I’m not English, so sorry if you don’t understand …. : D
WELL like every one I´M ADDICTED TO HOUSE… AND FINNALY I DECIDE TO WROTHE A MINI ARTICLE… I must say that I love your articles.


Cuddy was in her office´s doing paperwork, she was boring. KNOCK KNOCK…
Cuddy: COME IN!!!! She said not looking to the door
House: HI!!!
C: why did you knock!?!?!? You never knock!!! She said surprise with his attitude.
H: well!! My MOMMY LISA told me that we need to knock the door before enter in a room! :D He said with a childish tone
Cuddy laughs at him…
C:...

Here are the next two pages of the prologue. As always, please review. =)

Cuddy sat at the plaintiffs table twirling a black hair-band between her fingers, the anxiety threatening to overtake her again. For the past two weeks she had been on the verge of snapping. She had not gotten more than two hours of sleep a night and those two hours were filled with terrifying repetitions of what had happened to her. When she was awake she had to battle the flashbacks and anxiety. She had cleaned her house several times and organized all of her things. She had delved into her work as usual, but nothing...

Lollipop Isues 8

House-so why do I have to do the stupid tests again.....
Wilson-cause Cuddy said so....
House-she's not my boss like that you know
Wilson-ya I know...but it still might be your kid...
House-so how are things with you and Liz...
Wilson-okay...why do you care...
House-I don't know....just making conversation...
Wilson-you NEVER just make conversation....
House-I really wanted to know if her and you were having sex still....
Wilson-why does that matter if we are or not....
House-so I take it your not....
Wilson-she doesn't want to get pregnant again...
House-you know there are things called...

umm here's part 7...so far it's my favourite chappy...please read and review...im still thriving on my others!!!



It was late afternoon and House was at the helm; the pilot had left them a few hours ago. The sun was sinking dangerously close to the horizon, sending an orange haze over the sea and sky. The smells of cooking salmon had engulfed the yacht and surrounding areas.
Cuddy came out a few minutes later and handed House a plate before sitting on a built in bench in the cockpit, carefully placing her dinner on her lap.
"We might as well make the most of it, " she said, gazing out at the sunset....

Hey just to tell you everything that's going on...
Kutner has a crush on Cuddy
Gabby is Cuddy's sister
Rob is Gabby's Husband
Skyler is Cuddy's niece...
This should be on FF soon =] so im only gonna post the first 2 chappies here then they'll be on FF...and btw should I continue?
-LOVE YA LOTS =]
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Just stop ok!?
I’m sorry it’s just that I hate when you’re mad!
I’m not mad!
You’re yelling aren’t you!?
Yes but that’s not the point.
Well, you’re mad!!
JUST SHUT UP GABBY!
*a tear rolled down her cheek and blurred her vision*
It blurred her vision...

All right here are pages 11-20. Obviously this is a long prologue and as you have probably guessed a long story. This is where we get to the main plot. Please comment. Thank you. =).

“I was actually wondering if you would reconsider my offer for dinner.”
“No,” Cuddy replied still retaining her gentle tone.
She turned on her heel and returned to the table where House, Wilson, and Sarah were still seated. All three of them watched her sit back down curiously.
“Well,” Sarah prompted when Cuddy didn’t say anything.
“He bitched at me about my testimony and asked me if I would reconsider...

AN: I noticed that there weren't many review but there were over 200 hits on this fic...I hope those people who didn't review are enjoying it...the more reviews the faster I update...if anyone has any advice on how i could make my fic better in anyway please let me know... :) im a bit bored now so i thought i might indulge you in this chappie...

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House walked and stood beside Hugh a few weeks later. Both of them were silently staring at the actor’s body.
House: I saw your result, looks like you’ll be out for good…
Hugh turned to look at him.
Hugh: Thank you…
House nodded and they glanced back at the body.
Hugh: How about you?
House: <shook his head> I don’t know…
Hugh looked at him as he made his way to the chair in front of the bed. He raised his arms and let it stay behind his neck while looking at his friend’s body.
Hugh: And you can live with that?
House: Live? I am not alive…
Hugh: And you’re okay with that?
House:...

“Regular radical, me radical or me out of my mind radical?"

I’m magically mightier, more Godly than God himself
Whose holy, hectic world is foolish and phony
Because I bear, the strange solutions
To all mystifying modern, medical mysteries.
Talented to, treat distressing diseases
With the superb support, of some serious vicodin
Each pill pulsing, pure sweetness similar to candy.
I devote my days, deliberately torturing my team
Warranting my worries, of wistful workers.
As my mediocre, day draws out
I flee foxily, from the Medical Mistress
Deeply disguised, in the darkness of the day
Slyly sleeping,...