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This is a fiction I wrote this summer and posted in fanfiction.net.
I figured I'd share it chapter by chapter with you, since here the Huddy ship is stronger :D
As I wrote it a few months ago, it has no spoilers for season 5!

Be gentle, english is not my first language ^^


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1st Chapter - "The Bet"


It was just another day for House. Another weird disease, another accurate diagnosis, another happy ending.

This particular time he didn’t have the chance to annoy Cuddy though, and the reason for his grumpiness was finally found. Now he knew why he was bored. He didn’t pissed off Cuddy enough today.

He stopped what he was doing – dialing a random phone number to do a prank call – and got up quickly – which made jolts of pain swim through his injured leg – making his way to Cuddy’s office.

When he got there in record time, he noticed she was busy on the phone.

Good. The busier the bitchier she’ll become.

He grabbed the doorknob and gave it a jerk.

Damn, it’s locked.

Cuddy noticed House and smiled, waving at him with her unoccupied hand, completely aware and thankful for the locked door. She didn’t see House today at all so figured he was up to something by the end of the day.

Oh, she’s asking for it.

He wondered if he could persuade her assistant to open the door, but then remembered that the last time he did, it didn’t work out. So he just turned his back to Cuddy and begun making his way back to his office.

I’ll call her from there.

He quickly had a better idea though. He spotted Wilson coming down the hall in his direction.

“Wilson, best buddy! What’s up?” – House raised his arms suggesting a hug.

Wilson eyed him suspiciously.

“Hum…let me guess, you need money.” – He pretended to doubt what he had just said – “Oh no, what a fool I must be, doubting your actions. You obviously think of me as a great friend and are only showing your affection to me.”

“Precisely! Where you’re headed?”

“To Cuddy. Need some signatures”

“But what a coincidence! I am, too! Let’s share this adventure together and have some fun”

“House, you’re up to something.” - Wilson paused – “You’re going to piss off Cuddy, aren’t you?”

House pretended to be in deep shock.

“How dare you suggesting such a thing! Me, of all people?”

Wilson sighed.

“You know what? It’s better if you come. I need to speak with you two. I thought of doing it separately but I guess that it’s quicker and easier this way”

“Oh? Really? What is it?”

“You’ll see. Come.”

They made their way to the end of the hall and finally reached Cuddy’s office.

Wilson knocked without trying the doorknob.

Cuddy wasn’t on the phone anymore, but the fact that House was there standing behind Wilson wasn’t a good sign. She sighed.

House’s eyes followed Cuddy as she made her way to the door and opened it with some reluctance.

“How are you, Cuddy?” – Wilson politely asked, making his way into the room. House followed him with a curious look on his face.

“I’m fine thanks. Quite frustrated though. The administrators just can’t leave me alone today”

She sighed again, then looked at House quizzically, wondering what he was doing there without saying a word.

“Yes…I understand.” – Wilson hesitated. Then looked at House, then at Cuddy – “I need to ask you both a favor”.

House’s eyebrows rose a couple inches.

Wilson? Asking us a favor? Asking ME a favor?

Cuddy’s eyebrows were as raised as House’s.

“Go on” – she supported Wilson, exchanging a quick glance with House.

Do you have any idea of what it is? Her eyes asked House.

No. She read his eyes. Although her interpretation might as well be: Hello Ladies, I can see you’re still hanging there firmly.

Wilson sat on the chair across Cuddy’s desk. House stood still close by the door.

“Well, I’ve met this woman, you know…” – Wilson begun, looking at his lap.

House rolled his eyes.

Cuddy’s eyebrows rose even more.

“Well she had this idea of a double date…” – Wilson tried to say.

“WHAT?” – Both Cuddy and House cut in.

“Hey, wait, let me explain, ok? It’s not like I picked you guys! I absolutely know your opinions on this and how your reactions would be! It wasn’t my choice!” – He stuttered – “ She just…she was really into it, and, well, of my friends, she only heard me talking about you two, so she’s very keen on…you know…knowing you.”

House’s mouth was open, as if he was trying to figure out what to say.

Cuddy mirrored his.

“I…well, Wilson, how come you turned this into a double date?” – She eventually asked, confused. – “I mean, she must know that House and I aren’t exactly…”

Wilson nodded, predicting her question. He cut in:

“Problem is, from what I told her, she kind of assumed you were in a relationship, and before I could say something against it, she was all excited throwing ideas around of a double date and I just couldn’t say no…”

House finally found his voice.

“It begin with an N and ends with an O.”

Cuddy’s voice overreached House’s:

“How did she assume House and I were on a relationship? What exactly did you tell her?”

“The truth! That you guys keep bickering all the time but deep inside it’s just a façade…I mean, a way of releasing the stress of work among…other things.”

“Among…other things.” – Cuddy repeated to herself – “Seriously Wilson this isn’t like you.”

Wilson had a pleading look on his face.

“Can’t you pick another friend of yours to go with House?” – She tried.

“Oh yes, a couple of them. Oh wait; they’re my ex-wives.”

House snorted. He was enjoying this after all.

Cuddy sent House a reproachful look.

“Fine. I’ll do it.” – She said.

Wilson’s mouth begun to form a smile, until she added, muttering:

“But House? Seriously, do you think that’s a good idea?”

“Hey!” - House said, getting closer to them now – “I heard THAT! I’m hurt” – He did an exaggerated hurt face.

