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


Part 2

Chapter 9: And toi 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 accueil and look at the file and not sleep until they had the diagnosis, and House had been a lot plus irritable...

First attempt at something this medically orientated... ours 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 jour par the severity of the pain, the chance that Cuddy would find him something particularly...

Title: Confrontation
Pairing: Thirteen/Cameron, Cameron/Chase
Summary: Cameron was having the perfect l’amour with Chase, but one night she reveals her feeling to her best friend, she a dit l’amour 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 jour because she Lost a patient....

OK, I don´t own Chase, House, J.D., Dr. Cox, Wilson ou Nurse Brenda, neighter do I own J.D.s awesome prank. This is just a silly thingy I put together being really bored. I don´t think it´s even to be called a "very funny fanfic", but it really helps the titre get attention :Þ
Warnings: Very silly, VERY random, only funny if toi share my weird sence of humor...
Perfect background music: Lazlo Bane - Superman

Dr. Robert Chase was exhausted after a long jour at work. The team was trying to diagnose a girl with cronic pain who keept fainting every fifth minute ou so. There had been hours of differentials...

Original character, cursing and mentions of abuse all in one? That's my story. D's story to be exact. She's the main character of my original story Green Eye Blind... and now she's here, with Wilson and House, and Cuddy... and she's scared, they help her.

Not as melodramatic as it sounds... rated T, lots of angst...

Interested?


Tie Bound


The red laces of her All-Stars dragged across the pavement as she stumbled across night-time New Jersey... Letters D&G faded, but present on her T-shirt, Jack&Jones leaving their signature on her jeans: If her shoes hadn't been caked in mud, chemise hadn't...

A/N: Okay so far I have 2 chapters and a little of the 3rd chapter for this story written, I've been écriture it for a mois ou two now so i have a clear vision, I just hope I dont get writer's block again
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The rain poured over the PPTH as the doctors and patients rushed in. Not even five minutes ago, it was a warm clear evening when the rain snuck up and attacked. The lobby quickly filled as everyone tried to get inside and get dry.
“Are toi kidding me,” Dr. Lisa Cuddy said, “This is the sixth time this week it started pouring without warning,”...

A/N: Short, I know, but plus is to come. Don’t worry!

Murder in the Clinic
Chapter 5: Pondering

    After watching Dr. House stumble off to the elevators, many thoughts went through Condon’s mind. The first of which being,‘What an awfully strange man that doctor is.’ Not only does he wield a cane from some sort of unexplained ailment, but he was willing to walk away from a police questioning because something was wrong with his patient. That took a fair bit of nerve. What also struck him as odd was the matter of Dr. House’s cane. Why is it that Dr. House just so happened...

I got inspired par a quote I read. Gosh it took me so long to write this oneshot. I hope toi like it and please mind my mistakes I am still trying to improve. (if anyone wants to be my beta reader then tell me)
(As soon as I have holidays (12 days to go) I will continue with my fanfiction and I am sorry for keeping toi waiting so long :( I wish the two weeks would already be over...just two weeks to go and I have a bunch of exams to write...)
Set after "Let them eat cake"
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He had done it again. She didn't know why there was always this small...

Disclaimer - I wish I owned House, but y'know, like just about everyone, I don't :(.
First fan-fic, please be nice.

9:00am
It hurt. It had been hurting for nine years. Nine years since his surgery, nine years since he had been able to walk. Properly.
Gregory House was lying in his bed, sprawled over the width of it. Some days he just didn't feel like getting up.
His hand moved to his right thigh, tracing the scar that spread the length, wishing it would go away, but it didn't. House reached for his bedside
table. The pills were there, the pills that kept him out of pain, most of the time, but in...

Chapter 2 is up for toi guys! Enjoy! :)

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House watched her through the glass, tapping his cane absently against his shoe. She was sleeping for the moment and he thought that this would be a good a time as any to go in, but he couldn’t déplacer his feet. He watched the slow rise and fall of her chest as she lay on the hospital lit and felt the anger in him start to boil once more. He recalled the phone call he had made earlier in the day…

“I’m afraid that without even a vague description of the man, we may not be able to bring in any viable...

