Huddy

Huddy Adventure #2

Summer Solstice

Wilson: So what are your plans for tonight? (Wilson picked up a bagel from the counter, whilst House looked at the selection of food with a look of disgust on his face.)

House: I don’t have any. Drinking will play a major part though.

Wilson: (Wilson gave House a typical look of discontent before they sat down at a table.) I was thinking about inviting you over for a little game of poker.

House: (House looked inquisitively at Wilson, as he was taking a bite of his bagel.) Why?

Wilson: Well, I like poker. You like poker. It seemed a logical reason to invite you....

House and Cuddy have been dating for about a month now and they wanted to celebrate there month anniversary. And as they waited for their food none of them said anything and the silence was broken by the waiter.

“Grilled Steak with Béarnaise Sauce and French fries.” The waiter said, startling them a little.

“Gee! What are you a zombie?” House paused, putting a hand to his heart, “I almost had a heart attack for Pete’s sake!”

The waiter said nothing and kept his stern, composed face to the task of serving them as properly as one could in this situation. He put down their plates...

It was late afternoon, and outside it was still raining; however the sight of a rainbow through the window made Lisa smile.

Lisa: I’ve gotta go guys. Otherwise I’ll be late for my last class.

Vanessa: Why are you taking Endocrinology again? It’s not as if you need to.

Lisa: I just…want to see if I could do better.

Lisa stood up from the sheltered benches, and picked up her small tote before walking to class. Smiling, she looked up into the rain clouds before she stopped under the shelter of the entrance to the building. Pinning her hair back, she then opened the door to the lecture room;...

I am soooo excited about the episode it's unreal, and (aside from plenty of Huddy smut ideas) this would leave me alone, so thought I'd put it on here. Not exactly Huddy, but kind of...I think.

"No, I want to hear about the sad hero again." a 3 year old Rachel Cuddy whined to her mum as they lay on her bed. 'She loves that story.' she thought, remembering back to when she made up taht story after a particularly tricky day at the hospital. She took a deep breath and exhaled, removing those thoughts from her head with the air from her lungs she began her tale:

"Once upon a time, in Princetonia...

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Wilson: Do you have someone in there with you?

(Cuddy froze, trying not to make a sound. She was stuck hiding by the door, House obviously enjoyed this but Cuddy looked anxious and annoyed.)

House: No-one. When did you get all jealous?

(Wilson gave House a look before taking his foot out of the way of the door and House closed it.)

Cuddy: That was, annoying.

(House and Cuddy looked at each other intently before they kissed passionately, Cuddy’s back hit the mirror behind her and broke it but they didn’t care.)

House: That’s seven years bad luck.

(Cuddy and House stood there, their eyes connected...

Days had passed since House last talked to Lisa. Then days turned into weeks. Weeks then turned into months. Months turned into years. They finally had spoken to eachother 3 years later. He was walking with a new girl, she had short black hair, she was pretty as a picture. The girl wasnt from John Hopkins, she was at a law school near to John Hopkins. Once a week she would come visit House. While they were walking side by side, Lisa was holding hands with William Perterson when she happened to walk by House.
Lisa smiled at House, and House returned the same smile. All of them stopped.
Lisa-"Hi...

STOP!! *House screamed* If you throw her over the bridge with her hands and feet tied she won't be able to move....you really want to make her suffer?

*Mark looked at House and said* What ever hurts you House. Like I said if you would have just stayed away from Stacy and went out with Lisa in the first place this nnneeeevvvveeerrr would have happend.

*The men got closer to the side of the bridge House limped over trying to stop them. Cuddy was trying to scream but with the tape over her mouth you couldn't hear anything. She tried to move but with her hand and feet tied up she was defenceless.*...

Inspired by the lovely song:
"If I could see you" by Yiruma.
I thank ´CathCuddy for giving the link to me <3.

I hope they're any good.
My creative mood got me again.
Please R & R
(Constructive!) Critism is always welcome.

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Past and present

If I could see you again
through the same eyes as back then
when we weren't aware of what would come
of what we had to go through
of what we had to suffer
It would make things a lot easier.

But it's impossible
Present is the only thing which remains for me
And that certain melancholy and longing
called nostalgia
But...