Within a week, Cate was emotionally tortured with House’s attitude towards her. She’s trying her best, as what had been advised par Pitt, but it seems to her that nothing is working. All her works were failure for House and only some were gratefully followed. In spite of her patient’s great performance in rehab and therapy, Cate on the other hand was the one who’s falling apart slowly and painfully.
One afternoon, the door slid open in House’s room and he silently entered. He went straight to his lit and took the edge of it as a siège without looking at Cate who happened to be in the room beforehand. He took off his shoes as the psychiatrist looked at him with a folder at hand.
Cate: I… read your file this morning. Turns out you’re doing great.
House didn’t bother looking at her but nodded in return.
Cate: toi want something to eat before we start our session? I brought some ---
House: No, thank you…
He stood up and took the towel that was lying on his lit before standing up. Cate gave out a sigh and walked to block his way. Only then were they able to look at each others eyes again but this time, since it wasn’t through webcam, the tension was real and was killing her easily. Both held furious look as blue landed on brown ones.
Cate: What the hell do toi want, House? What plus do toi want? I have done everything I could to make toi ---
House: No toi didn’t…
Cate: Is this your plan? What is this? A payback?
House: Payback? Why, did I borrow something from you?
He tried to déplacer vers l'avant, vers l’avant but she just pulled him back that just pissed him off.
Cate: If this has something to do with what I did to toi four years ago, tell me so I won’t act dumb!
House: You’re the one who a dit that not me… If you’re jouer la comédie like dumb, it’s your fault, it’s your damn choice to act like one. Why bother put the blame on me?
Cate: Because you’re the one who’s making me act like one!
House: Rewind, yes, this is a damn payback of what toi did! --- toi let me expect you’ll walk out of North Pole and be with me but hell, toi stayed! toi stayed with Sean and toi didn’t tell me about it! --- toi fooled me, that’s all toi did, toi fooled me!
Cate: House, I didn’t! I do not have a choice!
House: Don’t give me a piece of crap because toi have a choice! What are you? An eight an old who doesn’t know what she wanted, if beurre is better than jell-o?!
Cate: Shut up because toi don’t know anything!
House: I don’t know anything because toi didn’t tell me everything!
Silence. Panting from each of them were the only ones one could hear in the room. House was holding his anger as Cate cried before him. She was pale but he was tomate red. She slowly sat down on the edge of the lit with hands wiping the tears that had fallen.
Cate: I know I have the choice and it was my job to make… but I didn’t… ---- I was afraid to let toi know because I know you’ll get hurt and I don’t want it to happen…
House: Like I wasn’t hurt when toi didn’t…
Cate: I know but… I’m sure it’ll be twice as painful if I called toi up and… and… and tell toi that Sean and I are getting married…
She looked up at him, with tears still falling like rain, and this time, he also looked back.
House: How could toi do that? ---- toi decided things for me… This is my damn life and toi chose things without my consent?
Cate: I know it was my fault… I have accepted that and I have suffered every bit of pain I had after we parted ways, wasn’t that it enough for you?
House: Nothing is plus than enough because I no longer care what you’re suffering for…
Cate: Greg… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…
House: Tell those sorry – s to the fly, maybe he’ll listen to toi but not me…
He walked to the bathroom and slammed the door close while Cate was left with some plus tears to shed.
In Michigan, on the other hand, things were moving smoothly for Cuddy. She turned out to be a hands-on mom to Rachel who apparently learned how to mumble simple words like mama. Wilson would often drive to visit them way back from New Jersey, just like this afternoon.
Wilson: She sure learned a lot of words lately and that brought her to a deep sleep…
He reached out his hand to caress the sleeping baby’s face.
Cuddy: I guess so… I’ve been lire her bedtime stories, each night if I could… If I fail to, I just let her listen to some nursery rhymes…
Wilson: What a formula to make Rachel the suivant dean of medicine…
They both scoffed before leaving the baby in the nursery and head to the living room where they sat suivant to each other on the couch.
Wilson: Enjoying your stay?
Cuddy: <smiled> Each jour just keeps getting better than the last one…
Wilson: I guess toi have the same progress rapporter with House lately…
Cuddy: He does?
