Ahahah! Sinners, look at this!

*prepares protective umbrella for the barrage of tomatoes and cabbages that will surely be thrown her way...*

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    Eight ou nine days per episode…
    Lisa tapped the pen absentmindedly against the table, doing some mental arithmetic.
    Five episodes left…
    Greg and David exchanged looks, looked around to find the source of the noise, and glared.
    Assuming the worst, figure on 45 days? So roughly a mois and a half…
    “Lisa!” Both men suddenly yelled, and...

Happy Finale Day, everybody!

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    Lisa looked up as the elevator doors opened and Hugh stepped in, leaning heavily on his cane, a bruise flowering on the left side of his face. Lisa waved the file in her hand in his direction as the doors closed and he leaned against the mur to her right.
    “I got the transfer papers. The plasmapheresis is all set up…” She turned her head and frowned at the discoloration running up his cheek toward his temple. “Are toi ok?”
    As she reached up to touch the contusion Hugh grabbed at...

Someone tell how in the world I ended up with 20+ parts to this...?!

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    “Morning, Hugh,” Lisa called, coming out of her trailer a week later. Filming had begun on The Social Contract, and she had not had reason to be on set for a while. Hugh paused where he was talking to David par the breakfast table, tableau and smiled, waving her over.
    “How’ve toi been?” He asked, feeling a strange, settling feeling come over him. The whole time she hadn’t been on set they had no opportunity to speak to each other, on the phone ou otherwise, and now that...

Thanks for the reviews! Here's the suivant chappie! Our little lovebirds are slowly getting there!;) Enjoy!


‘What-ya doing?’, Lisa asked sweetly as Hugh busied himself in her kitchen. They had invited everyone to come to her house for dîner tonight and everyone but Omar and his wife were actually free and had promised to come. ‘Just searching for something to eat…’, Hugh a dit as he started to chercher the fruit basked par taking out all the fruit. ‘You do know that toi can actually eat fruit right? It’s not just decorative…’ Hugh sighed, ‘I know, but I was looking for something...

Thank toi for the reviews! This part is a little darker, but who knows it might just bring them closer...


After Susan left mister Hamley walked over to Hugh. ‘Excuse me for being so bold, but I thought toi could use this.’, he a dit as he put a glass of scotch in front of Hugh. Hugh nodded and gave the man a polite smile, ‘Thank you.’ Just as Mr. Hamley was about to walk away Hugh spoke up, ‘I-I don’t know if toi have any time, but… would you...’, he gestured to the siège opposite of him. ‘Sit with you?’, Hugh nodded. ‘Of course Mr. Laurie… I’m sorry Miss Susan left.’...

Hey! Thank toi so much for your reviews!
For this chapter; a little Hugh and Lisa cutiness, but also a new woman entering the picture...

‘Hey Liz!’, Hugh called Lisa as Stephen had just left. ‘Hey, so… you’re ready to go shopping yet?’ ‘Yeah, Stephen just left so…’ ‘Okay, toi guys have fun?’ Hugh laughed, ‘Yeah, he kept grilling me about my l’amour life though which I thought wasn’t that funny, anyway… I was thinking that maybe it would be handy if toi picked me up with the red car?’ ‘Yeah, sure… I’ll be there in 10 then.’ ‘ ‘kay, see toi in 10…’

Hugh...

salut guys! I'm so sorry for not continuing this fic sooner, but I really couldn't write anymore as I didn't believe in Huli that much anymore... But my unconscience wouldn't let me quit Huli, so I guess this is a nice place to let all the imagination out and just enjoy it:) I hope toi will still like this fic, I've got it all planned out and as I am on vacation I certainly have the time to write new chappies:)

Thanks for waiting & enjoy!

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Part 10

‘Stephen…’, Hugh a dit walking into the living room. ‘Hugh, my man… how have toi been doing?’,...

...how in the world did this hit 17 parts?...

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    It is an inevitable fact of life that when a woman reaches Lisa’s age, and her Friends are mostly paired up and settled, those Friends will attempt to reach out and fix the life of their not-so-fortunate comrades. Well, James was not your typical girlfriend, but he had nevertheless been attempting to get Lisa out on a myriad of dates over the past few years, and had met with nothing but stubborn refusal on the part of Miss Lisa E. That last conversation with Hugh had been the final straw. Maybe a few dates were just...

“Hey there, lady,” Hugh’s voice brought her up short and Lisa turned to see him striding in her direction. “You ready?”
    “Oh please, I’m always ready to have my picture taken,” she said, grinning at him and waiting for him to catch up so they could enter the studio together. ET had called about doing a photobooth session, and it had been ‘strongly encouraged’ par the producers that Hugh and Lisa make themselves available. Lisa shivered a bit as an unseasonably cool March breeze began to stir, and Hugh reached out to drape his arm over her shoulders...

    “Big day!” Omar shouted at Hugh’s trailer a week ou so later. “Get out here so we can all watch and learn!”
    Hugh came out of his trailer and fixed Omar with a Look. “I’m glad you’re amused.”
    Lisa was sitting in her chair flipping through her script pages and biting her lip nervously. Hugh dropped into his own chair suivant to her and nudged her with his elbow.
    “You ready?” He asked, leaning in her direction. Lisa let her script fall to her lap.
    “I guess.”...

A/N: So again a little bit of a late update SORRY. I will update tuesday the last chapie.

I hope toi like this chap is a little long and repeting itself but well it was necessary. Ok?

So please review! I l’amour to hear what toi think ;)

“Katie?” Hugh finished the sentence for her.

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“Yes.” Lisa sighed, feeling her eyes tearing again. Hugh was confused.

“Are toi jealous?” Lisa shook her head denying.

“Then why are toi making such a fuss about it?”

“Because… Hugh… toi hurt me.” She a dit holding his eyes, then...