Set after House was being released from Mayfield. Spoilers for season 6. House is already living with Wilson.
House was in the cuisine while Wilson was situated on the canapé watching some TV, drinking beer.
‘I’d never say you’d be the ne cooking while I was drinking in front of TV’ Wilson shouted in his direction.
‘A lot can change in a year’ House screamed back while making a risotto.
‘Says the one, who used to say that people don’t change’ Wilson a dit slowly going into the cuisine shuffling. He was in an old robe, his hair messy because of the late hour.
‘I a dit p-e-o-p-l-e don’t change, not things, situations’ House tasted his Risotto.
‘Right, yet you’ve changed, so when are toi going to fix your things with Cuddy? It’s been two weeks since you’re here and toi hardly spoke to her’ Wilson became plus serious.
“I…am not ready, Wilson’ he a dit sadly.
James patted him on the shoulder and went back to the living room ‘ Keep cooking, you’re good at it’ he said.
House added some oil to the frying pan and the room was filled with great scent of risotto.
Suddenly they heard a knock on the door.
‘I’ll get it’ Wilson a dit with his mouth full, some of the riz falling out of his mouth.
‘Ooh, I l’amour boys time’ House smiled at him.
“haha, yea. Could live like that forever, especially when you’re cooking’ Wilson finally made it to the door, cleaning his mouth with his sleeve he opened the door.
Behind the door stood Lisa Cuddy. She was a little bit nervous, her arms par her sides. She looked up at Wilson and he knew exactly what she wanted.
‘I‘ll leave the two of toi alone’ Wilson said, letting Lisa in.
‘Thanks’ she mouthed and soon they were left alone. She gently sit on the sofa suivant to him. He looked at his plate and continued eating.
‘You want some Risotto? There’s still a little bit left’
‘Yea, thanks’ She a dit smiling shyly at him.
House limped to the cuisine and brought her a plate.
‘Here’ he put a plate before her. And She nodded.
‘I’ll walk the dog, don’t worry, he hasn’t peed in aaaaaaaaaages, ou toi know what? I’ll visit Cameron and Chase, yes, they l’amour Hector’ Wilson a dit nervously, wanting to leave the ‘couple’ alone so they could talk everything through.
‘yeah, Wilson. Nice try to get us into lit toi sneaky little… just be back soon’ House said
‘I’ll miss you’ he winked at him.
‘Okay, that was. Weird’ Wilson looked suspiciously at him.
‘Just go!’ House screamed.
They heard a slam of the door and the silence filled the room.
‘So, toi cook now, huh?’ Lisa asked while eating.
‘Trying out some new things. I also learn French’ House a dit not looking at her.
‘It’s nice toi know… and delicious’
‘Thanks’ he a dit bluntly.
‘So’ she shrugged ‘How was in Mayfield?’ she looked seriously at him.
‘Crazy’ he laughed sadly ‘I’m glad I’m out’ he looked sincerely at her.
She smiled sadly at him. Wanting to take him in her arms and somehow comfort him. But it wasn’t their style. He’d laugh at her ou not? She doesn’t really know how he is after Mayfield. He seems to be more… human. So she put her hand above his, and took it. He didn’t flinch nor move. The sadness behind his eyes really moving her.
‘What’s wrong?’ she asked, not letting him go.
‘Nothing. I’d just like to get my life back. I like the new stuff I am doing but I miss my old life, job and surprisingly people’
‘I’m really working hard to get toi back and toi know it’
‘yeah, thanks Lisa’ he stared at his plate.
Cuddy knew something was bothering him.
'Yiheyeh Beseder' She whispered plus to herself than him.
TBC.
toi like? Is it worth continuing?
House was in the cuisine while Wilson was situated on the canapé watching some TV, drinking beer.
‘I’d never say you’d be the ne cooking while I was drinking in front of TV’ Wilson shouted in his direction.
‘A lot can change in a year’ House screamed back while making a risotto.
‘Says the one, who used to say that people don’t change’ Wilson a dit slowly going into the cuisine shuffling. He was in an old robe, his hair messy because of the late hour.
‘I a dit p-e-o-p-l-e don’t change, not things, situations’ House tasted his Risotto.
‘Right, yet you’ve changed, so when are toi going to fix your things with Cuddy? It’s been two weeks since you’re here and toi hardly spoke to her’ Wilson became plus serious.
“I…am not ready, Wilson’ he a dit sadly.
James patted him on the shoulder and went back to the living room ‘ Keep cooking, you’re good at it’ he said.
House added some oil to the frying pan and the room was filled with great scent of risotto.
Suddenly they heard a knock on the door.
‘I’ll get it’ Wilson a dit with his mouth full, some of the riz falling out of his mouth.
‘Ooh, I l’amour boys time’ House smiled at him.
“haha, yea. Could live like that forever, especially when you’re cooking’ Wilson finally made it to the door, cleaning his mouth with his sleeve he opened the door.
Behind the door stood Lisa Cuddy. She was a little bit nervous, her arms par her sides. She looked up at Wilson and he knew exactly what she wanted.
‘I‘ll leave the two of toi alone’ Wilson said, letting Lisa in.
‘Thanks’ she mouthed and soon they were left alone. She gently sit on the sofa suivant to him. He looked at his plate and continued eating.
‘You want some Risotto? There’s still a little bit left’
‘Yea, thanks’ She a dit smiling shyly at him.
House limped to the cuisine and brought her a plate.
‘Here’ he put a plate before her. And She nodded.
‘I’ll walk the dog, don’t worry, he hasn’t peed in aaaaaaaaaages, ou toi know what? I’ll visit Cameron and Chase, yes, they l’amour Hector’ Wilson a dit nervously, wanting to leave the ‘couple’ alone so they could talk everything through.
‘yeah, Wilson. Nice try to get us into lit toi sneaky little… just be back soon’ House said
‘I’ll miss you’ he winked at him.
‘Okay, that was. Weird’ Wilson looked suspiciously at him.
‘Just go!’ House screamed.
They heard a slam of the door and the silence filled the room.
‘So, toi cook now, huh?’ Lisa asked while eating.
‘Trying out some new things. I also learn French’ House a dit not looking at her.
‘It’s nice toi know… and delicious’
‘Thanks’ he a dit bluntly.
‘So’ she shrugged ‘How was in Mayfield?’ she looked seriously at him.
‘Crazy’ he laughed sadly ‘I’m glad I’m out’ he looked sincerely at her.
She smiled sadly at him. Wanting to take him in her arms and somehow comfort him. But it wasn’t their style. He’d laugh at her ou not? She doesn’t really know how he is after Mayfield. He seems to be more… human. So she put her hand above his, and took it. He didn’t flinch nor move. The sadness behind his eyes really moving her.
‘What’s wrong?’ she asked, not letting him go.
‘Nothing. I’d just like to get my life back. I like the new stuff I am doing but I miss my old life, job and surprisingly people’
‘I’m really working hard to get toi back and toi know it’
‘yeah, thanks Lisa’ he stared at his plate.
Cuddy knew something was bothering him.
'Yiheyeh Beseder' She whispered plus to herself than him.
TBC.
toi like? Is it worth continuing?
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.