Wilson: I guess Cate do her job very well…
Cuddy: I’m happy to know…
Wilson: If only what I told toi is true…
Cuddy: toi mean toi lied with his progress?
Wilson: I lied about Cate doing her job very well…
Cuddy threw him a stare he knew he should answer at once.
Wilson: He’s pushing her away… House is being House to her and the last time I checked, she’s getting hurt… She’s suffering multiple emotional bruises from him…
Cuddy: Okay the first three were believable but the last…
Wilson: <smiled> I know but toi know what I mean…
Cuddy looked slightly down and nodded and Wilson looked at her.
Wilson: I guess after a month, House still looks for you…
Cuddy: <looked at him chuckling> Now you’re being exaggerating…
Wilson: Some truths are and I know this is one of them… He’s still into toi that’s why House is pushing Cate away…
Cuddy chuckled again as she looked down and stir her tea. Wilson was looking straight to her, noticing every detail of her face even from one side alone. Every piece of the woman beside him, he admired.
Wilson: <whispery> Damn it…
She looked at him and saw nothing but the same looks House threw to her when they kissed. She shivered and tried to look away again and the oncologist the same.
Wilson: I… I’m sorry…
Cuddy: <tried to smile> No biggie…
They both turned to look at each other again and it was followed par another awkward silence. Both hearts were racing, pulses skyrockets and the suivant thing Wilson noticed was his hand slowly grabbing Cuddy’s neck, moving her face closer to his as he did the same. In less than a minute, eyes were shut tightly as their tongues battled in their mouths. The kisses were slow and full of passion and desire until reality struck Cuddy. She wasn’t supposed to be s’embrasser this man. He’s HOUSE’S BEST FRIEND and he’s another employee. If she will let him do his way, how much dignity and reputation will be left for her? On the other hand, Wilson loved what was happening but he knows he can’t indulge himself on this. This is a sin, a crime and a betrayal. Both of them broke the Kiss when they have concluded, in their minds, that this is no way “just-friends” act. Wilson swallowed as Cuddy turned to face sideway for her not to meet his stares.
Wilson: I… I just got carried away…
Cuddy: I guess I felt the same way…
Their eyes finally met again and Wilson nodded back at her.
Wilson: Spur of the moment…
Cuddy: <sighed> Yah… That moment shouldn’t come back…
Wilson: It won’t… It shouldn’t…
Back in Mayfield, House was standing a few steps from Pitt’s table, tableau but his doctor wasn’t on his chair. He was fixing the livres he first pulled out earlier with his back facing his patient.
Pitt: House, I know you’ve got principles but the shouting was over the edge already… She’s not here to be Cuddy, she’s here to be your doctor… toi disrespected her and if the board knew this, you’re off to detention…
House: What is this? Third grade?
Pitt: <faced House> toi know we have rules…
House: And I have rules myself… What I did was just triggered with her being around me.
Pitt: Tell that to the board tomorrow.
House gave out a sighed and Pitt continued putting the livres in order in the shelf when suddenly the door opened and their attention was caught par Cate who was now standing par the doorway with bags placed suivant to her.
Pitt: <stammered> What the hell is this?
Cate: I’m leaving…
Pitt: Look, that was just ---
Cate: I can’t stay here longer… I did my job and…
Pitt: Cate…
Cate: Things will be the same the moment I leave…
Pitt: toi don’t know that…
Cate: We can’t know everything…
Pitt gave out a sigh as Cate approached House who just stayed standing and blankly looked at her.
Cate: <tried to smile> Thanks for opening my eyes. Thanks for letting me know, toi can no longer l’amour me as before. Giving toi up, isn’t easy… but it is simple. I don’t want to and I’ll never will. --- I’m grateful to see toi again House, and I was the happiest woman in the world when I was “with” you.
House nodded back and Cate slowly moved towards him. She held his face for a moment before leaning her self towards him and giving him a kiss. She was licking his mouth under her lips but he didn’t bother responding. He had his eyes open and was looking away from her face while she cared closing hers but did the same the moment she pulled back with frustration.
Cate: <extending a hand for a farewell> Guess this is good-bye…
He lifted his right hand and shook Cate’s. She smiled but was still holding her tears before turning back, picking up her bags, gave a nod to Pitt and went out from the room.
