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posted by huddy_aimee
hey, this is a oneshot, I wont explain to toi what its about because I want it to be a surprise…hoping for lots and lots of reviews!!! anyway, short authors note, and I will be updating my other fics soon…
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-The Last Page-
    An office was all she had to montrer for her life’s achievements. It had her history recorded in it since she had finished up at university. Her name was plastered across the door, but that didn’t mean the office would be hers forever. She could be fired, she could retire ou she could just drop from the face of the earth in the blink of an eye. If this was all she had accomplished, she knew she wouldn’t be remembered; there would be nothing left.
    As she sat in this big office, she ran her hands along the bureau on of her employees had pulled out of storage for her. She smiled weakly as the tears began to fall. She looked out her office door and into the clinic; her eyes brushing past the ‘Dr. Lisa Cuddy’ on her door. She looked back down when her eyes locked on that employee who got her desk. Her eyes fell to the folder, spread out over the desk. He tears fell harder.
    Opening the haut, retour au début right hand drawer, she sifted through her papers before coming to the small, black and white picture of two people. She smiled again, still teary eyed, and closed her drawer; photo in hand. Gently caressing it, she began muttering something to herself before she couldn’t hold back her tears and they just fell. She flipped the photo over, looking at the two signatures, the rendez-vous amoureux, date and the words written on it.
    She couldn’t take it; putting her head onto her desk, she wrapped her arms around her stomach. For years she had kept her feelings at bay, not letting anything slip; not she regretted it her actions. Her body began shaking as her sobs became audible. A knocking at the window caused Cuddy to sniff, wipe her nose on the back of her hand and look up.
     She saw his face pressed up against the glass pane of the door. She didn’t want to deal with this right now. Standing from behind her desk, she put the folder away and picked up her veste off the manteau rack, pushing the door open as her went.
    He stood back, looking genuinely confused. Before she could go any further, something wrapped around her wrist.
“Not now, House,” she a dit quietly, avoiding his gaze.
    He didn’t let go and wasn’t intending on, either. Leading the way back into her office, he pleaded with her to talk. She was stubborn. She sat, but didn’t talk. House sat suivant to her as she started to cry again. He wasn’t in the mood for his sarcastic remarks ou cynical comments; he just wanted to find out why Cuddy was so distraught. His cœur, coeur overpowered his brain and he reached over her and pulled her closer to him.
“What’s wrong, Lisa?” he spoke. Using her first name was his way of letting her know he was there to help.
    She didn’t respond she just leaned into his chest; the occasional sound of sniffles and deep breaths breaking the silence that enveloped them.
    Cuddy had calmed down slightly and she pulled back from him, looking deep into his eyes. She saw no mock ou game in that blue ocean, only sadness, sympathy and love. She hugged up to his chest once more, this time inhaling his scent; she knew all to well she wouldn’t have very much time left to savour it. House pressed a Kiss to the haut, retour au début of her head, waiting for the silence to begin again.
    Then, out of no where, Cuddy mumbled, “I’m dying,”
    It had taken some time to process what Cuddy had said. ‘I’m dying,’ kept circling his mind; the barriers surrounding his thoughts instantly shot up. He didn’t want to believe it.
“Let’s get toi home,” he whispered. She was still snuggled into him, but slowly allowed herself to peel from the warmth.
    As they walked out into the clinic, Cuddy wrapped her arms around House’s stomach and buried her face into his shoulder. As they continued, people stopped and stared as their Dean of Medicine was lead out par the misanthropic diagnostician. He tried not to pay attention to them as his arm wrapped around her shoulders and his thumb began rubbing circles on the haut, retour au début of her arm.
    When out in the car park, House convinced Cuddy that she was in no state to drive; so he took her home. The drive was quiet as Cuddy stared out the window trying to imprint every last detail into her mind; she had a new found respect for the things she lived with every day.
“So what is it?” he asked gently.
Cuddy sighed. “Lung cancer,” she spoke, quietly.
House’s cœur, coeur fell.
“It’s metastasised to both lungs,” she continued; her voice starting to break. “We caught it too late. It’s predicted I only have two months – if that,”
House cringed at the pain his body was feeling. His cœur, coeur had plummeted through the earths crust and was being burnt in the hot core.
“I’m sorry,” he said, fighting the urge to do something stupid.
“It’s okay; I should’ve told toi earlier. I pleaded with Wilson not to tell you. I was being irrational,”
House shook his head, making a right turn. “You did what toi thought was best –“
Cuddy interrupted him. “- but it was wrong. I shouldn’t have done it,”
    She began sobbing again as House pulled into her driveway. House flicked off the ignition and got out, opening Cuddy’s door on the way around.
“Thankyou,” she whispered.
    House pulled her chin up, she saw the l’amour and pain he felt flash through his eyes. He pressed his lips to hers gently before pulling away and limping to the front door. He wasn’t leaving anytime soon.
*** huddyaimee ***
    The weeks went par fast and eventually the cancer became too much for her to handle on her own; she passed out after getting up one morning. She was admitted to her own hospital and was donné a private room on the oncology ward. She had specifically requested no medication when she was diagnosed with cancer; she just wanted to let the cancer run its course. She didn’t want to prolong her suffering and the side effects of hair-loss, tiredness and a weak immune system didn’t tickle her fancy. House was good to her; he never left her side. He cared deeply about her and she did too.
    Cuddy had sat up late one night, staring at House as he slept suivant to her in the chair provided. She smiled. Reaching into the bedside drawers, she pulled out a little black journal and a pen. She had recorded everything in that book.
    Funny; as she opened the book, she found that she was on the last page. She smiled again. Maybe this was a way of knowing that it was her last; the last page in her life. Picking up the pen she began to write; becoming weaker as she went.
    17/05/2010, 0318am
Here I am on my last page; it must be telling me that my time’s almost up. House is still suivant to me and I am grateful. I know now that he does care about me as I care about him. I hope that there is an afterlife; maybe he could find me when he passes on and we can truly be together. I can feel myself getting weaker, now; but I don’t want to think about that right now. I want House to read this, I really do. I don’t think he realised how much I loved him. I tried to stay par his side through thick and thin; I loved our banter, it made me smile; I l’amour that he only really paid any attention to me; I am grateful that he had helped me through the past mois and a half.
And Wilson, how could I forget him? He was like a giant teddy – so loveable and cuddly. He was one of my best friends. There are very few words to describe him and it would take to long. Judging par the amount of paper I have left means I think my time is coming.
So, let me say on my last few lines of my life; Greg House, toi are a man who completes me. I l’amour toi with all my cœur, coeur and I hope toi do too. James Wilson, toi were like my brother; toi gave me great advice, always tried to play matchmaker and always brought a smile to my face.
I l’amour toi both and will miss toi terribly.

