A/N: So yeah new fic =DDD I was listening to “No Way” par Lady Gaga and this fic started developing in my head =)) So I hope toi like it. R&R
Mmh also this chapter was meant to be longer but then it felt as a one-shot and well it was a weird mix… As usual the lyrics are in italics and I have to admit that I combined them… So don’t blame me if toi listen to the song and say “Hey that’s not right, that line is after this one” ou anything like that ;) I use lyrics as I need them. l’amour to all <33 <33
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I saw a shadow and I knew that it wasn’t mine.
Cuddy was going to apologize with House, she had realized that she did not l’amour Lucas. She had been lying to herself and to him, and she felt bad especially because he had tried so hard.
She was standing in front of Wilson’s door, House was still staying with him. Hesitating she raised her hand to knock on the door but she let her hand fell to her side again. She took a breath and laid her hand on the doorknob. She slowly turned the doorknob and discovered that House hadn’t locked it. Cuddy took another breath and opened the door softly. She saw a shadow passing by.
You and her, I know that toi are intertwined
She first thought it must have been Wilson but the shadow was too big to be from him. She walked into the apartment and her jaw instantly fell open. The shadow had been from a woman.
It would have been ok if it had just been a woman standing there but she was with House. Not that House being with a woman was a problem but it was when he was s’embrasser her.
Even though, her clothes were on and everything
Cuddy felt … She didn’t know how because there were so many emotions going through her. Sadness, betrayal, hate, anger. The emotions had La Reine des Neiges her as she was still looking at the two intertwined figures across the apartment.
She decided the best emotion was anger, and she could feel the range building in her blood, making her cœur, coeur and breathing to race.
Your eyes were somewhere else and toi were both to blame
The anger sent an impulse that caused Cuddy to move, she stomped out of the apartment and slammed the door.
This is my house and I won’t allow that disrespect
House heard the stump and broke the kiss. His eyes fixed in the door. He thought it had been Wilson.
“I’ll be right back.” House a dit walking towards the door. The woman just nodded. He opened the door expecting an annoyed Wilson. The only thing that was there was an empty alley with flickering lights.
He turned to his head to the right and noticed a manteau flushing par the stairs. He recognized the coat, it was hers and even though he saw it for a second, there was another evidence, her perfume was in the air. Cuddy.
“Who was it?” A German accent asked.
“I think toi should leave.”
“But House-“House was looking at the floor not meeting her eyes. He was full of blame and shame.
“Lydia, just…leave.”
She grabbed her bourse, sac à main and looked at House in disbelief. House looked as she left.
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Don’t say a word
I’m sure that it won’t be enough
To erase what I know just happens now what dreams are made of
Cuddy woke up, tears in her eyes. The clock read 1:23 am, she wiped away her tears and sat up. The flashbacks of earlier that night were disturbing her mind.
She sighed and turned the night stand lamp on. She could not believe what House had done. What was his excuse? Maybe it was too late and House had donné up, just like Cuddy had done with him.
Whatever reason he had was illogical for Cuddy, if he had fought that hard, if he knew her like he a dit he did, why did he give up? It was all Cuddy’s fault. She turned off the lamp and cuddled within the sheets.
She felt a hand wrapping around her waist. Another tear rolled down. She wished she could blame him, the one who had entered in her life when she felt empty. She had been so dumb thinking that even if she didn’t l’amour him, she could form a family with him.
She was afraid of going back to sleep, afraid of the images hunting her dreams, afraid of having a lovely dream where everything was perfect, afraid of being afraid to go back to reality. In her mind the thought of staying numb was the solution, and so she did.
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Mmh also this chapter was meant to be longer but then it felt as a one-shot and well it was a weird mix… As usual the lyrics are in italics and I have to admit that I combined them… So don’t blame me if toi listen to the song and say “Hey that’s not right, that line is after this one” ou anything like that ;) I use lyrics as I need them. l’amour to all <33 <33
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I saw a shadow and I knew that it wasn’t mine.