“Well, you were supposed to!! If you only could behave in public like a normal guy, I wouldn’t mind at all!” She barked back.

Oh my – thought Wilson – here it comes.

“Well, oh almighty Dean of Medicine, I can behave as normal as you can!”

“Oh really? That’s something new! “

“Wanna bet?”

Cuddy rolled her eyes, and sat back on her chair, ignoring him.

House turned his back to her and looked to Wilson, a serious look on his face

“Wilson, I bet 200 hundred bucks as I can be the most charming man on your double date”

Wilson looked back at him.

“You’re on.”

Cuddy sighed.

Idiot – She thought, shaking her head.
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Just dropping by to share my opinion, which I haven't done in a loooooooooooooooooooooooong time.

There are two possibilities when it comes to this season ending.

If it is the last season of House, I can see it ending with Cuddy dying and House having to raise Rachel on his own.
The second option, season 7 not being the final season, would be something happening in the procedure and/or House lying to Cuddy big time, screwing their relationship completely.

The problem is,
I could also see Cuddy dying and show not ending.
House has been happy for far too long when it comes to this show.
And the wedding,...
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"I'm Here"
    Even though I’m in the midst of writing a multi-chapter fic, this one shot kind of came to me out of nowhere. It’s my take on what happened directly after “Help Me.” Enjoy!
    
House and Cuddy had been in House’s bathroom for only a couple minutes (to them time had stopped) when Cuddy started to yawn. House pulled away from her lips, and Cuddy looked up at him, somewhat sheepishly.
    “I guess…I’m kind of tired.” Cuddy yawned widely again and, as if on cue, House yawned widely as well. Cuddy giggled...
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How could I possibly NOT write a one shot after that *____*

Wilson stood in front of House's apartment door trying to recompose before he knocked on them.
He'd gotten a call for Foreman, some odd 2 hours before. The call had alarmed Wilson. Foreman had said that House was in the worst shape possible and not only was he physically hurt, he was mentally unstable as well.
Wilson was so afraid that House would most certainly do something really stupid... like taking Vicodin... or pushing a knife into a socket.
He just hoped it was neither, took a deep breath and knocked on the door he'd been standing...
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So this is a sequel to “Stacy’s Return.” If you haven’t read “Stacy’s Return” I highly suggest it because you may be a little lost, but you should still be able to follow this if you haven’t. Stacy’s Return was written in between the airings of Braveheart and Known Unknowns so everything taking place after Braveheart does not exist in this alternate House world (lol).
I also want to clear up a numerical error I made in the last chapter of Stacy’s Return: October/October. It says 15 months later but it should have said 17 months. Rachel should be 2 years and 10 months older...
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posted by maverickangel35
Here is my submission to the Season 7 Huddy Challenge, in which we proclaim to the world how we think the first Huddy scene of the new season should go!

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    “You rang?” House pushed Cuddy’s office door open, then realized that Wilson was sitting in one of the chairs in front of her desk. House quirked an eyebrow at his boss. “How can I help you?”
    “Got a case.” Cuddy got out of her chair and came around her desk, reaching for a file sitting on the corner of her outbox. “Wilson just brought it in.”
    “23-year-old,”...
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Latley, there has been alot of debate about Huddy and Luddy here on the Huddy spot.

I used to visit this spot more than any other spot on fanpop. I loved writing fics, making images, and squee-ing about Huddy with others who were as obsessed with Huddy as I was.

I still love doing thses things. The only thing that changed when Luddy was introduced was the Huddy spot itself.

When I come here, I feel like I'm diving into a shark tank.

We have people literally *attacking* individual users who aren't even THERE to begin with for doing nothing but not liking Huddy. Huddies on the Luddy spot making...
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This chapter, is based on the movie Vitus, which is not mine, and I also included some things that have to do with Hugh L., who did not belong to me. As I said before, this is just fiction.

As they been agreed, Wilson was in front of House's house, stepped out of his car, walked to the door and rang the bell.
"Who is it? "Said House by the interphone.
"I'm Wilson, expecting someone else?"
"Ah, dear Jimmy! Wait, now I open! "After a rare sound from the door, Wilson entered the house and all he did was open his mouth.
"I'm here in the kitchen!" Yelled House, to his friend can located him. Within...
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Hours later Cuddy driving home. She couldn't stop thinking about the words and attitude of House. That last call had left her completely baffled, what he meant when he told House that she was noone to give him orders? Who the hell he thought he was to talk her that way, what kind of conversation he and Wilson had last night? . Cuddy was angry. She go home to find her boyfriend and her daughter sitting on the couch playing with the big duck that Wilson had given Rachel.
"Hey! Look who just arrived! - "Lucas said when he saw Cuddy walking to his daughter - how was your day? - He said as he greeted...
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posted by livethislifeup
"Fifty two weeks out of the year, you're never sick. Three-hundred sixty-five days, and you choose the one where we all have a good chance of dying to be dying even more. Very nice." They just lied together in a corner of the morgue, Cuddy lying nearly flat on the icy linoleum floor with House practically arching over her.
"I don't recall your sarcasm being a treatment to any known disease so far. I'm pretty sure whatever I have doesn't need it either."
"Just shut up." House glared at her as he ran his stethoscope up and down her back, and along her chest. As he did so, she tilted her head at...
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