As Cuddy walked into House's bedroom House shut the bedroom door and locked it.Cuddy turned around and saw House having a dirty look on his face.'What the hell?'Cuddy thought."What the hell House?"Cuddy a dit as House came towards her.Cuddy saw the lust in his eyes.'Oh my god.His he doing what I think he's doing?'she thought.She and House were inches apart."House.I don't I can...."Cuddy began,"I don't trust anyone this moment.I can't trust you.I'm sorry."House felt hurt.But he still loved her."I'm sorry."House a dit sadly.He unlocked the door and limped out.He shut the door behind him.She heard...

Chapter 17

Bo

I found House in the ER talking to some blonde doctor who seemed frustrated about something to do with being engaged. I waited for them to finish talking before I a dit anything.
    
“Dr. House?” I a dit as he was leaving. “I have a question.” House looked at me.
    
“Is this something your mother isn’t going to want me to tell you?” he asked. I nodded. “Follow me,” he a dit as he started going somewhere.
    
“Where are we going?” I asked.
    
“Well we can’t talk about something...

As Cuddy enjoyed her bubble bath the phone rang.She had 4 phones.1 in her bedroom,1in the kitchen,1in the living room,and 1 in her bathroom."What now?"Cuddy angrily.She got up and walked to the bathroom's counter and picked up the phone."Dr.Cuddy."she a dit into the receiver.She got back into the hot bubble bath."Lisa is that you?"the person said."Yes.Whom is asking?"she a dit in her administrative voice."You'll see..."the person a dit hanging.Cuddy got the dial tone.She got worried.She got up out of the tub and put the phone back on its hook.She put her peignoir, robe on and went to check on her windows...

“Are toi ok?” a concerned Cameron asked Wilson, who was sitting all par himself in the dark.
“Yeah, I’m fine. My girlfriend is dead and because I guilted my best friend into risking his life to try and save her, he’s now in ICU fighting for his life. I couldn’t be better,” Wilson a dit bitterly.
“I’m sorry, I---” Cameron started before she was interrupted par Wilson.
“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lash out at you. It’s just…. I just Lost Amber. I can’t lose House too,” a dit Wilson exasperated.
“Then tell him that. Like toi said, House is in ICU fighting for...

So guys, here's the start of the only Huddy chapter fic i've ever written (so far!). Enjoy! Oh, and due to the large onslaughts of work i've been getting, it may take me a while to update. I've done the first 3 chapters though. Okay, enough ranting...here toi go! :) xxxx Evie

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Cuddy jerked abruptly to consciousness and found herself lying flat on her bedroom floor. Pale winter sunlight shone through the windows and hit her straight in the face. Still groggy, she looked around her room as she tried to get up, wincing as she did so. Her left arm...

A/N: I l’amour Mascha Kaléko and her poems. The one I am using here inspired me to write this oneshot. If there are any mistakes in it (in the poem I mean *lol*...well also in my oneshot -___-) it's because I translated the poem from the German as I can't find a translation on the internet. Yeah well...that's the result.
I splitted the poem up. And now enjoy. commentaires and ratings would be great ;)

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I often wonder
And get on my own nerves in doing so
Because it is a question in several stanzas:...

"Where the hell is he?"
Cuddy had barged into Wilson's office. She hadn't seen House at his clinic duty so she decided to ask Wilson what plan he was pulling.
"Here?"
"He owes me clinic and I haven't seen him."
"You really expect to?"
"He a dit himself--"
"Just because he a dit it doesn't mean he meant it."
"So he's avoiding me?"
"I would too." Wilson looked back down and began working again, despite the fact that Cuddy was still venting. Then Cameron walked in, along with Chase and Foreman.
"Where's House?" Foreman asked.
"He has a patient due in OR. I need a patient to operate on, and the doctor who...

"Hey,you prick!Wake up"!

House opens his eyes in surpise,trying to figure out where he is.He is sitting on a bench.Grass is tickling his bare feet and a soft breeze is making him shiver,as he's wearing only a hospital gown.How the hell did he end up here?The last thing he remembered was being in his apartment,drinking himself silly,looking at a syringe on his table.

"Oh,crap"!

"Exactly,you douche bag",the mysterious voice said.

House turns around and sees a man in his early thirties,leering at him.He is wearing a pair of worn-out trousers and a gray raincoat.

"Where am I"?

"Why do they always ask...