Huddy - 6x22 - Help Me

SPOILERS FOR 6x07. Haven't caught the link? link However, if you're expecting a happy one shot, I suggest you change the page.
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"Why, hello Juan Francisco de la bodega y Quadra. Had no idea you were sailing in from Lima." Wilson stated sarcastically. House had just walked in the lobby, catching Wilson in a heartbeat. With side burns going down his cheek, a ridiculous amount of mousse twirled in his hair, and the "Miami Vice" wear.
"You're the one to talk," House retorted.
"I actually fit the attire. They sinabi 80's. Not the 1700's."...

It had been two, nearly three months since Anthony came along. Their relationship was still growing--for the time being at least.
House was still jealous. He kept his eye on her every now and again. Making sure nothing would happen. But eventually something did happen.
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It was pouring rain outside. Cuddy was rushing to her car to leave, looking through her pitaka for her keys. She was shaking her pitaka all over the place once she had reached her car. But she couldn't find them. So she looked in the car and saw that she had left it on the dashboard. She heaved a great sigh.
She slide down the...

Cuddy walked into her office ready to start the morning. She set her stuff down and sat at her desk. She rumaged around for some papers and stumbled over a red box with a bow on it. She thaught it was weird seeing as she usually doesn’t get anything for Easter. She untied the bow and carefully opened the box. In it lay a little card that she would read at the end. She lifted the card up and set it aside so she could look at the present. There lay a little pair of red edible underwear under the gift balutin paper. She was serious at first and tried to be mad but then she smiled. She picked up...

Some poems sa pamamagitan ng one of my paborito poets, Erich Fried.
Some of them are so Huddy, you will see ^^.
I hope you like them.
Some of them I had to translate myself.
Here's a little selection.
Enjoy

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Compensation

To be able to breathe out
ones unhappiness

to breathe out deeply
so that one can
breathe in again

And perhaps being able to speak out
ones unhappiness
in words
in real words
which are connected together [coherent]
and make sense
and which oneself
still can understand
and which perhaps even
somebody else understands
or could understand

And to be able to cry

This again...

House was sitting in his office, the lights turned off, except for the lamp on his desk. His eyes caught up in the dust particles that filled its spotlight. He had seen Wilson try and fail to recruit a whole hall of Doctors to sumali him on his experimental quest, which they would all expect House to be the leader of, but not Wilson. After witnessing this, House felt a sense of relief that Wilson only slipped down a hill, and not fall disastrously down it.

Then something changed, he had seen Lucas again. At first he didn’t know where to put the puzzle piece, until another one joined up with...

Ok, you guys must be pissed at how long it has taken for me to get this fic updated...but never fear...i will be back...i have made a promise to myself (and now you) that i will continue this fic until it comes to an end...so yea...i hope you guys forgive me, especially those who kept pagbaba and have been waiting for more...here you go guys...
PART 28!!! (finally)
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About a buwan after the loss of the baby

About a buwan had passed since Cuddy's fall and she had returned to work as soon as she had completed her kama rest. House had vowed never to argue with her again, and...

( Continuation of The kiss, The explination, and the middle of the night.)I dont own anything and the tagahanga art is not mine.
Tell me what you think. :)
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Chapter 3
The susunod Day

“ House?? Why arent you at work yet?? Call me back as soon as you get this.” I asked on his answering machine because it was 11:30 am and House still hadn’t showed up yet.
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“Where is House?” I asked Wilson.
“I don’t know. Why are you asking me?”
“Because I know you know. What does he have a girl friend? Or did he get hurt?” I asked kind...

House took poured a glass of whisky, before he sat down on his sofa. Cuddy took her dyaket and shoes off, before she sat down susunod to him.

Cuddy: Have you packed yet?

House: Wilson offered.

Cuddy: I can…help you pack.

House nodded in agreement, and smiled as she stood up and turned around to walk towards his bedroom.

Cuddy: I think you’d just need a few things at first.

House followed her, she sat on his kama as he stood there; glass of whisky in hand.

Cuddy: On segundo thought, you’re not the most co-operative of people, you may be there longer.

House: Here.

House handed her a weekend bag.

House:...

House found himself on the roof of the hospital when the dawn broke. He was in his gown, sitting on the very ledge. He was puffing on one of his cigars as the sun rose. It was so peaceful here. And he was feeling so serene. Until Wilson popped in.
"Mind if I take a drag?" He asked sarcastically. He was in the doorway, holding it halfway open. He stood there for about seven segundos before actually coming near him.
"Her mothers?"
"Cameron?"
"Cuddy."
"You showed her the ring?"
"Because you refused to."
"Damn it."
He took a long drag, causing a good amount of ashes to fall. They blew away when the morning...