One afternoon, the door slid open in House’s room and he silently entered. He went straight to his lit and took the edge of it as a siège without looking at Cate who happened to be in the room beforehand. He took off his shoes as the psychiatrist looked at him with a folder at hand.
Cate: I… read your file this morning. Turns out you’re doing great.
House didn’t bother looking at her but nodded in return.
Cate: toi want something to eat before we start our session? I brought some ---
House: No, thank you…
He stood up and took the towel that was lying on his lit before standing up. Cate gave out a sigh and walked to block his way. Only then were they able to look at each others eyes again but this time, since it wasn’t through webcam, the tension was real and was killing her easily. Both held furious look as blue landed on brown ones.
Cate: What the hell do toi want, House? What plus do toi want? I have done everything I could to make toi ---
House: No toi didn’t…
Cate: Is this your plan? What is this? A payback?
House: Payback? Why, did I borrow something from you?
He tried to déplacer vers l'avant, vers l’avant but she just pulled him back that just pissed him off.
Cate: If this has something to do with what I did to toi four years ago, tell me so I won’t act dumb!
House: You’re the one who a dit that not me… If you’re jouer la comédie like dumb, it’s your fault, it’s your damn choice to act like one. Why bother put the blame on me?
Cate: Because you’re the one who’s making me act like one!
House: Rewind, yes, this is a damn payback of what toi did! --- toi let me expect you’ll walk out of North Pole and be with me but hell, toi stayed! toi stayed with Sean and toi didn’t tell me about it! --- toi fooled me, that’s all toi did, toi fooled me!
Cate: House, I didn’t! I do not have a choice!
House: Don’t give me a piece of crap because toi have a choice! What are you? An eight an old who doesn’t know what she wanted, if beurre is better than jell-o?!
Cate: Shut up because toi don’t know anything!
House: I don’t know anything because toi didn’t tell me everything!
Silence. Panting from each of them were the only ones one could hear in the room. House was holding his anger as Cate cried before him. She was pale but he was tomate red. She slowly sat down on the edge of the lit with hands wiping the tears that had fallen.
Cate: I know I have the choice and it was my job to make… but I didn’t… ---- I was afraid to let toi know because I know you’ll get hurt and I don’t want it to happen…
House: Like I wasn’t hurt when toi didn’t…
Cate: I know but… I’m sure it’ll be twice as painful if I called toi up and… and… and tell toi that Sean and I are getting married…
She looked up at him, with tears still falling like rain, and this time, he also looked back.
House: How could toi do that? ---- toi decided things for me… This is my damn life and toi chose things without my consent?
Cate: I know it was my fault… I have accepted that and I have suffered every bit of pain I had after we parted ways, wasn’t that it enough for you?
House: Nothing is plus than enough because I no longer care what you’re suffering for…
Cate: Greg… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…
House: Tell those sorry – s to the fly, maybe he’ll listen to toi but not me…
He walked to the bathroom and slammed the door close while Cate was left with some plus tears to shed.
In Michigan, on the other hand, things were moving smoothly for Cuddy. She turned out to be a hands-on mom to Rachel who apparently learned how to mumble simple words like mama. Wilson would often drive to visit them way back from New Jersey, just like this afternoon.
Wilson: She sure learned a lot of words lately and that brought her to a deep sleep…
He reached out his hand to caress the sleeping baby’s face.
Cuddy: I guess so… I’ve been lire her bedtime stories, each night if I could… If I fail to, I just let her listen to some nursery rhymes…
Wilson: What a formula to make Rachel the suivant dean of medicine…
They both scoffed before leaving the baby in the nursery and head to the living room where they sat suivant to each other on the couch.
Wilson: Enjoying your stay?
Cuddy: <smiled> Each jour just keeps getting better than the last one…
Wilson: I guess toi have the same progress rapporter with House lately…
Cuddy: He does?
Wilson: I guess Cate do her job very well…
Cuddy: I’m happy to know…
Wilson: If only what I told toi is true…
Cuddy: toi mean toi lied with his progress?
Wilson: I lied about Cate doing her job very well…
Cuddy threw him a stare he knew he should answer at once.