    She smiled one last time before her last breath escaped her lips and she slipped into a never ending unconsciousness. House woke as the long beep emitted from her monitors flat lined. He sprang up and looked at her, cupping her face. She had a small smile stretched on her now limp features. House tried to contain himself, but he couldn’t. Tears soon slid down his aged face.
“LISA!” he yelled, hoping something would bring her back. He wasn’t thinking straight; he’s a doctor, he knows toi can’t yell at a patient and instantly bring them back. “Lisa,” he a dit plus weakly as he collapsed on the floor in an emotional wreck.
    The nurses ran to the room upon hearing House’s yell and the flat-line. The nurses looked at House on the floor. Unplugging her monitors and écriture on her charts, they decided it would be best if they just left him alone.
    House stood up and caressed her pale face; deep in his heart, he just wanted her to open her eyes and pull him into a big embrace, but he knew in reality it would never happen. He leaned down and pressed one last Kiss to her lips. They were still warm, but he knew that they would soon cool. He picked up the journal on her lap and read the last page.
    His tears began to flow plus freely and he went to stand back over her body. He took a hand in his and squeezed whilst looking down at her. “I loved toi too,” he said, pulling the blanket over her. “And I will miss toi forever. Lisa, toi were the only one for me. I’m just sorry I never got to tell you.”


