BabyBell's Secret Santa Gift!

House sat at the bar nursing a glass of Scotch as he had become accustomed to doing as of late. This evening Wilson sat down beside him as House turned up the shot.

"Bartender", House beckoned him, another "Scotch" for me and a "Shirley Temple"for the innocent looking one.

"Wilson", keep the lectures short because I have a hot woman waiting on me at home.

Yes I was wondering why toi would be at a bar when toi have her waiting for toi at home? Then I remembered toi are in l’amour with Cuddy.

"You are not as much fun as toi use to be Wilson."

"House", I went par the apartment and Dominica a dit you...

Well, some of toi had the idea, I tried to write something.

Cuddy is working in her office when her bleeper sounds : “Wait for toi in my office. Urgent”. She looks at it and is surprised when she sees that’s from Wilson. What the hell does he want? She has a lot to do and has no time to lose! Well, he a dit it’s urgent, maybe a problem with a patient. She stands up and goes to Wilson’s office.
Bip!Bip!Bip! … Bip!Bip!Bip!
-You don’t answer? asks Foreman.
-No, it’s probably nothing important, réponses House.
Bip!Bip!Bip! … Bip!Bip!Bip!
-House! Please, look at it, this sound drives me...

New chapter ! Ready to go ? Buckle up !

When Cuddy arrives at the hospital today, she feels uneasy and tense. She has the impression that everybody looks at her. Relax, Lisa, it’s just your imagination, how can they know for toi and James ? toi really need some days off. She goes to her office. There, she can try to relax and takes a little time to think about last weekend. But she has a lot of work to do, and certain tasks are urgent. She works since an heure maybe, when someone knocks at the door and enters her office. It’s Wilson. What a relief ! She was afraid it could be House. She’s...

From the hearts having hours of
hope, harmony and health,
To the hearts having to
handle hurtful hours,
To the hostile hearts holding
hate, hopelessness and harm,
To the hearts helping
humankind hit happiness and
To the hilarious hearts having
hassle-free happy hours,
Every cœur, coeur is the same
It lives to love

Crazy because of happiness and pain
Crazy because of the life with you
Crazy because of the thoughts that I l’amour you
We're like the rose with thorns
Loving with the body, wounding with the lips
Crazy because of the Rebelle wishes - toi and me

I will Kiss your hands,
I will Kiss your lips
All that I've got is...

Here chapter 2 of this Wuddyfic! Hope toi enjoy it!


They sit down, drink their margaritas without a word. And Wilson, asks her :
-Do toi want another drink ? I think I need one actually.
-Yeah, me too. I don’t wanna go accueil yet, I don’t wanna be alone tonight, she réponses and gives him an intense gaze. Her eyes seems to implore him to stay with her tonight ou did he imagine that ?
He goes to order their drinks. While he’s waiting at the counter, he sees a group of young men who are laughing, they seem to enjoy their evening. Suddenly, one of them sees Lisa, this guy stares at her and Wilson...

Dream ou Nightmare ?
Well, first of all, don’t get me wrong, I’m a Huddy, I want House and Cuddy together, I miss them and the break-up happened only a few weeks ago. I wish they’ll go back together, at least at the end if not before the final.
But some of toi give me mentioned a possible Wuddy ? WTF I thought ! Cuddy is House’s woman, she can’t be with another and certainly not with Wilson ! After a while, I found this idea interesting, and last night I dreamt of it. So I decided to write this fic.
Hope toi enjoy it !

Cuddy and Wilson are in House’s bedroom. Wilson tries to comfort...