House/Cuddy in 'Bombshells'

AT THE HOSPITAL!!!

Michael and House were rushed into the ER on gurneys.

And Cameron was called as the nurses recognized House.

"What do we have?" Cameron asked as she put on her gloves.

" It's House. And Michael."

Cameron's face literally turned pale. A few secondes later she immediatly snapped into action.

" Page Cuddy a 911 at ER." She a dit to a nurse behind her.

She was torn between helping Michael, the dean's son, Who if anything were to happen to him she would kill them. And helping House, the dean's fiancee, who if anything happen to him, she would kill them.

" Bring House to the X-ray room and...

The bar tender nodded before leaving them alone; the ambience of the bar was dark with small sconces on the walls, and the lights over the pool tables, lighting up the bar. A retro jukebox in the corner stood out like lit-up Christmas tree.

Cuddy was wearing a dark purple dress, low cut with some black beading on the hem; which skimmed past her knees. She still wore her black high heels, although her hair was even curlier and half was pinned up with chopsticks.

Compared to House, who was only wearing a chemise and veste with black jeans.


Cuddy: Thanks…wait. Greg?

House: salut Lisa.

Cuddy: Wow. You...

Wilson and House walked side par side while House through back some vicodin. They were just walking away from Wilson's office when House held out his hand.
"You owe me."
"How much did I say?"
"One hundred big ones."
"Fine. Here."
Wilson slapped five twenties he had snatched out from his wallet into House's hand.
"I didn't think she would give in that easily."
"Oh toi don't even know the half of it. toi knew though right?"
"Of course. A week after toi asked her out. toi avoided me the whole week till I confronted you. So I knew toi did it."
"And she has no clue. And I have extra money now, and toi get...

THE PPTH MISSION OF 2008!

HUDDY FANFIC par HUDDYCRAZY1331
Chapter 1: Population- Two: Oncologist and Patient!
(Alexis Harrison’s POV)

“Dr. Wilson, I have a question.” I asked as Dr. James Wilson inspected the IV Fluids that were keeping me stable.

“Yes?” He asked. I must to admit, I was a tad afraid of asking this question but curiosity was eating me alive and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Do you- Are you- You’re good Friends with Dr. House, right?” Ok, so I chickened out at the last second. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid! I knew I had to finish what I had started, though. I had to know....