HUDDY JUS ANOTHER kiss

Days later.
Wilson was with Mel at a restaurant.
"And, since when tu know House?" Asked Wilson.
"Why ask me that now, is not bad, but why until now, after so long ..." dicho Mel.
"Just curious"
"I know him since we were kids, since we were in kindergarten"
"Wow, how was he then?"
At the time House and Cuddy came to meet them at the restaurant.
"Hey!" dicho House and Mel got up and hugged him.
Cuddy did not like much that Mel and House did that, Mel was a good friend but Cuddy still had a bit of jealousy for her.
"And then? How was House in kindergarten? "Said Wilson.
"You were saying that?!"...

They arrive to the hotel soaked and holding hands. The reception guy looks at them and House talks. ‘Buongiorno!’ They get into the elevator. ‘My Italian is going better and better... I'm so proud of me!’
‘Yeah, it's true, now tu can flirt with Italian guys.’
‘Ha ha... In fact I rather flirt with American women... specially with those who run a hospital.’ He approaches to her and kisses her passionately.
Cuddy opens her eyes surprised. ‘House this is the elevator, not our bedroom.’
House presses the STOP button and kisses her again. ‘I’ve noticed.’
She separates a bit...

House's house.
House was in front of the TV cena plasma was Wednesday and spent their favorito! series. He recalled that Cuddy wanted to talk to 'Sir H'. He took the phone and called his assistant. His assistant was pretty, young, had er straight hair and green eyes, was thin, looked like someone pacifist, and she was, but it was very direct, she loved her job, but she liked to do well and quickly, was very formal and almost did not smile for nothing, rarely House could make her smile.
"Emily, call Dr. Cuddy's PPTH, but call it home, because this time it is no longer in the hospital, tell...

Ok, here is part two. I am trying to decide if I am going to end it here o go on one más chapter.



“Yes Cuddy, something I can help tu with that is más important than a dying 45 año old Marine?” House asked with a smirk on his face, glancing down to the area right below her neck as he spoke.

She thought she could speak; she wanted to prove that she could have a conversation with him that didn’t make her feel like a school girl. She really believed that if she could look into his eyes again, just stand her ground, she could shake this feeling. It just had to be a fluke.
“I…wanted...

First of all, can I say this isn't for the majority, this is for the minority. And please read it all before tu berate me.

Can I just start por saying that I am deeply saddened to see some of the reactions to the newest spoilers.

I'm not saying tu can't feel how tu feel, I'm not telling tu that tu can't be upset o mad, o use webposts as an outlet.

What I'm saying is, I'm deeply saddened por the few people who think it's okay to berate the show-runners, cast, crew, writers, etc. just because they're unhappy with the show. That is so sad to me. These people are doing their jobs! They don't...

Finally, the 18 hora flight was over. As Cuddy stepped out of the plane,right beside House, who had gotten out of his wheelchair and gotten his cane back, they both saw Wilson, smiling and waving, ready to pick them up.

"Hey, Wilson!" dicho Cuddy as she gave him a little hug.

"Hi," Wislon dicho back, "how was Singapore?"

"Long story," dicho House, "we'll tell tu in the car."

"Okay then. Let's get to the baggage claim."

The walk there seemed longer than it should. House and Cuddy were looking for the right words to describe the flight back. Cuddy didn't want Wilson to worry, but House wanted to...

Hey everybody. I hope tu enjoy this chapter, it’s really scary, but I liked. Thanks very much for the reviews and have fun. Don’t curse me when tu finished reading, ok! There’s gonna be más chapters cause this story is really enjoying me.


A hazy light was coming from the lonely post that was vanished between the cold mist. Oh God the cold was terrible this time, mainly because of the wind that was blowing miles per hour. But the sound whispered por the wind was the only thing tu could concentrate to try to sleep, it was like some magic, some magic that made the messy sound of the big...

ok, sorry for my lack in actualización but im trying to keep the fp on updated with the FF one…so sorry fp-ers…anyways, thanks to my beta – Iane Casey – for all the editing done to my fics…

Two's Company - Three's a Crowd

-Chapter 3-

3 Weeks Later

Cuddy had allowed Kirstin to stay with her permanently now that House knew about her. She had recently taken a week off to renovate the spare room with her daughter. Kirstin had opted for an off white with a lima, cal green feature wall. House had dado her a bunch of band posters to stick up around her room; much to Cuddy’s disapproval.
On the subject...

"You slept with this patient's relative?" Wilson asked incredulously.
House twirled his cane as he continued to stare down at a stain on the floor.
"Yes...The real pregunta you're wondering is how in a mental hospital did I pull that off." House dicho finally looking up to meet his best friend's gaze.
Wilson shook his head and stood up from the sofa.
"I don't need the logistics...I'm gonna get us some food." He dicho as he picked up his capa and began walking toward the door.
"You're not even a little curious to why I slept with her o why I liked her at all. I mean, you're usually not shy about...

