After 5 antagonizing days of not seeing those electric blue eyes and hearing sarcastic but funny snarks coming out of that mouth, everyone in the hospital, even Nurse Brenda, has been worried.
Not anyone has been the same, especially Cuddy. She is almost in shock mode. She would always be in the comfortable little chair suivant to House's lit in the ICU, holding his hand, and she wouldn't talk to anyone. She even got Wilson to be assistant Dean, and it has been torture.
Until one jour when Cuddy was in House's room asleep. But instead of sleeping on the chair she got a lit just like House's suivant to his and slept.
A moan came from House's lit and he slowly opened his eyes. The light was blinding and hurt and he was confused.
' Why am I here? What happened? Why does my entire body feel on fire? Am I in the hospital?'
He slowly turned his head, even though it hurt like hell, to the left and saw Cuddy in a hospital bed.
Everything from that jour came back to him.
' Oh...my...god'
House started to choke on the ventilater and pressed the nurse emergency button on the bed.
Chase was on the floor right outside the room passing par when he heard choking and ran in.
" House! toi have to cough for me." Chase a dit quietly not wanting to wake up Cuddy.
After they got the tube out House's throat hurt but he managed to rasp out ," Cuddy."
Chase turned around and went up to Cuddy and gently woke her up.
" Cuddy, House is awake."
"Wha? He's awake? Chase if this is a joke I swear to god, I will fucki--"
Chase put his hands up and pointed to House's bed, where indeed House was awake and looking at Cuddy.
" Oh my god!! House!" Cuddy a dit as she got off the lit as fast as a 8 mois pregnant lady can.
" Are...You...Okay?" House rasped out.
Cuddy laughed.
" Have toi seen yourself?" She a dit wondering how he can be asking her that when he is lying in an ICU bed.
" Well, no. I can't even déplacer my head without wanting to puke all over Aussie Boy's hideous shoes over there." House a dit after getting water from Chase.
" Well at least we know your brain is okay." Chase a dit dryly. " I'm gonna go get Foreman to come in here and check up on you." Chase a dit sensing that Cuddy wanted to be alone with House.
After Chase left the room, Cuddy hit House's good arm gently.
" What?" House a dit exaggerating the pain.
" Don't ever do that again!"
" BUT MOM!!! I was gonna do that again on my birthday!" House said, " toi never let me do anything fun..." House said, but stop when he had a coughing fit.
" House are toi okay?" Cuddy a dit concerned.
House answered par coughing up a bit of blood on Cuddy's shirt.
" HOUSE!" Cuddy screamed as she stepped back.
TBC?
Not anyone has been the same, especially Cuddy. She is almost in shock mode. She would always be in the comfortable little chair suivant to House's lit in the ICU, holding his hand, and she wouldn't talk to anyone. She even got Wilson to be assistant Dean, and it has been torture.
Until one jour when Cuddy was in House's room asleep. But instead of sleeping on the chair she got a lit just like House's suivant to his and slept.
A moan came from House's lit and he slowly opened his eyes. The light was blinding and hurt and he was confused.
' Why am I here? What happened? Why does my entire body feel on fire? Am I in the hospital?'
He slowly turned his head, even though it hurt like hell, to the left and saw Cuddy in a hospital bed.
Everything from that jour came back to him.
' Oh...my...god'
House started to choke on the ventilater and pressed the nurse emergency button on the bed.
Chase was on the floor right outside the room passing par when he heard choking and ran in.
" House! toi have to cough for me." Chase a dit quietly not wanting to wake up Cuddy.
After they got the tube out House's throat hurt but he managed to rasp out ," Cuddy."
Chase turned around and went up to Cuddy and gently woke her up.
" Cuddy, House is awake."
"Wha? He's awake? Chase if this is a joke I swear to god, I will fucki--"
Chase put his hands up and pointed to House's bed, where indeed House was awake and looking at Cuddy.
" Oh my god!! House!" Cuddy a dit as she got off the lit as fast as a 8 mois pregnant lady can.
" Are...You...Okay?" House rasped out.
Cuddy laughed.
" Have toi seen yourself?" She a dit wondering how he can be asking her that when he is lying in an ICU bed.
" Well, no. I can't even déplacer my head without wanting to puke all over Aussie Boy's hideous shoes over there." House a dit after getting water from Chase.
" Well at least we know your brain is okay." Chase a dit dryly. " I'm gonna go get Foreman to come in here and check up on you." Chase a dit sensing that Cuddy wanted to be alone with House.
After Chase left the room, Cuddy hit House's good arm gently.
" What?" House a dit exaggerating the pain.
" Don't ever do that again!"
" BUT MOM!!! I was gonna do that again on my birthday!" House said, " toi never let me do anything fun..." House said, but stop when he had a coughing fit.
" House are toi okay?" Cuddy a dit concerned.
House answered par coughing up a bit of blood on Cuddy's shirt.
" HOUSE!" Cuddy screamed as she stepped back.
TBC?
When does l’amour become something we need, rather than something we want? l’amour was seen as something special a long time ago. Now l’amour is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. l’amour is common currency when toi are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older toi get. Do we not care about the substance of what l’amour was and not what it has been made into today par commercialisation from American films and télévision commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience l’amour for real, can we commentaire and judge others who are in Love. l’amour means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of l’amour is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? l’amour is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.