Chapter 3 as promised. I have スプリット, 分割 this chapter so there is a 4th and final chapter to follow shortly!!
Again for the under 18's I trust あなた will exercise the necessary restraint to avoid 読書 that which is NOT appropriate for you.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER…….
Lying on his back, House came back to the world slowly, his brain taking it’s time letting it in. He hated mornings, and he especially hated the mornings his leg hurt like it was hurting now. Eyes closed he tried to ignore the throbbing in his thigh. He was tired and sore and wanted nothing もっと見る than to sink back into sleep. Reaching...
Its done. Its over. It was a miscarriage. I passed out in the clinic on teusday night and i had to stay overnight while your team figured out what was wrong with me. It ended up just being dehydration and a mild viatmin b12 defficiency. But i fell pretty hard. The wrong way. The fetus couldnt be saved.
Maybe its a sign. Maybe i was just never meant to have children.
This is my first Huddy fic, and sorry for my grammar and sorry because of the length. I'd like to have opinions if i should go on with the story または not. The story begins when season 6 ended.
They couldn’t stop kissing, they were just standing there in House’s bathroom holding each others hand, tasting each others mouth, in joy full of emotions and passion. They weren’t rushing things, just enjoying the moment together, feeling something wonderful, somenthing special. House forgot her excuses, forgot that he is old, he is some kind of a jerk and he is not ready for a long-term relationship...
Epic Fail Missing Scene by: maverickangel35 Rating: T?
Summary: Ok. Here’s how I think House and Cuddy’s first meeting after his release from the asylumn should have gone.
Disclaimer: Oh please, I own nothing. Don’t even joke.
Cuddy’s shoulders sagged a little as she opened her office door and went in slowly, closing it behind her. The blinds remained closed to the view of the clinic outside, remaining evidence of an earlier migraine which made the light and sounds unbearable. Wilson had called.
“House is being released,” he had said, “in the 次 few days. Not sure exactly when,...
The summer nights weren't always this bad. They were normally filled with a simple yet satisfying warmth that roamed in the air and eased on our skin. There would be a fresh aroma of cut lawns and エメラルド trees, refreshing to inhale-to replenish ourselves. Sounds of children's laughter, echoing through the 日 and the night as they ran freely and carelessly across their lawns and pavements. But not tonight. Tonight was one of those nights we spent trembling under the fury of lightning and thunder and the sadness of the rain. Tonight we had to hear them bicker and scream, and fight. Despite...