Chapter one

Stepping out the cozy cocoon of her warm Lexus, Lisa Cuddy unfurled her umbrella against icy blowing rain of the early December morning. Shivering against the cold, she shrunk into her coat and cursed under her breath as the biting rain stung the skin of her legs that protruded from under her knee length skirt. Look up into the hazy gray sky she couldn’t help but think how the morning weather was a perfect refection of her current mood. Gloomy as the sky above, the frigid rain seemed to serve as punctuation to her sullen attitude. In all honestly, all she really wanted to do was...

I completely forgot about this fanfic.*facepalm*
But I decided to post the first chapter her :)

Enjoy!

It was a cold wintery day.The snow was falling slowly to the ground.The sun hasn't come up yet.The wind was blowing the snowflakes around.Lisa Cuddy awoke from her deep sleep.She reached for her lamp.The light came on and was bright.Lisa held her hand infront of her face.She got up and put on her olive green robe.She turned around and walked toward her bathroom.As she walked toward the bathroom and stopped in the hallway.A shower could be heard."Who the hell is in my bathroom?" Lisa said in a...

Chapter 3

Thirteen sighed and hung up the phone. Her daughter had a fever of a hundred. It wasn’t like Bo couldn’t take care of herself home alone, but the school wouldn’t let her leave unless Thirteen was there to pick her up, which meant she had to ask House if she could leave.
    
Thirteen entered the office and approached the desk, where House was playing with his red and grey ball and his cane.
    
“I need to go somewhere,” Thirteen said. “I’ll be back in a half an hour.” House didn’t look up. Thirteen took it as a yes and turned...

Here's the last part of my fanfic.
Inspiration hit me all of sudden.
I hope you enjoy reading this.

Wilson was on the phone.The humming of the ringing was passing the 1 minute mark."Come on.Pick up the damn phone."Wilson said in a rushing tone.Cuddy and House were soundly asleep in the hotel bed.House awoke from the phone ringing.House was cuddling up to Cuddy.He reached over Cuddy and picked up the phone."Hi we're not here at the momen..."House began in a tired tone.Wilson rolled his eyes and said,"House,it's me Wilson."House smirked."I know."House said getting up from the bed.Cuddy adjusted...

Here is the chapter 2 :D Sorry for the mistakes :((

With a grin on his face, House entered the diagnostics room. Three pairs of eyes were staring at him a little confused.
He noticed a little angrily that they weren’t talking about the cases but seemed to have had a good time instead. Foreman was calmly eating his cereal, while Chase was standing next to the coffee maschine, and Cameron seemed to be lost in thoughts.
House cleared his throat and pointed at the charts. „Didn’t I tell you to start discussing them? The patients don’t diagnose themselves.“
Cameron looked at him bewildered....

Okay so I’ve gotten multiple death threats telling me if I didn’t continue that I would have serious bodily harm done to me. =) So I’ve decided to continue. I don't really like this chapter but this is what I came up with during school. Anyways Here we go

    After getting herself composed and under control Lisa Cuddy lifted herself off her hard, cold, wooden floor. She slowly padded her way into her kitchen looking for that bottle of Pinot noir that her sister gave to her for New Years. She needed to relax and the only thing she could think of was to drink wine. She...

Everyone's recently wonderful posts for the drabble game inspired me to write some more and so I blame all of you for what you are about to read. I also blame my music selection, some of the stories are rather "interesting" due to shuffle on my iPod........

Everybody Dance Now(remix)
Jock Jams- LONG SONG(didn't realize until I wrote it)

Wilson poked his head outside of his office, narrowing his eyes making sure no soul was in sight or a cane either. After deeming it safe, he retreated into his office and made his way quickly over the side of the desk where an iPod speaker lay ready and waiting...

Chapter 12: It’s all that we need in our lives

“They said they’d be done with my car tomorrow,” Thirteen said.
    
“It’s no problem. I don’t mind driving you,” Kutner said. “Do you nee—want me to pick it up?”
    
Kutner had had to cut himself off from saying ‘need.’ If there was one thing he’d learned about Thirteen, it was that she didn’t like to feel dependant on someone else.
    
“I hate having to ask you all the time,” Thirteen said.
    
In a way, she was being more honest than...

Hi, sorry about the wait. Thanks to those of you who had the patients to put up with it


Chapter 9: Nothing is real ‘til it’s gone

They were out for one of their casual lunch dates. Casual because neither of them liked to dress up and both of them practically lived off fast food and things that could be made in the microwave. Plus they only had an hour to eat before they had to be back at the hospital.
    