hate it ou l’amour it??? sorry it was a little sad. to tell toi the truth, I actually cried whilst écriture this fic. im thinking of doing a sequel which is the pages of her journal – do toi want me to do one?
please review (fp users, RATE!)
posted by huddy_aimee
It was a common occourence for legendary Gregory House to annoy her at work and at her accueil in the middle of the night but what he was doing now was her last straw.
She had been sitting in her car patiently for the last 5 minutes waiting for House to stop blocking her depature, from the hospital, par riding his motorbike backwards and forwards behind her car. Her temper flared and she begain revving her car in rage.
People outside the hospital watched, some in shock at the Dean's way of dealing with this incident and others in amusement at the way her head of diagnostics managed to piss her...
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This fic is AU, but I'm still trying to keep within the parameters of the House universe.

Cuddy was in her office, thinking about the almost divisé, split personality of Dr. Gregory House when she heard the horrific scream. The scream was followed par a loud commotion in the clinic. As Cuddy stood up from her bureau slowly, she had learned that it was better to go slow than to pass out, she saw a blur run past her office. It had looked like some kind of feral man.

Cuddy walked out to the doors and opened them, seeing a small trail of blood leading out of the clinic. Just as she started out the doors, a...
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The surgery went off without a hitch and they both recovered wonderfully. One jour after the surgery Wilson went in to visit Cuddy and she asked him if he would wheel her down the hall to see House, he was out of the clean room, his immune system no longer needed to be suppressed. It wasn’t attacking the liver, he took her down the hall and left her there with House alone.

“Hey stranger” she a dit as she wheeled up to his bed

“Hey you”

They were about to start talking about “it” when Chase walked in “Hey what are toi doing in here?”

“Just visiting a friend,...
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posted by Evrythingmaters
This is to my beloved House md fans:
I just want to say a massive HAPPY CHRISTMAS to all toi guys. I hope toi have a wonderful time whatever your situation, and I wish toi the happiest and warmest feelings inside!
For us Hamerons this an has been extra hard for us in terms of the journey of the show, and I know everone has their our own problems to deal with. But that is why I l’amour this spot so much, everyone is so nice, intelligent, supportive and I am so happy to be included in our awesome community. I know there have been fights but we have managed to recover from them and that shows how...
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Ok my adorable hameron friends!This is your present!Just a page full of hameron dedicated to you!
So here it goes:
Rose and Evrythingmaters are the biggest: Hameron,Hameron,Hameron,Hameron,Hameron,
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posted by HuddyCrazy1331
Chapter 3- Administrative Questions
(Cuddy’s POV)
Disclaimer: Sorry for not mentioning before but I don’t own House M.D ou any of its characters… sadly

Everything was surprisingly quiet today. House hadn’t come in to drop by, which made me feel somewhat empty… what the hell am I saying?! Why would I want this jour to be ruined par his constant bickering?! ‘Because the day’s never ruined when House is around’ a dit a voice inside my head. I tried to ignore it and got back to working when I heard the door open. ‘House?’ I happily thought as much as I wanted to deny it, only to be...
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posted by ToriH389
Lollipop Isues 12

•sorry I haven't wrote in a while but here's the suivant chapter•

( the suivant jour )
* Cuddy is 3 months pregnant and is really hoping nothing will go wrong *

Cuddy-House wake up
Cuddy-I think something's wrong...
House-Lise...of corse your fat..your pregnant...
Cuddy-what kind of dream were toi having....
House-I don't dream...I sleep..
Cuddy-but toi just....never mind...
House-okay...I'm going back to sleep...
Cuddy-Greg I think something is wrong with the baby...