Wilson: He’s pushing her away… House is being House to her and the last time I checked, she’s getting hurt… She’s suffering multiple emotional bruises from him…
Cuddy: Okay the first three were believable but the last…
Wilson: <smiled> I know but toi know what I mean…
Cuddy looked slightly down and nodded and Wilson looked at her.
Wilson: I guess after a month, House still looks for you…
Cuddy: <looked at him chuckling> Now you’re being exaggerating…
Wilson: Some truths are and I know this is one of them… He’s still into toi that’s why House is pushing Cate away…
Cuddy chuckled again as she looked down and stir her tea. Wilson was looking straight to her, noticing every detail of her face even from one side alone. Every piece of the woman beside him, he admired.
Wilson: <whispery> Damn it…
She looked at him and saw nothing but the same looks House threw to her when they kissed. She shivered and tried to look away again and the oncologist the same.
Wilson: I… I’m sorry…
Cuddy: <tried to smile> No biggie…
They both turned to look at each other again and it was followed par another awkward silence. Both hearts were racing, pulses skyrockets and the suivant thing Wilson noticed was his hand slowly grabbing Cuddy’s neck, moving her face closer to his as he did the same. In less than a minute, eyes were shut tightly as their tongues battled in their mouths. The kisses were slow and full of passion and desire until reality struck Cuddy. She wasn’t supposed to be s’embrasser this man. He’s HOUSE’S BEST FRIEND and he’s another employee. If she will let him do his way, how much dignity and reputation will be left for her? On the other hand, Wilson loved what was happening but he knows he can’t indulge himself on this. This is a sin, a crime and a betrayal. Both of them broke the Kiss when they have concluded, in their minds, that this is no way “just-friends” act. Wilson swallowed as Cuddy turned to face sideway for her not to meet his stares.
Wilson: I… I just got carried away…
Cuddy: I guess I felt the same way…
Their eyes finally met again and Wilson nodded back at her.
Wilson: Spur of the moment…
Cuddy: <sighed> Yah… That moment shouldn’t come back…
Wilson: It won’t… It shouldn’t…
Back in Mayfield, House was standing a few steps from Pitt’s table, tableau but his doctor wasn’t on his chair. He was fixing the livres he first pulled out earlier with his back facing his patient.
Pitt: House, I know you’ve got principles but the shouting was over the edge already… She’s not here to be Cuddy, she’s here to be your doctor… toi disrespected her and if the board knew this, you’re off to detention…
House: What is this? Third grade?
Pitt: <faced House> toi know we have rules…
House: And I have rules myself… What I did was just triggered with her being around me.
Pitt: Tell that to the board tomorrow.
House gave out a sighed and Pitt continued putting the livres in order in the shelf when suddenly the door opened and their attention was caught par Cate who was now standing par the doorway with bags placed suivant to her.
Pitt: <stammered> What the hell is this?
Cate: I’m leaving…
Pitt: Look, that was just ---
Cate: I can’t stay here longer… I did my job and…
Pitt: Cate…
Cate: Things will be the same the moment I leave…
Pitt: toi don’t know that…
Cate: We can’t know everything…
Pitt gave out a sigh as Cate approached House who just stayed standing and blankly looked at her.
Cate: <tried to smile> Thanks for opening my eyes. Thanks for letting me know, toi can no longer l’amour me as before. Giving toi up, isn’t easy… but it is simple. I don’t want to and I’ll never will. --- I’m grateful to see toi again House, and I was the happiest woman in the world when I was “with” you.
House nodded back and Cate slowly moved towards him. She held his face for a moment before leaning her self towards him and giving him a kiss. She was licking his mouth under her lips but he didn’t bother responding. He had his eyes open and was looking away from her face while she cared closing hers but did the same the moment she pulled back with frustration.
Cate: <extending a hand for a farewell> Guess this is good-bye…
He lifted his right hand and shook Cate’s. She smiled but was still holding her tears before turning back, picking up her bags, gave a nod to Pitt and went out from the room.
I was lire up on opiate withdrawal and apparently toi can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the suivant morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the l’espace of a horrible 24 heure detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every heure ou so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the suivant morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the l’espace of a horrible 24 heure detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every heure ou so like before.
Short and simple :)