The Bath bit from House's Head

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Remy opened her eyes to find the sun drowning the room with its rays. Greg was still sound asleep suivant to her. He lay on his back with his mouth hanging open. Many loud snores emanated from her lover. She kissed his cheek lightly and stood up from the bed.
"I'll start the eggs." She whispered.
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House woke up ten minutes later to the smell of...

"Now, I just want to reiterate that I hate Christmas and all of the religous hypocrisy connected to it, but toi are my woman now so...I put up a tree." He a dit as he opened the door to his apartment to reveal the lit up Christmas arbre in the corner. Remy smiled brightly and turned to look at him.
"It's beautiful...but toi didn't have to. This is your place."
House bit his lip and reached out for her hand. She took his hand tightly with in her own and followed him to the sofa.
"Well, it's funny toi should mention that...I want...I would like you..."
"Greg?" She asked wearily.
"Live here." He...

"You should rendez-vous amoureux, date Wilson." House a dit as he joined Thirteen at the conference table. She looked up from the file.
"Why?"
"Because he needs to rendez-vous amoureux, date again, and toi could use some caring father figure for the growing parasite." He a dit as he gestured to her slightly protruding belly.
"I'm not attracted to Wilson...Anyway, he already Lost one girlfriend, and he doesn't need to go down that road again..."
"Then go out with Chase. He and Cameron are sort of over."
"They are separated and will probably get back together any jour now. Besides, I wouldn't hurt Eric like that...Regardless of how they...

"Do toi think I'm dumb for wanting to keep it?" Thirteen asked as she looked out over the balcony. House's gaze focused on Cuddy's retreating form as she walked hand in hand with Lucas.
"You have Huntington's which will make it hard for toi to run after Foreman Jr. when he turns five..."
She turned to face him.
"I've never loved anything as much as I l’amour this baby."
He met her gaze and leaned against his cane.
"Then have it... It's not rational but when l’amour is concerned, rational usually isn't considered."
"I'm not sure how this will work...Me and Foreman are over but we have a baby..."
"Hey,...