Heyyy…so obviously this is chapter 2 and yeah…that’s pretty much all I have to say other than: Enjoy!!!
There stood Cuddy in her jeans, tee shirt, and pulled back hair, a sleeping baby in arm. He couldn’t help a little smile from forming on his lips. “Sure.” She nodded and walked in, emmediatley looking for a sûr, sans danger place to set Rachel so she could sleep. “Wilson has an extra comforter. If toi get my Vicodin on your way to the comforter I will watch Rachel.” She smirked and handed Rachel, carefully, over to House and then went to find the comforter.
He looked at the sleeping child who’s head rest on his chest…that’s when he realized the kid wasn’t sleeping. The precious baby girl was just staring up at House’s eyes…his cœur, coeur melt. “Hi.” His whisper voice made her smile. “Wanna play?” At the word ‘play’ her little head popped up and her hands went waving. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
House sat on the ground with Rachel and set her inbetween his legs facing him so she was sitting up. Grabbing some playdough that he had made a colorful replica of a stomach he set them on the ground between them. He took some out and put it in Rachel’s hand who just looked at him, confused. He took some as well and started molding it. As soon as she saw what to do with it she did the same.
She soon got the hang of things and saw House had the blue playdough and took it from him. “I have a feeling that toi get things your way…like mother like daughter.” Rachel giggled and started to blow bubbles with her spit, getting drool all over her mouth. “You drool a lot.” He a dit wiping her spit off of her with his hand. She started to chew on his hand and when he took it away she fussed so he had to keep it there. There was a giggle from behind where Cuddy had been watching them the whole time. “How long have toi been there?” He asked picking Rachel up, hand still in her mouth, and standing. “Long enough.” She smiled as House handed off Rachel to her. “Guess toi really don’t need the blanket anymore.” He took the large blanket and threw it off to the side while Cuddy and Rachel sat on the couch.
“So what brings toi ladies here at 3 AM?” He asked sitting in the chair suivant to them. Cuddy was clearly uncomfortable and contemplating wheither to talk ou not. “Well let me start off for thanking you…I know that toi are trying and that really means a lot. Also…I’m sorry. I should have told toi that I was seeing Lucas…I shouldn’t have hid him from you.” She laid her head in her free hand as Rachel squirmed and reached for House. “Cudy, it’s fine. toi were thinking and jouer la comédie logically.” At this moment House took Rachel from Cuddy and calmed her down. “I hid that I had sex with a woman at Mayfield…I actually felt like I was betraying you…It was weird.” Rachel grabbed at his scuff as he made funny faces at her. “I know! I felt like I was…betraying toi too…I felt and still feel really guilty…” “Don’t be.” “…I also know something that I don’t know if toi wanted me to know…” He looked up at her and gave her a funny look as if to say ‘proceed’. “Well…Lucas might have told me…what toi a dit when the two of toi talked…”
His head shot up and his eyes got big. “What?! I-I…What did he tell you?” He was starting to panick. “…he told me that toi said…that toi a dit toi loved me.” House rubbed his temples with his free hand and tried to quickly think of an excuse. “…did he tell toi I was drunk when we ‘talked’?” It was true…House was indeed drunk when he admitted his love. “…No…Were you?” Her eyes grew wary. “…yes.” He suddenley felt shy infront of her. House? Shy? Infront of…Cuddy? Yes. She had left out the most important part. “House…I broke up with Lucas.” His eyes once again grew. “What?! Why? When?” Joy, guilt, sadness, and worry filled him. “Yeah…just now and because I had a realization…” “For God’s sake Cuddy stop being so vague.” Rachel just sat and watched the two talk back and forth. “I…” Why was she suddenley so cowardly when 5 minutes il y a she was so fearless? “…I have to go.” They both stood at the same time and there was an awkward stare as Cuddy grabbed Rachel and headed for the door.
He rubbed his temples. It’s now ou maybe never, House. “Cuddy.” She stopped in the door frame and listened. “…just because I was drunk…it doesn’t mean…It doesn’t mean I didn’t mean what I said.” There. It was done. He had admitted his l’amour to her and now he felt like he was going to faint. But before he could get the chance to faint he saw tears streaming down her face and a small smile played on her lips as she was…walking towards him…??? Yup. Smiling, crying, and coming towards him. He hoped those 3 factors were good ou else he was about to be smacked.
She stopped a few short inches away from him and smiled through tears. No words were needed for House to smile and lean down to capture her lips in his. Sparks. Magic. Pure love. A baby on her hip, one hand on his face, and her whole cœur, coeur captured par him. One hand holding onto the woman of his dreams, the other on the little Angel in her arms, and his cœur, coeur captured par her. “I guess my 3-minute-charm trick worked.” “It took toi a little longer than 3 minutes.” They both smiled. It was a Kiss that they would remember for the rest of their lives not only because of the sweetness but because after their Kiss they noticed Wilson standing half-ass dressed and barely awake.
“Woah…That NyQuil is strong shit.”
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want Huddy romance!