Cuddy was going to apologize with House, she had realized that she did not l’amour Lucas. She had been lying to herself and to him, and she felt bad especially because he had tried so hard.
She was standing in front of Wilson’s door, House was still staying with him. Hesitating she raised her hand to knock on the door but she let her hand fell to her side again. She took a breath and laid her hand on the doorknob. She slowly turned the doorknob and discovered that House hadn’t locked it. Cuddy took another breath and opened the door softly. She saw a shadow passing by.
You and her, I know that toi are intertwined
She first thought it must have been Wilson but the shadow was too big to be from him. She walked into the apartment and her jaw instantly fell open. The shadow had been from a woman.
It would have been ok if it had just been a woman standing there but she was with House. Not that House being with a woman was a problem but it was when he was s’embrasser her.
Even though, her clothes were on and everything
Cuddy felt … She didn’t know how because there were so many emotions going through her. Sadness, betrayal, hate, anger. The emotions had La Reine des Neiges her as she was still looking at the two intertwined figures across the apartment.
She decided the best emotion was anger, and she could feel the range building in her blood, making her cœur, coeur and breathing to race.
Your eyes were somewhere else and toi were both to blame
The anger sent an impulse that caused Cuddy to move, she stomped out of the apartment and slammed the door.
This is my house and I won’t allow that disrespect
House heard the stump and broke the kiss. His eyes fixed in the door. He thought it had been Wilson.
“I’ll be right back.” House a dit walking towards the door. The woman just nodded. He opened the door expecting an annoyed Wilson. The only thing that was there was an empty alley with flickering lights.
He turned to his head to the right and noticed a manteau flushing par the stairs. He recognized the coat, it was hers and even though he saw it for a second, there was another evidence, her perfume was in the air. Cuddy.
“Who was it?” A German accent asked.
“I think toi should leave.”
“But House-“House was looking at the floor not meeting her eyes. He was full of blame and shame.
“Lydia, just…leave.”
She grabbed her bourse, sac à main and looked at House in disbelief. House looked as she left.
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Don’t say a word
I’m sure that it won’t be enough
To erase what I know just happens now what dreams are made of
Cuddy woke up, tears in her eyes. The clock read 1:23 am, she wiped away her tears and sat up. The flashbacks of earlier that night were disturbing her mind.
She sighed and turned the night stand lamp on. She could not believe what House had done. What was his excuse? Maybe it was too late and House had donné up, just like Cuddy had done with him.
Whatever reason he had was illogical for Cuddy, if he had fought that hard, if he knew her like he a dit he did, why did he give up? It was all Cuddy’s fault. She turned off the lamp and cuddled within the sheets.
She felt a hand wrapping around her waist. Another tear rolled down. She wished she could blame him, the one who had entered in her life when she felt empty. She had been so dumb thinking that even if she didn’t l’amour him, she could form a family with him.
She was afraid of going back to sleep, afraid of the images hunting her dreams, afraid of having a lovely dream where everything was perfect, afraid of being afraid to go back to reality. In her mind the thought of staying numb was the solution, and so she did.
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I got this info off the house boards over on the house website. this person has posté spoilers before and they always turn out to be true most of the time so i trust this person.
There is after all a light of hope at the end of the tunnel:
S
P
O
I
L
E
R
Just in: this person has inside info on House and is VERYreliable-
seems that the purpose of this arc(C/L) is to further C feelings for H...
(for what this person perceives).
..that Cuddy finds out that House doesnt take her relationship with Lucas lightly.
Have a nice night!!
There is after all a light of hope at the end of the tunnel:
S
P
O
I
L
E
R
Just in: this person has inside info on House and is VERYreliable-
seems that the purpose of this arc(C/L) is to further C feelings for H...
(for what this person perceives).
..that Cuddy finds out that House doesnt take her relationship with Lucas lightly.
Have a nice night!!
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 :)
"Unless you love her"
Thats a good angle to make out *points out*
