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salut everyone. I am écriture this article because I have noticed the last an that everybody just feels a little let down, and blue, and frustrated about the show. Besides that I saw that there are hardly any new fanfics and fan art. I think that the montrer still has its magic and that think that makes us deeply l’amour it. We just need to take another look to re-recognize it. We need to reconnect.
First of all, we all know that after six years it’s natural that we, fans, don’t have the same enthusiasm as the first season. That’s expected and nothing new. Like marriages and long term commitment...

House Season 1 Episode 20: l’amour Hurts

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At the clinic, an Asian boy, Harvey, is waiting to be treated while House is catching a game with a patient and discussing Cameron's return with Wilson . . . and the fact he has to take her on a date. When House comes out he (literally) runs into Harvey, who panics then has a stroke as House tries to apologize (to avoid a legal complaint).

Cameron shows up to the joy of her fellow doctors and is greeted with the new case. She immediately figures out he has a metal plate in his jaw from a prior injury, preventing a MRI. They come up with alternate...

A aléatoire idea I had. It wasn't really intended to be good, but if it is, comment. o.O



“So this I what heaven looks like” Kutner muttered to himself.

Through a hole in the cloud, he gazed down and saw Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. Two blondes holding hands walked through the doors and behind them, a short, large nosed man was arguing with someone on the phone.

I don’t miss that place. It’s one the reasons I left. He thought. “I DON”T MISS YOU!” he shouted though the hole. He kicked the clouds so the hole closed. “I don’t miss you.”

Kutner looked around the nuage he...

I have always wondered how House and Cuddy first met, and I figured a lot of toi have, too. Don't be to brutal this is only my seconde fanfiction :).


They First Meet: A Huddy Fanfiction

It was a jour much like any other at the
University of Michigan, except perhaps for the fact that it was raining. The weather rapporter clearly a dit there was going to be nothing but clear skies and sun shine all week, so no one was dressed for the occasion. Just a regular day, thought Lisa Cuddy as she made her way to class. As she walked she noticed a man sitting on the steps of the library. This was not so particularly...

toi may call him Gregory House, Dr. House, House, M.D, sexy as hell, ou simply House…or maybe toi just call him that jerk of a doctor on that montrer from Fox.Despite his drug addiction, blatant disregard for the well-being of his patients (or anyone else for that matter), and the, well, selfish, annoying...JERKY things he says and does...
We l’amour him.

Who knows why?

Maybe it's because we realize, like Dr. Cameron, that Gregory House needs l’amour plus than anyone.
While he is the type of person toi can laugh at on T.V., if your life really was on the line and toi were treated like that, I think panic...

I've thought about it a thousand times,
and it still doesn't make sense,
only because all my life,
I've been building me a fence.
A mur to keep away fear,
to keep away the grief and pain,
to divert the hurt I knew could come,
that in my cœur, coeur would it sustain.


I stagger the halls in shame,
for jouer la comédie the way I do and how I treat you,
And I know that I shouldn't,
but its the only thing I know how to do.
I force myself to push toi away,
accompanied with fret,
cause I know that's not what I want
and it becomes another regret.


When the thought of toi comes to mind,
the pain begins to seep,
the grief begins to...