*House jumps out of lit and goes to Wilson's room*

House-Wilson....get up...
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posted by ToriH389
Lollipop Isues 10

( House finally got the courage to go to Cuddys room )
Cuddy-so how did it go with Liz.
House-I'm not here to talk about that...
Cuddy-so it went bad. was ocward....she made me relize some things...
Cuddy-and what might that be...
Cuddy-yes. you...
( Cuddy just stares at him in amazment... )
Cuddy-did toi drink to much.....
House-I'm serious...I really l’amour you...
Cuddy-Greg....don't do this.
House-Lise....I have to....
Cuddy-no toi don't.
House-yes....if I don't tell toi I l’amour toi then......I could never tell toi when the baby...
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posted by Irene3691
It's Christmas Eve and yet they have to work some hours in the hospital.     When they get accueil after a hard jour of work, they make their Christmas dîner together and sit at the table. Some time later they finish eating. ‘Wow I'm full...’ Lisa says.
‘Yeah... toi look like a turkey in Thanks Giving...’
‘Your compliments are getting worse with time...’
‘I mean... like the most beautiful turkey in a farm...’
She chuckles. ‘That doesn't make me feel better...’
‘Fuck... well... I tried...’
‘You wanna eat something else?’
‘Nope... don't wanna know how...
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posted by Irene3691
House and Cuddy get to Michigan in the afternoon, and after leaving their suitcases at home, they go to buy some food. They have dîner and sit together on the couch, where they talk and laugh until lit time.
‘Well... I think we should go to sleep... I mean... each of us to our respective rooms...’
She smiles. ‘Yes, it’s late.’ They go to their dorm’s doors. ‘Tomorrow I’m leaving early, so I won’t see until Sunday night...’
He nods. ‘Have fun with your family then.’
‘Thanks.’ She smiles and goes to her dorm to sleep.

In the morning Lisa gets up early and takes a shower....
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posted by rosehustle1
 Ariel Harrison(this is my idea of what she would look like and as close to getting LG to being on the show)
Ariel Harrison(this is my idea of what she would look like and as close to getting LG to being on the show)
It was an couvert, ciel couvert morning when House awoke the suivant day. His pain was an eight on the pain scale, and his head was fighting to push it to a ten. Letting out a harsh exhalation, he propped himself up and began the daily drudgery.
"You have two hours of clinic today House, and I don't want to hear any argument about." Cuddy a dit as she handed him the green chart for exam room 3.
He looked appraisingly over her form. She was wearing a dark purple v-neck chemisier that fit snug against her breasts. Her jupe stopped above her knee revealing her shapely...
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posted by rosehustle1
Once the waitress had moved out of the way, House could once again take in the mystery woman that sat across the room. He wondered if she was a professor at the université ou possibly a 'mature' student.
The woman looked up from her notebook and caught House staring. He barely bristled at being found out and instead unabashedly continued to stare.
"Hon, toi want anything else?" The waitress asked House once more. He kept his gaze on the mystery woman while answering.
"Another cup of coffee, but send it over to the woman at the end."
The waitress looked back and forth between House and the...
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Two's Company - Three's a Crowd
-Chapter 3-

3 Weeks Later

Cuddy had allowed Kirstin to stay with her permanently now that House knew about her. She had recently taken a week off to renovate the spare room with her daughter. Kirstin had opted for an off white with a citron vert green feature wall. House had donné her a bunch of band posters to stick up around her room; much to Cuddy’s disapproval.

On the subject of Kirstin’s rape, Rob’s brother had been sentenced for three years on the charges of rape and purchasing alcohol for minors. Rob had moved into an apartment near par when he heard about the...
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posted by livethislifeup
I HATE WRITER'S BLOCK. I hate it period. So, my sincerest apologies for the wait. Also, I didn't feel like écriture out the whole titre thing again. BUT, it is still dedicated to Oldmovie, let it be said. So, here's the third extension. Fourth coming soon. (hopefully) Enjoy.

16 years ago

Hacy_Huddy Era - At Princeton-Plainsbro
Hacy - Last two years
The inseparable had become separable after House took the job at Princeton-Plainsbro. House's attention had been plus on work now, than on Stacy.
Although his job hadn't changed, still occupied...
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