Hahaha, I told toi I felt a song coming on…xDDD
*dances randomly because it’s 6 something AM and huddyforever has just reached hysteria…xDDD
Okeee so I hoped toi enjoyed and…keep on rockin’…:DDD
There stood Cuddy in her jeans, tee shirt, and pulled back hair, a sleeping baby in arm. He couldn’t help a little smile from forming on his lips. “Sure.” She nodded and walked in, emmediatley looking for a sûr, sans danger place to set Rachel so she could sleep. “Wilson has an extra comforter. If toi get my Vicodin on your way to the comforter I will watch Rachel.” She smirked and handed Rachel, carefully, over to House and then went to find the comforter.
He looked at the sleeping child who’s head rest on his chest…that’s when he realized the kid wasn’t sleeping. The precious baby girl was just staring up at House’s eyes…his cœur, coeur melt. “Hi.” His whisper voice made her smile. “Wanna play?” At the word ‘play’ her little head popped up and her hands went waving. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
House sat on the ground with Rachel and set her inbetween his legs facing him so she was sitting up. Grabbing some playdough that he had made a colorful replica of a stomach he set them on the ground between them. He took some out and put it in Rachel’s hand who just looked at him, confused. He took some as well and started molding it. As soon as she saw what to do with it she did the same.
She soon got the hang of things and saw House had the blue playdough and took it from him. “I have a feeling that toi get things your way…like mother like daughter.” Rachel giggled and started to blow bubbles with her spit, getting drool all over her mouth. “You drool a lot.” He a dit wiping her spit off of her with his hand. She started to chew on his hand and when he took it away she fussed so he had to keep it there. There was a giggle from behind where Cuddy had been watching them the whole time. “How long have toi been there?” He asked picking Rachel up, hand still in her mouth, and standing. “Long enough.” She smiled as House handed off Rachel to her. “Guess toi really don’t need the blanket anymore.” He took the large blanket and threw it off to the side while Cuddy and Rachel sat on the couch.
“So what brings toi ladies here at 3 AM?” He asked sitting in the chair suivant to them. Cuddy was clearly uncomfortable and contemplating wheither to talk ou not. “Well let me start off for thanking you…I know that toi are trying and that really means a lot. Also…I’m sorry. I should have told toi that I was seeing Lucas…I shouldn’t have hid him from you.” She laid her head in her free hand as Rachel squirmed and reached for House. “Cudy, it’s fine. toi were thinking and jouer la comédie logically.” At this moment House took Rachel from Cuddy and calmed her down. “I hid that I had sex with a woman at Mayfield…I actually felt like I was betraying you…It was weird.” Rachel grabbed at his scuff as he made funny faces at her. “I know! I felt like I was…betraying toi too…I felt and still feel really guilty…” “Don’t be.” “…I also know something that I don’t know if toi wanted me to know…” He looked up at her and gave her a funny look as if to say ‘proceed’. “Well…Lucas might have told me…what toi a dit when the two of toi talked…”
His head shot up and his eyes got big. “What?! I-I…What did he tell you?” He was starting to panick. “…he told me that toi said…that toi a dit toi loved me.” House rubbed his temples with his free hand and tried to quickly think of an excuse. “…did he tell toi I was drunk when we ‘talked’?” It was true…House was indeed drunk when he admitted his love. “…No…Were you?” Her eyes grew wary. “…yes.” He suddenley felt shy infront of her. House? Shy? Infront of…Cuddy? Yes. She had left out the most important part. “House…I broke up with Lucas.” His eyes once again grew. “What?! Why? When?” Joy, guilt, sadness, and worry filled him. “Yeah…just now and because I had a realization…” “For God’s sake Cuddy stop being so vague.” Rachel just sat and watched the two talk back and forth. “I…” Why was she suddenley so cowardly when 5 minutes il y a she was so fearless? “…I have to go.” They both stood at the same time and there was an awkward stare as Cuddy grabbed Rachel and headed for the door.
He rubbed his temples. It’s now ou maybe never, House. “Cuddy.” She stopped in the door frame and listened. “…just because I was drunk…it doesn’t mean…It doesn’t mean I didn’t mean what I said.” There. It was done. He had admitted his l’amour to her and now he felt like he was going to faint. But before he could get the chance to faint he saw tears streaming down her face and a small smile played on her lips as she was…walking towards him…??? Yup. Smiling, crying, and coming towards him. He hoped those 3 factors were good ou else he was about to be smacked.
She stopped a few short inches away from him and smiled through tears. No words were needed for House to smile and lean down to capture her lips in his. Sparks. Magic. Pure love. A baby on her hip, one hand on his face, and her whole cœur, coeur captured par him. One hand holding onto the woman of his dreams, the other on the little Angel in her arms, and his cœur, coeur captured par her. “I guess my 3-minute-charm trick worked.” “It took toi a little longer than 3 minutes.” They both smiled. It was a Kiss that they would remember for the rest of their lives not only because of the sweetness but because after their Kiss they noticed Wilson standing half-ass dressed and barely awake.
“Woah…That NyQuil is strong shit.”
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want Huddy romance!
Hahaha, I told toi I felt a song coming on…xDDD
*dances randomly because it’s 6 something AM and huddyforever has just reached hysteria…xDDD
Okeee so I hoped toi enjoyed and…keep on rockin’…:DDD