They were eating hamburgers and fries on a sticky table when Thirteen spoke up.
    
“I don’t really feel like we’re…you know,” she said.
    ...

She lied there. Unconscious and bruised, her face was so torn up no one could really recognize her, no one but him.
He stood there over her bed after everyone else had gone. He stayed and watched her with concern. If only he had answered her calls. She might have still been alive. Why did he have to ignore her so much? Why did he even bother to come? Seeing her so torn up was killing him. He couldn’t help but hate himself. He didn’t want to admit it, but he hated himself.
--
3 weeks ago

“I thought I told you to show up in my office an hour ago!!” Cuddy yelled as she approached him in...

Chapter 4: Hiding myself in your eyes

“I can’t believe they all found out,” Thirteen moaned, putting her face in her hands.
    
“I can,” Kutner said starting the MRI. “’Let me know what I need to bring.’ You’re getting your car fixed. You don’t need to bring anything.”
    
“What have I done?” Thirteen asked herself.
    
“It’s okay that they know, as long as they don’t tell House,” Kutner said.
    
“Why are they any better that House?” Thirteen asked.
    
“Foreman...

First attempt at something this medically orientated... bear with me guys, I'm trying. House is sick again: he hides it. Wilson grows characteristically concerned... as Cuddy does uncharacteristically. What happens? How do they deal with it? What becomes of House?

Read, find out, enjoy!

Never Better (Chapter 1)

Bad days were always the same: House woke up in pain, sighed, lied panting in his own pool of sweat as he watched the spasms travel through his thigh. He measured his willingness to go in that day by the severity of the pain, the chance that Cuddy would find him something particularly...

‘Morning...’ Says House the next day.
‘Hi… how are you?’
‘Fine... and you? You fell more peaceful this morning?’
‘Ha-ha... yes, thank you.’
‘Good...’ He chuckles and they sit up.
‘Are you hungry? We have some cake left...’ Lisa says.
‘Will the cake change your mood?’
‘It will change my hunger.’

They go to the kitchen in silence and have breakfast. His leg is starting to hurt and House rubs his thigh with his hand but he doesn't say anything. Cuddy notices it and asks worried. ‘Are you okay?’
‘Yeah... fine...’ House answers smiling at her. MEEEEEC!!! Lie
‘You...

Author's Notes: I've been staring at the same sentence for four hours now and it's laughing at me... I must get some ideas out of my head before I go insane! I was talking with DHF and she wanted more bromance: sounds like me. Here you go!

1. Stargazing & pain.

House was watching the blackened night sky through the blinds in Wilson's office... the stars blurred together to a moonlit stain every time his muscles acted up: He would, though uttering a soft whine, giggle lamely and trace dot to dot patterns with a shaking finger... it was all he could do to keep himself from yelling, from throwing...

At five am, exactly on the dot, the phone rang.

House glared at it indignantly. He had spent most of the night in a fitful sleep, and he was just getting drowsy enough…just ready enough…so that the bourbon in his system doing its trick could lull him off to dreamland.

And then, the phone rang, screaming at him insistantly to answer it.

He fumbled for the flip phone, nearly dropping it in his hurry to silence the shrieking.

“Whoever this is you’re an idiot!” he snapped into the receiver, not caring in the least bit who it was that had decided to keep him up at such an ungodly hour....

We are now officially into the second half of this fic. Second half is from Thirteen's point of veiw, rather than Kutner's


Part 2

Chapter 9: And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t coming

Thirteen pulled in the parking lot early that morning.
    
She could have shot Kutner. She was sleeping well until his call had woken her up. After that she couldn’t get back to sleep.
    
She knew it wasn’t entirely his fault. House had told them to go home and look at the file and not sleep until they had the diagnosis, and House had been a lot more irritable...

Title: Confrontation
Pairing: Thirteen/Cameron, Cameron/Chase
Summary: Cameron was having the perfect love with Chase, but one night she reveals her feeling to her best friend, she said love u. What would happen after this night, when Thirteen discovers that Cameron didn’t tell her that she was with Chase before they slept together and revealing heRfeelings.

P.s; The thought is in ". English is not my first language, my story was beta. If u sees any mistake u can tell me. Thanks and be nice.


CHAPTER 1

Thirteen was sitting at the bar, drinking Tequila, she has a bad day because she lost a patient....