this should be a faster update like i sinabi I would…i don’t know if you liked the little ‘twist’ I put to the story…I couldn’t decide how id do a scene where they came in and scared the shit out of Wilson so I kinda had to change it…I still don’t actually know where im going with this fic…its kinda weird so its all drabble that comes into my head…
ive had a shit week, so excuse the spelling mistakes and the grammar…lol…sorry for posting such short chappies too… :(
anyways…please read and review…also those on fanpop rate… (duh) lol
xxx
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huddyaimee
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The light was faint as it shone down through the thick mass of leaves over head. He looked over at the basket lying about a meter form him and heard Rachel’s coos. Peering into the basket, he saw Rachel wrapped up, tightly in blankets – only allowing for movement of her arms and head. He stared at the baby for a few moments before hearing Cuddy rise from her sleep.
‘It’s going to happen soon,’ he thought. Her response was to nod her head.
Rachel’s cooing became louder when she saw the cat like face of her mother appeared overhead; her arm movements soon became vigorous attempts at grabbing Cuddy’s muzzle. Cuddy pulled away in an instant as pain began tearing at her, likewise with House.
Within minutos the two had returned to their normal state and Cuddy quickly raced to her daughter to finally hold her after the long night, She wasn’t the slightest bit concerned about her naked form. Cuddy pulled Rachel close to her – it felt awkward for a moment, but she soon grew accustomed to the feel.
House sat there, staring at her, kneeling on the damp ground holding her child. He smiled and got up – upon approaching her, he wrapped himself around her from behind.
“Hey,” he whispered in her ear.
“Hey,” she whispered back.
“I’ve missed you,” he sinabi again, planting a halik on the tuktok of her head; inhaling her scent all at the same time.
“I wonder what’s happening at home,” she stated, trying to mask her thoughts.
“Your hospital will be full of patients, which in turn means you’ll be making lots of money,”
“I hope so – the vibrations last night – was it a big one?”
“Yes,”
“Then my hospital will be in ruins,”
“Don’t talk like that,”
Cuddy let out a long sigh before placing Rachel back in the basket. “What do we do now?”
“We wait for night fall, and then we return,”
“—Return where!? A destroyed town!?”
“We don’t know that yet,”
“I DO!”
“How?”
Cuddy looked down in shame – she should’ve just kept her mouth shut. She tried to divert her thoughts as someone else’s flooded her mind.
“WILSON!?” House yelled, “You’ve –“ but he was rendered speechless.
“It’s not what you think,” she defended.
“Then what is it!? I’ve only got a hundred or so years left to live, because…because…YOU’VE BONDED WITH WILSON!?”
“Explain to me, then, how I’m still bonded with you,” Cuddy asked, anger evident in her tone.
House stopped for a minuto – genuinely stumped. “I don’t know,”
“Has it happened to you before, HUH?”
House gulped and looked down and away, “Yes,”
Cuddy looked at him, wanting madami of an explanation.
“Stacey was an ‘other’,”
Cuddy cooled down a bit, she had no right to be angry at him, but he had every right to be angry at her. But he wasn’t.
“How come she wasn’t changed? I’d seen her at night plenty of times,”
“Because only the person’s true ‘other’ can be changed. Obviously that was you,”
“You know I’d never leave you for Wilson, right?” she said, with a weak smile.
“We’ll soon see; if it is a strong bond, you will find it most difficult to stay away. If it is a weak bond, you will find it easy to break off.”
Cuddy mulled it over before a thought dawned on her. “How come I didn’t change after our night at college?”
House smiled. “I was smart -- protection.”
Cuddy couldn’t help but giggle. She looked up at him, staring deep into his eyes. ‘I pag-ibig you, Greg,’ she thought.
“I pag-ibig you too,” he sinabi out to her, after hearing her thoughts.
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huddyaimee
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Cuddy had removed all the blankets from the basket and found what she was after. Out of the three items she was holding, she threw one at House and proceeded to put her ones on.
“You stashed underwear at the bottom of the basket?” House asked in disbelief.
“Yep,” she sinabi after clasping her bra.
“You also brought five baby blankets?”
“Yes,”
“You truly are a wonder woman,”
She laid one of the baby blankets on a pile of leaves that she and House had collected so Rachel could roll around outside of the basket.
“I want to know something,” she said.
“Ask me anything,”
“How did you become a panther?”
“Well about 400 years ago, my mother and father did the dirty. My father being a panter already, impregnated my mother – who soon turned into one herself – and then she had me,”
“And that’s it?”
“Yep. It wasn’t until my early teens before I started changing at night, and as I got older, the changes soon became madami frequent and now they happen every night,”
“Thanks,” she said, diverting her attention to Rachel.
