A/N Again thanks for all your reviews especially to zubeerfan; i'm glad it's one of your favourites. I think this fic is a little bit longer... :) please read and review...
The plane had landed and House and Cuddy made their merry way [still not noticing each other] to their separate taxis to take them to the private pier. When they arrived, they laid eyes on each other.
"Shit," they a dit simultaneously, "What the hell are toi doing here?"
"Me?" a dit Cuddy pointing to herself, "What are toi doing here?"
"Wilson sent me here, and I'm assuming he sent toi here too?" he said, watching as her posture changed.
She nodded, "Well, I'll see if we can get another yacht for you,"
"Me?! Why me?"
Just then the pilot of the yacht approached, "Sorry, but I couldn't help but over hear-"
But he was cut off par HOuse, "You mean toi were eavesdropping?" But before he could continue, he felt a sharp jab to the ribs, he glare at Cuddy, "Sorry," he muttered sarcastically.
"As I was saying, there are no plus yachts to be hired, and we better hurry as in and heure I have to pilot out another boat,"
House and Cuddy sighed before embarking the yacht. They gaped when they saw the interior, however.
There was the entrance and to the left was a galley [kitchen] and to the right was a small dining area. Further vers l'avant, vers l’avant there was a lounge with a large leather canapé and a high definition T.V. with a DVD player. Even futher forward, there was a master bedroom with a connecting ensuite.
House and Cuddy glanced at each other, before House put his thumb to his forehead, "Dibs the bed," he cried.
Cuddy folded her arms and rolled her eys and glanced up and out of the skylight above her at the cloudless blue sky. Both of them had their attention when the pilot yelled "Cast off" in Greek.
They made their way back on deck. House stayed behind in the cockpit and talked to the pilot about how the yacht handled where as Cuddy made her way to the bow. SHe held onto the forestay and leant vers l'avant, vers l’avant to watch the light blue sea be pushed up around the stem to turn into white fluff before fading back into the light blue.
TBC
Please Read and Review....
xxx
The plane had landed and House and Cuddy made their merry way [still not noticing each other] to their separate taxis to take them to the private pier. When they arrived, they laid eyes on each other.
"Shit," they a dit simultaneously, "What the hell are toi doing here?"
"Me?" a dit Cuddy pointing to herself, "What are toi doing here?"
"Wilson sent me here, and I'm assuming he sent toi here too?" he said, watching as her posture changed.
She nodded, "Well, I'll see if we can get another yacht for you,"
"Me?! Why me?"
Just then the pilot of the yacht approached, "Sorry, but I couldn't help but over hear-"
But he was cut off par HOuse, "You mean toi were eavesdropping?" But before he could continue, he felt a sharp jab to the ribs, he glare at Cuddy, "Sorry," he muttered sarcastically.
"As I was saying, there are no plus yachts to be hired, and we better hurry as in and heure I have to pilot out another boat,"
House and Cuddy sighed before embarking the yacht. They gaped when they saw the interior, however.
There was the entrance and to the left was a galley [kitchen] and to the right was a small dining area. Further vers l'avant, vers l’avant there was a lounge with a large leather canapé and a high definition T.V. with a DVD player. Even futher forward, there was a master bedroom with a connecting ensuite.
House and Cuddy glanced at each other, before House put his thumb to his forehead, "Dibs the bed," he cried.
Cuddy folded her arms and rolled her eys and glanced up and out of the skylight above her at the cloudless blue sky. Both of them had their attention when the pilot yelled "Cast off" in Greek.
They made their way back on deck. House stayed behind in the cockpit and talked to the pilot about how the yacht handled where as Cuddy made her way to the bow. SHe held onto the forestay and leant vers l'avant, vers l’avant to watch the light blue sea be pushed up around the stem to turn into white fluff before fading back into the light blue.
TBC
Please Read and Review....
xxx
I hope toi like it and I'd l’amour some commentaires and criticism.
Ruins
Once I was whole.
Then I bursted
painlessly
unconsciously
indifferently
but I did.
Now I stand in front
the ruins
of myself
and remain silent
in amazement.
A shadow on a wall
Without turning around
I know
it is you.
Why are toi here?
Did toi follow me?
Have toi come here
to examine
the fruit of your labour?
And then I realize
toi suffered
the same.
Both of us were not made
to win
in this game.
The shattered pieces
are not replaceable
not even
to be found.
So both of us
remain silent
and keep on
staring at the ground.
He held that for two whole seconds :P
I'll tell toi a little bit about myself first. No offense to hamerons, but i have always been a outright HUDDY fan.So I am obviously bouncing off the walls. When this seaseon starts, I feel like everyone has kind of abandoned House. I mean I get the whole pain in the a$$ thing but still. Wilson is the one that fixes everthing and for him to basically laugh at him when he apologizes is cruel. THe bright light at the end of the tunnel is Cuddy is going to do whatever it takes to make House happy above anyone else.
SO GO CUDDY!
SO GO CUDDY!
I couldn't sleep and I had a gush of inspiration hit me and so I decided to make a Huddy poem :)
Dedicated to the awesome that is you,the Huddys ^^
Enjoy!
A lover from afar,
Isn't really a lover at all.
If she truly loves him,
And he truly amoureux her.
Aren't they amoureux at all?
They were once lovers.
Deeply passionate lovers.
But those days have come,
And those times have gone
But they both hadn't moved on.
She had gone through many
Lusters and not one lover.
She had thought about him
And that made the lusters
Turn into dust.
He had gone through a another lover,
But she wasn't like her.
As he thought about her,he
Began to l’amour she more.
But she moved on to another.
A lover from afar,is
Truly a lover at all.As thoughts
Become actions,and actions,
Became thoughts.
He and her are indeed,
amoureux from afar.
Tell me what toi think :)
Dedicated to the awesome that is you,the Huddys ^^
Enjoy!
A lover from afar,
Isn't really a lover at all.
If she truly loves him,
And he truly amoureux her.
Aren't they amoureux at all?
They were once lovers.
Deeply passionate lovers.
But those days have come,
And those times have gone
But they both hadn't moved on.
She had gone through many
Lusters and not one lover.
She had thought about him
And that made the lusters
Turn into dust.
He had gone through a another lover,
But she wasn't like her.
As he thought about her,he
Began to l’amour she more.
But she moved on to another.
A lover from afar,is
Truly a lover at all.As thoughts
Become actions,and actions,
Became thoughts.
He and her are indeed,
amoureux from afar.
Tell me what toi think :)
