Huddy s7 <3

Just dropping par to share my opinion, which I haven't done in a loooooooooooooooooooooooong time.

There are two possibilities when it comes to this season ending.

If it is the last season of House, I can see it ending with Cuddy dying and House having to raise Rachel on his own.
The seconde option, season 7 not being the final season, would be something happening in the procedure and/or House lying to Cuddy big time, screwing their relationship completely.

The problem is,
I could also see Cuddy dying and montrer not ending.
House has been happy for far too long when it comes to this show.
And the wedding,...

"I'm Here"
    Even though I’m in the midst of écriture a multi-chapter fic, this one shot kind of came to me out of nowhere. It’s my take on what happened directly after “Help Me.” Enjoy!
    
House and Cuddy had been in House’s bathroom for only a couple minutes (to them time had stopped) when Cuddy started to yawn. House pulled away from her lips, and Cuddy looked up at him, somewhat sheepishly.
    “I guess…I’m kind of tired.” Cuddy yawned widely again and, as if on cue, House yawned widely as well. Cuddy giggled...

How could I possibly NOT write a one shot after that *____*

Wilson stood in front of House's apartment door trying to recompose before he knocked on them.
He'd gotten a call for Foreman, some odd 2 hours before. The call had alarmed Wilson. Foreman had a dit that House was in the worst shape possible and not only was he physically hurt, he was mentally unstable as well.
Wilson was so afraid that House would most certainly do something really stupid... like taking Vicodin... ou pushing a couteau into a socket.
He just hoped it was neither, took a deep breath and knocked on the door he'd been standing...

So this is a sequel to “Stacy’s Return.” If toi haven’t read “Stacy’s Return” I highly suggest it because toi may be a little lost, but toi should still be able to follow this if toi haven’t. Stacy’s Return was written in between the airings of Braveheart and Known Unknowns so everything taking place after Braveheart does not exist in this alternate House world (lol).
I also want to clear up a numerical error I made in the last chapter of Stacy’s Return: October/October. It says 15 months later but it should have a dit 17 months. Rachel should be 2 years and 10 months older...

Here is my submission to the Season 7 Huddy Challenge, in which we proclaim to the world how we think the first Huddy scene of the new season should go!

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    “You rang?” House pushed Cuddy’s office door open, then realized that Wilson was sitting in one of the chairs in front of her desk. House quirked an eyebrow at his boss. “How can I help you?”
    “Got a case.” Cuddy got out of her chair and came around her desk, reaching for a file sitting on the corner of her outbox. “Wilson just brought it in.”
    “23-year-old,”...

Latley, there has been alot of débats about Huddy and Luddy here on the Huddy spot.

I used to visit this spot plus than any other spot on fanpop. I loved écriture fics, making images, and squee-ing about Huddy with others who were as obsessed with Huddy as I was.

I still l’amour doing thses things. The only thing that changed when Luddy was introduced was the Huddy spot itself.

When I come here, I feel like I'm diving into a requin tank.

We have people literally *attacking* individual users who aren't even THERE to begin with for doing nothing but not liking Huddy. Huddies on the Luddy spot making...

This chapter, is based on the movie Vitus, which is not mine, and I also included some things that have to do with Hugh L., who did not belong to me. As I a dit before, this is just fiction.

As they been agreed, Wilson was in front of House's house, stepped out of his car, walked to the door and rang the bell.
"Who is it? "Said House par the interphone.
"I'm Wilson, expecting someone else?"
"Ah, dear Jimmy! Wait, now I open! "After a rare sound from the door, Wilson entered the house and all he did was open his mouth.
"I'm here in the kitchen!" Yelled House, to his friend can located him. Within...

"Fifty two weeks out of the year, you're never sick. Three-hundred sixty-five days, and toi choose the one where we all have a good chance of dying to be dying even more. Very nice." They just lied together in a corner of the morgue, Cuddy lying nearly flat on the icy linoleum floor with House practically arching over her.
"I don't recall your sarcasm being a treatment to any known disease so far. I'm pretty sure whatever I have doesn't need it either."
"Just shut up." House glared at her as he ran his stethoscope up and down her back, and along her chest. As he did so, she tilted her head at...

I've been thinking a lot lately and I ended up coming up with this fan fic story. Titles had been taken from my fave songs and guys, I hope toi like this. Thanks for reading!

Featured song: link

There’s nothing new this morning but Cuddy find it unusual to feel no body sleeping suivant to her. Her eyes would l’amour to be shut again but she instantly jumped on her feet the moment she learned how late she is for work. She sure does thought of killing someone for not informing her to wake up and get dress for a meeting that was bound to start in 20 minutes.
“You’re an ass,” she a dit as she walked...

[It has been non-stop chaos since Cuddy arrived in the morning at PPTH. The clinic was packed with people. A doctor called in sick so she had to call in one of House's team to help out. Of course it wasn't House he volunteered Taub. A donor showed up unexpectedly and needed reassurance that his money was being put to good use in the oncology ward. It was in the afternoon when House came in asking permission to do a "necessary" but very dangerous procedure that could render his patient paralyzed. House is limping back and forth pacing in front of Cuddy desk.]

House: Cuddy we have to see if there...