"Dr.House checks out at 7:50 p.m. Write that down" House a dit to the nurse. He limped to Cuddy's office. Cuddy was sitting at her bureau doing some paper work. "I only have 12 hours and 50 minutes left on my clinic duty mommy." House a dit to Cuddy. "House. You're still here? Why?" Cuddy asked. "Well if I left at my usual 5:00 I would have 15 hours plus of trying to convince a bunch of idiots that they dont have an STD ou any other illness that they looked up on the web." House replied. "Everyones a doctor." Cuddy added. "And plus its not like im doing anything tonight besides plopping my butt down on the canapé with a Heiniken in my left hand, remote on the table, tableau and vicodin in the right." House said. "I'm leaving now as well" Cuddy a dit getting up. "Goodnight Cuddy" House said. "Goodnight House" Cuddy a dit sincerley. House took one plus seconde to look at Cuddy and then turned and headed for the door. As he opened the door the folded up picture in his back pocket fell out onto the floor. Cuddy tried to tell him but he didnt hear her and par the time she got all her stuff House was probably already on his motorcycle. So she picked it up and decided she would give it to him tomorrow. Cuddy drove accueil and she was pleased with the cool nights air. It was summer time in New Jersey and the nights were enjoyable because they werent hot but they werent cold either. They were just right. So she took her time walking to her house. She unlocked her front door and set her stuff down on one of her tables. Then she went into her bedroom and threw herself on her bed. It was then that she remembered the folded up paper of House's in her pocket. She took it out and set it on her night stand. It was tempting not to look at it. She hesitated and then thaught that it was probably just a note to himself ou something simple; so it wouldnt hurt if she just peeked at it. She picked it up and carefully unfolded it. She stared at the picture for a long while and then her eyes filled with tears. She tried so hard to fight them back but she knew it was no use. She then just sat there looking at it crying like a baby. After about 10 minutes of staring and crying she got up. She walked over to her book cabinet and reached up on the haut, retour au début for a black shoe box where she kept all her old pictures. She sat down and opened the shoe box up. All her pictures were seperated and labled. She scanned the lables. Family, friends, ...college. She took out a stack of pictures from the college folder. She found pictures of her college girlfriends and her. She found pictures of her and her professers. She was seconde in her class and so she was admired greatly par her teachers. Then she found a piece of paper that was used as a seperator. On the paper it a dit Greg and Lisa forever. She remembered the jour she started the album, she remembered the jour she wrote those words on that paper. She remembered who was sitting suivant to her when she wrote the paper: House. Lisa had suggested that they start an album of them together so she took out the paper wrote Greg and Lisa forever on it and then got her camera. Greg took the camera and took a picture of Lisa. Then they ran around the school asking people to take pictures of them together. Cuddy took the stack of pictures and looked through them. The first was Cuddy then the rest were House and Cuddy hugging ou kissing. She liked 2 inparticular: one was where Cuddy and House were sitting on the side of a big water fontaine together. They were looking into eachothers eyes. Then there was one where it was Cuddy and House kissing. She took those 2 out and set them aside then she looked on the back of the pile of pictures and found the other copy of House's folded up one. She compared them side par side. She knew that they were the same she just felt the need to see for herself. She was wondering why House had the picture in his pocket. She wondered if all those commentaires about her cul, ass and her low cut shirts were really his own way of montrer his l’amour for her. LOVE? House didnt l’amour her...at least she didnt think that he loved her. But she still had hope. She wasnt even sure if he loved her back then. She decide to just put it off until tomorrow. So she slipped into her pj's and went to bed. Before she went to lit she looked at the pictures one plus time. Stroking House's face on all of them. She then cried herself to sleep.
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House arrived at his apatment. He parked his bike and then limed into his apartment. He threw down his stuff, went to the cuisine grabbed a Heiniken and then sat down on the couch. he popped 2 vivodin and sipped his bière while watching TV. Once it was around 9:30 he turned off the TV and limped to his bedroom. He took off his cloths except for his boxers. He then remembered the picture in his back pocket. He picked up his pants and searched his pockets. he couldnt find the picture. He panicked for a seconde and then thought that maybe he put it into his drawer in his office. He then relaxed and climbed into his bed. He couldnt help but think about Cuddy. He knew that she didnt l’amour him anymore but he was 100% sure he loved her. But he still had hope that she loved him. He then drifted off to sleep.
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House arrived at his apatment. He parked his bike and then limed into his apartment. He threw down his stuff, went to the cuisine grabbed a Heiniken and then sat down on the couch. he popped 2 vivodin and sipped his bière while watching TV. Once it was around 9:30 he turned off the TV and limped to his bedroom. He took off his cloths except for his boxers. He then remembered the picture in his back pocket. He picked up his pants and searched his pockets. he couldnt find the picture. He panicked for a seconde and then thought that maybe he put it into his drawer in his office. He then relaxed and climbed into his bed. He couldnt help but think about Cuddy. He knew that she didnt l’amour him anymore but he was 100% sure he loved her. But he still had hope that she loved him. He then drifted off to sleep.