A 10 año old kid called julio entered the hospital because of an anaphilactic shock caused por Karly (House's niece) and Fer (Karly's BFF).
In the ER House asked Karly "Did tu give this kid something ?","I just gave him a maní, cacahuete mantequilla sandwich,what's wrong?",Karly said,"This kid is allergic Karly tu could kill him",House said,Karly didn't answer,a nurse dicho Dr.House he has something wrong,Julio was mostrando swine flu syptoms,13 asked Karly and Fer "Did anyone give him CPR o something?",Karly dicho "Yeah that girl Naomi who has a crush on him",Foreman went to meet Naomi a regular 10 año older...

no authors note this time

Two's Company - Three's a Crowd
-Chapter 2-

Cuddy had ordered Kirstin to unpack her stuff, put it into the spare room and wait for her return. House sat on Cuddy’s sofá impatiently. Every few minutes, House would look around in hopes that he’d see Cuddy ready to explain this to him, but she was upstairs having a conversation with their daughter.
“What happened?” she asked as she sat on the end of the spare bed.
Kirstin broke down in tears. “He raped me, mom. RAPED ME!”
“Who, when, where, why?” Cuddy asked, scared that her daughter had ran because of what...

Once upon a time in a faraway well organized an perfect fandom, there was a village that was controlled por Lord Shorefox and por queen Kathleen the sixth. The only nobles who habited that village were Sir Sweetsauce and Lady Cuddles. Gossip was coming from mouth to mouth about their strange relationship.

Lady Cuddles owned large parts of the land, her father had inherited them to her because a woman wasn’t allowed to posses lands unless she was the only child of the marriage and yet she had to look for a husband. Sir Sweetsauce own a small part of the land, like all men at the time who had...

    Feelings were complicated, especially if the feelings were for him. This is how Lisa Cuddy felt. She didn’t exactly know she had feelings for him, she merely thought she just had a little infatuation with him, and when he left Michigan she’d get over her little ‘obsession’. Oh, and how wrong she was about everything. At first there was an obsession, just trying to figure him out. But, the más she began to be the victim of his annoying harassments, studying him, turned into loving him.
    He finally regains his composure, and speaks.
“I arouse...

House’s hand caressed Cuddy’s rosado, rosa blushed cheek, the silence felt between them could have been cut with a knife.

Cuddy placed her hand underneath House’s white and wrinkled shirt, as she gently felt the groove of his back. Her breath was visible in the cold atmosphere of the three estrella hotel room they were both staying in. As she felt the hairs on her arms stand up because of the cold air, she pulled House’s warm and clammy chest closer to her, as House struggled to pull his loose camisa, camiseta of his back, even though it was minus three degrees.

“It’s cold.” Cuddy’s voice was weak,...

"You can't possibly be my daughter." House dicho as he threw his red lollipop in the trash and sat down behind his desk.
"Why is that? tu never slept with any black women? Especially, one who was smart and beautiful, that tu shared a great weekend with twenty-one years ago, at a boring medical conference in Vermont." The young woman stated with a smirk as she sat down across from him.
House's eyes widened as the past started to come back to him.
"Nina Beaumont...Your Nina's daughter...." He dicho leaning his chin against his hand in thought. He looked the young woman over. Her eyes were like...

The walls of the house vibrated at the volume of the music, playing from the room-filled living room. Around fifteen college students, dance and grind in the middle of the room. Other are doing cerveza pong, o chugging from a keg. Lisa Cuddy on the other hand, was not doing any of those things. She’s sitting on half cution-less sofa. A still full bottle of cerveza in her hand, and a medical journal in the other.
“Liar.” House spoke from behind her.
“Excuse me?”
“You dicho tu wouldn’t be here tonight.”
“Your point is?”
“You lied.”
“Everybody does.”
“What are tu doing? This...

[House is awakened por a noise outside the bedroom window since he is such a light sleeper. House extracts himself from Cuddy's head lying on his chest and her arm strew across his abdomen. He slides out of cama and makes his way to Rachel's room to check on her. House enters the nursery where he see's a shadow outside the window. House walks to the cuna and sees she is sleeping soundly. House then limps over to the window and sees a small person running across Cuddy's backyard. House knows that he can't run to catch that person. House will be waiting tomorrow night to see if Simon shows up again....

Cuddy was swaying from left to right on the hard wooden escritorio chair in her dorm room; pencil in her mouth, and a blank pad of paper on parte superior, arriba of it’s dark mahogany finish.

There was a knock on her door, a heavy-handed knock. Ignoring it whilst she still pondered the ins and outs of kidney failure in teenage boys. However every time she was about to press the led pointed pencil down onto the bare paper, the person on the other side of the door interrupted her with the loud heavy thud on the door.

“For God’s sakes.” Cuddy muttered under her breath, before she un-curled her feet from underneath...

A Happy Life: Chapter 16 (6/18/09)
[The sun is setting over New Jersey. Its streams shine through the windows of House's office. House is sitting in his chair with his red ball in his hands. House's mind travels back to when he found out Cuddy had lost Joy. How broken she looked when he went to check on her. House knew he had pushed her really hard about becoming a mother. House knew that he really hurt her that day. When she asked him why he negated everything. Why did he negate everything at that moment he didn’t know what to say. Then House looked into Cuddy's eyes and he wanted so badly...

A Happy Life: Chapter 6
[A week later as the sun rises over PPTH Cuddy is sleeping in a chair beside Rachel's crib. House walks into the room with 2 cups of coffee in his hands.He stands at then end of the cuna watching Cuddy and Rachel. Rachel opens her eyes and looks at him. The corners of her mouth curl up into a smile.]

House: Kid don’t look at me with your mommy's smile. That will get tu anything. I just can't let mommy know that.

[He thinks back to the hallucination he had of Cuddy and how she helped him, she loved him. How she chose him to help him before going inicial to her happy life....