A/N im feeling in the mood for this update...umm...warning cuddy and house are going to have a massive argument resulting in something but im not gonna give toi too much detail into it (but dont worry its a huddy fic)... LOL...... XD...(they've gone back to house and cuddy for this fic) PLEASE READ REVIEW AND RATE!!! my goal is to get yellow huddy par the end of the month... :)
House and Cuddy sat in silence whilst they ate their meals. Rachel had been put to lit and she had been sleeping soundly for the last heure ou so. House occasionally took glances at Cuddy, and when he did, he saw the firery rage behind her eyes. She was pissed with him for going through her stuff, and House regretted it deeply; he didn't like to see an angry Cuddy.
"What, House?" she asked with a slightly dissapointed tone.
"Oh, so now I'm House am I?"
"What?" she asked, all defensive.
"You called me House, but for the past two months I've been Greg,"
"Ok, let me refrase," she a dit with a hint of sarcasm, "What, Greg?"
"Thank you, but what, what?"
"You know what,"
"What? I don't know what."
House had begun to play a little game with her he was sure this would get her to bite back. He loved their little games.
"Why were toi staring at me like I'm some kind of puzzle?"
"I want to know why toi are angry with me,"
Cuddy stood up, his little game had infuriated her, his earlier romp through her stuff had pissed her off and now he was looking at her like she was a puzzle. Their conversation hadn't lasted 2 minutes and it was already getting out of hand.
"I'm angry at you, House, because yet again toi have gone through my stuff at work, I wanted to tell toi about our child, not for toi to find out par being nosey!" she yelled, House tried shushing her as to not wake up Rachel, "I'm not a puzzle of yours, I'm a human being, just like you, and you're little 'what' game there was my last straw. GET OUT!"
"Lisa-" he started, but was cut off when she began dragging at his arm.
"Don't 'Lisa' me, you...you..." she was Lost for words before she shoved him out of the House. "I don't want toi in this baby's life, now go"
House looked positively shocked. He didn't realise that she would get so worked up over something as small as snooping, but hey, who was he to judge. He felt bad. He wanted to prove to her that he could be a good father to their child not be thrown out before he/she was even born. He felt sorry for himself.
"I'm sorry I ever loved toi Lisa," he mumbled to himself standing in front of the closed door. He turned and limped off....
TBC....
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House and Cuddy sat in silence whilst they ate their meals. Rachel had been put to lit and she had been sleeping soundly for the last heure ou so. House occasionally took glances at Cuddy, and when he did, he saw the firery rage behind her eyes. She was pissed with him for going through her stuff, and House regretted it deeply; he didn't like to see an angry Cuddy.
"What, House?" she asked with a slightly dissapointed tone.
"Oh, so now I'm House am I?"
"What?" she asked, all defensive.
"You called me House, but for the past two months I've been Greg,"
"Ok, let me refrase," she a dit with a hint of sarcasm, "What, Greg?"
"Thank you, but what, what?"
"You know what,"
"What? I don't know what."
House had begun to play a little game with her he was sure this would get her to bite back. He loved their little games.
"Why were toi staring at me like I'm some kind of puzzle?"
"I want to know why toi are angry with me,"
Cuddy stood up, his little game had infuriated her, his earlier romp through her stuff had pissed her off and now he was looking at her like she was a puzzle. Their conversation hadn't lasted 2 minutes and it was already getting out of hand.
"I'm angry at you, House, because yet again toi have gone through my stuff at work, I wanted to tell toi about our child, not for toi to find out par being nosey!" she yelled, House tried shushing her as to not wake up Rachel, "I'm not a puzzle of yours, I'm a human being, just like you, and you're little 'what' game there was my last straw. GET OUT!"
"Lisa-" he started, but was cut off when she began dragging at his arm.
"Don't 'Lisa' me, you...you..." she was Lost for words before she shoved him out of the House. "I don't want toi in this baby's life, now go"
House looked positively shocked. He didn't realise that she would get so worked up over something as small as snooping, but hey, who was he to judge. He felt bad. He wanted to prove to her that he could be a good father to their child not be thrown out before he/she was even born. He felt sorry for himself.
"I'm sorry I ever loved toi Lisa," he mumbled to himself standing in front of the closed door. He turned and limped off....
TBC....
REVIEW AND RATE
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.
“WTF? Since when did she get here???”
