Mine Again

This is my first fanfiction that I have published. Please tell me what you think! And, don't care if those sentences aren't all right, I'm Finnish so... Thanks for reading!:)





Lisa Cuddy was sitting in her office alone. Nobody had interrupted her once after House left to Mayfield. Nobody was there questioning her wardrobe, joking about her cleavage or suggesting any crazy treatments. She should be happy, but she wasn't. It really was harder to work without anybody - especially him - interrupting her. She enjoyed it. She loved being around him. She shouldn't. She should pag-ibig being far away from...

Alright, it’s taken me this long to process the finale and I’m probably still not done but here are some points I’d like to make:

Firstly, a lot of people (including myself) have sinabi they felt angry, confused, hurt and betrayed sa pamamagitan ng the events at the end of the episode. But I’m sure House felt the exact same way. He wants Huddy as much as the fans (maybe even madami so) and to realize it was just a hallucination broke him.

He wanted it so bad that he thought Cuddy and him should ilipat in together. (BTW, this does mean that Cuddy has an inkling of House’s feelings for her).
In House-speak,...

"Here, drink this." Cuddy sinabi as she handed House a cup of hot tea.
He sat up on the kama and slowly brought the cup to his mouth. Cuddy watched him make a slightly disgusted face as he swallowed a bit of the liquid.
"I'm out of coffee." She replied to his unasked question.
"It's fine."
She placed a hand against his forehead to check his temperature.
"You've cooled down."
House propped up a unan and lay his back against it.
"I shouldn't be in your bed, Cuddy."
"Your leg can't handle a night on the couch."
"Hey,I slept on the floor of a jail cell one night. I think I can handle your couch..."...

Wilson: Late night?

Cuddy: You could say that.

Wilson: What happened?

(Cuddy paused for a moment.)

Cuddy: Nothing.

(Cuddy walked past him and into the clinic, while Wilson pondered for a moment before retiring back to his office.)

--

It wasn’t until 2pm when House finally entered his office, throwing his amerikana on his chair before collapsing on his ottoman.

Foreman spotted him from the Team’s office, and barged in on him.

Foreman: What the hell’s wrong with you? We got a woman dying and you want to sleep?

House: Bad night.

(House tried to sleep, while Foreman took charge, leaving with the team.)...