House went back to his office. He looked at the pile of papers on his desk. camelote, indésirable mail. He looked at his watch. He had 2 minutes before he started the rest of his clinic duty. He, once again, got up and went down to the 1st floor. He signed in and walked towards the waiting room. He passed Cuddy's office to see her sitting at her bureau staring out the window. 'Probably figuring everything out.I should give her time to think. In fact I should sit down and think. But the clinic awaits' he thought. "Is there a Mrs.Barter here?" House asked the room full of patients. An older lady in the back raised her hand. "Come with me to Exam room 1 please." House a dit to her. The lady followed him to the exam room. "Hi. I'm Dr.House. toi can call me...well how about Dr.House. What seems to be the problem?" House asked. " Well I just turned 55 and when my mother was 55 she was diognosed with breast cancer. So for my birthday I was supposed to go see my son and his fiance but instead I grabbed a flight to Fiji. I figured that it was my last an to live so I did everything that toi could imagine." She said. " I could imagine a lot of sick and twisted things, so why dont toi start listing." House a dit to her. "Well lets see I ate worms from a tree, had sex with 4 guys all under the age of 30, drank sea water, shared a needle with a homo, snuffed crack off of a homeless man's forhead, and got SO drunk off of so many drinks." She said. "Wow! I think I'm going to need a consult on this one. Hold on one moment." House said. Then he called Wilson's office. "Wilson I'm gonna need a consult on someone who thinks she has breast cancer." "House I am not going to come down there to look at someone's breasts." Wilson replied. "Well thats not what I had in mind but if toi need to toi can. Just let me cover my eyes." House replied. "This better be good." And then they hung up. Wilson walked into the room. "You think toi have breast cancer?" Wilson asked Mrs.Barter. " Well I dont know. I guess I'm just a little worried, thats all." She said. "Why dont toi tell Dr.Wilson what toi did on your trip to Fiji." House seggested. And so Mrs. Barter did. "Umm. toi know I think toi might have some other things wrong with toi that toi might want to pay a little plus attention to. But I'll set toi up for a mammogram to test toi for cancer. Mean while I want toi to hand this note to the nurse out there and she'll get toi taken care of." Wilson said. "So toi sure toi dont wanna check out her boobs?" House asked. "Yeah...Maybe suivant time. See ya House." "Yep." House a dit as the suivant patient came in.
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Cuddy sat at her bureau for the rest of the jour just thinking about nothing but House. 'This is so...different. This isnt the House that I'm used to. I like this House. In fact I l’amour this House. I l’amour HOUSE!!! HOLY SHIT I l’amour HOUSE!!' She kept thinking about him. And what had happened today. She looked at the picture in her hand. She wondered what House was doing right now. She got up and opened up one of her doors on her little cabinet. She pulled out her bottle of wine and a glass. She drank the whole thing! Then she got her other bottle of wine and drank till she fell asleep.
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"Mrs. Peuter, I doubled checked the tests. toi do not have an STD, ou any other disease!! toi are FINE!" House explained to his last patient of the day. He had been trying to explain to the 78 an old that she didnt have an STD for the past half hour. "Well if toi insist. toi dont have to get so grumpy." She said. Then walked out of the exam room. House got up and signed out. He went back up to his office and grabbed his backpack. When he came back down he swung around to see what Cuddy was up to. He walked into her room to find the blinds drawn. He looked around the room. He saw Cuddy lying ontop of her desk, snoring, with an empty wine bottle in hand and the other bottle on the floor...empty also. He smiled and chuckled.
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Cuddy sat at her bureau for the rest of the jour just thinking about nothing but House. 'This is so...different. This isnt the House that I'm used to. I like this House. In fact I l’amour this House. I l’amour HOUSE!!! HOLY SHIT I l’amour HOUSE!!' She kept thinking about him. And what had happened today. She looked at the picture in her hand. She wondered what House was doing right now. She got up and opened up one of her doors on her little cabinet. She pulled out her bottle of wine and a glass. She drank the whole thing! Then she got her other bottle of wine and drank till she fell asleep.
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"Mrs. Peuter, I doubled checked the tests. toi do not have an STD, ou any other disease!! toi are FINE!" House explained to his last patient of the day. He had been trying to explain to the 78 an old that she didnt have an STD for the past half hour. "Well if toi insist. toi dont have to get so grumpy." She said. Then walked out of the exam room. House got up and signed out. He went back up to his office and grabbed his backpack. When he came back down he swung around to see what Cuddy was up to. He walked into her room to find the blinds drawn. He looked around the room. He saw Cuddy lying ontop of her desk, snoring, with an empty wine bottle in hand and the other bottle on the floor...empty also. He smiled and chuckled.
He looked...
Okay, this poem is basically in Cuddy's POV kind of to House. I wrote it to be kind of Cuddy's personal thing, but of course, it turned into Huddy. My first article on this spot AND Huddy poem, so please tell me what toi think! It's short and might be a bit confusing at first, but here it goes;
Love.
And that's all I ever wanted.
How did I get here?
Just crying in an empty room
Once again a vacant world to me
I'm hurting and I'm sure toi know
I hope, and that's just what i do
That the world could be, just be
What i want it to, another happy ending
Which we both know it won't be
Just hold me, so for a second
I could pretend it is
Could pretend it can
Pretend it could be
And maybe I could l’amour you
And pretend i didn't know
That it was one of the few things
I was missing.
I know it kind of sucks, but it's my first and what do toi expect?
Love.
And that's all I ever wanted.
How did I get here?
Just crying in an empty room
Once again a vacant world to me
I'm hurting and I'm sure toi know
I hope, and that's just what i do
That the world could be, just be
What i want it to, another happy ending
Which we both know it won't be
Just hold me, so for a second
I could pretend it is
Could pretend it can
Pretend it could be
And maybe I could l’amour you
And pretend i didn't know
That it was one of the few things
I was missing.
I know it kind of sucks, but it's my first and what do toi expect?