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huddyaimee
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I hope you guys liked…the susunod one shouldn’t be too far away…review and rate…
xxx
ive had a shit week, so excuse the spelling mistakes and the grammar…lol…sorry for posting such short chappies too… :(
anyways…please read and review…also those on fanpop rate… (duh) lol
xxx
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huddyaimee
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The light was faint as it shone down through the thick mass of leaves over head. He looked over at the basket lying about a meter form him and heard Rachel’s coos. Peering into the basket, he saw Rachel wrapped up, tightly in blankets – only allowing for movement of her arms and head. He stared at the baby for a few moments before hearing Cuddy rise from her sleep.
‘It’s going to happen soon,’ he thought. Her response was to nod her head.
Rachel’s cooing became louder when she saw the cat like face of her mother appeared overhead; her arm movements soon became vigorous attempts at grabbing Cuddy’s muzzle. Cuddy pulled away in an instant as pain began tearing at her, likewise with House.
Within minutos the two had returned to their normal state and Cuddy quickly raced to her daughter to finally hold her after the long night, She wasn’t the slightest bit concerned about her naked form. Cuddy pulled Rachel close to her – it felt awkward for a moment, but she soon grew accustomed to the feel.
House sat there, staring at her, kneeling on the damp ground holding her child. He smiled and got up – upon approaching her, he wrapped himself around her from behind.
“Hey,” he whispered in her ear.
“Hey,” she whispered back.
“I’ve missed you,” he sinabi again, planting a halik on the tuktok of her head; inhaling her scent all at the same time.
“I wonder what’s happening at home,” she stated, trying to mask her thoughts.
“Your hospital will be full of patients, which in turn means you’ll be making lots of money,”
“I hope so – the vibrations last night – was it a big one?”
“Yes,”
“Then my hospital will be in ruins,”
“Don’t talk like that,”
Cuddy let out a long sigh before placing Rachel back in the basket. “What do we do now?”
“We wait for night fall, and then we return,”
“—Return where!? A destroyed town!?”
“We don’t know that yet,”
“I DO!”
“How?”
Cuddy looked down in shame – she should’ve just kept her mouth shut. She tried to divert her thoughts as someone else’s flooded her mind.
“WILSON!?” House yelled, “You’ve –“ but he was rendered speechless.
“It’s not what you think,” she defended.
“Then what is it!? I’ve only got a hundred or so years left to live, because…because…YOU’VE BONDED WITH WILSON!?”
“Explain to me, then, how I’m still bonded with you,” Cuddy asked, anger evident in her tone.
House stopped for a minuto – genuinely stumped. “I don’t know,”
“Has it happened to you before, HUH?”
House gulped and looked down and away, “Yes,”
Cuddy looked at him, wanting madami of an explanation.
“Stacey was an ‘other’,”
Cuddy cooled down a bit, she had no right to be angry at him, but he had every right to be angry at her. But he wasn’t.
“How come she wasn’t changed? I’d seen her at night plenty of times,”
“Because only the person’s true ‘other’ can be changed. Obviously that was you,”
“You know I’d never leave you for Wilson, right?” she said, with a weak smile.
“We’ll soon see; if it is a strong bond, you will find it most difficult to stay away. If it is a weak bond, you will find it easy to break off.”
Cuddy mulled it over before a thought dawned on her. “How come I didn’t change after our night at college?”
House smiled. “I was smart -- protection.”
Cuddy couldn’t help but giggle. She looked up at him, staring deep into his eyes. ‘I pag-ibig you, Greg,’ she thought.
“I pag-ibig you too,” he sinabi out to her, after hearing her thoughts.
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huddyaimee
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Cuddy had removed all the blankets from the basket and found what she was after. Out of the three items she was holding, she threw one at House and proceeded to put her ones on.
“You stashed underwear at the bottom of the basket?” House asked in disbelief.
“Yep,” she sinabi after clasping her bra.
“You also brought five baby blankets?”
“Yes,”
“You truly are a wonder woman,”
She laid one of the baby blankets on a pile of leaves that she and House had collected so Rachel could roll around outside of the basket.
“I want to know something,” she said.
“Ask me anything,”
“How did you become a panther?”
“Well about 400 years ago, my mother and father did the dirty. My father being a panter already, impregnated my mother – who soon turned into one herself – and then she had me,”
“And that’s it?”
“Yep. It wasn’t until my early teens before I started changing at night, and as I got older, the changes soon became madami frequent and now they happen every night,”
“Thanks,” she said, diverting her attention to Rachel.
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huddyaimee
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I hope you guys liked…the susunod one shouldn’t be too far away…review and rate…
xxx
When does pag-ibig become something we need, rather than something we want? pag-ibig was seen as something special a long time ago. Now pag-ibig is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. pag-ibig is common currency when you are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older you get. Do we not care about the substance of what pag-ibig was and not what it has been made into today sa pamamagitan ng commercialisation from American pelikula and telebisyon commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience pag-ibig for real, can we comment and judge others who are in Love. pag-ibig means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of pag-ibig is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? pag-ibig is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.