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Blood surrounded House as he slowly drifted into unconciensness. When he woke up he was in a bed…his cama at Mayfield. He looked around. He was in a room…his room and Mayfield. It had all been a dream. He was thankful that this time it had been a dream and not a hallucination. He wondered if he ever really kissed Cuddy.
“Hey. How’d tu sleep?” Cuddy asked walking in and sitting on his cama with him. “…I had a night mare, did we kiss yesterday?” He asked. “…yes…twice. Why?” She asked confused. He let out a big sigh and leaned back into the pillows. “What’s the matter?” She asked. “I had a bad dream and I just wondered how much of it was really a dream. That’s all.” He said. “What was it about?” She asked curious. She smirked when he got up and all he had on was his boxers again. “Like what tu see?” He wiggled his eyebrow. “Very much so Dr.” She dicho laying on the cama rather seductivley.
Just before everything got hotter, they were interupted. “Houseeeeee. My main man. Wat up?” This crazy gangsta patient came in. “Hey, Wack.” House greeted as Cuddy looked at them. “Pound it.” Wack dicho holding his hand up for House to pound it. “Wack this is Cuddy. Cuddy this is Wack. Wack here is being released in 3 days.” House announced. “Yep. I’m gonna leave this place and go directly to the strip joint down town.” He dicho hopping around. “Sounds lovley.” Cuddy dicho sarcastically as she stood siguiente to House. “Smack!” Someone shouted from down the hall. “Oh shit!” tortazo dicho and handed House a bottle of pills quickly and got the hell out of there. “He’s completley sane.” House turned to her and dicho sarcastically.
Dr. Grey stopped out of breath and turned to House as he threw him the bottle. It was all routine. “And they are releasing him?!” She said. “Well…he is leaving, he’s just getting transferred to a different facility.” He dicho nearly laughing. “That’s horrible!” She dicho playfully hitting him on the shoulder. He grabbed her por the waist and they both fell back on the bed. She ontop of him.
“Where were we?” She asked leaning down to kiss him. He flipped them over so he was ontop and had her arms pinned above her. “I can’t have sex with you.” He said. “Not until I get out of here. I don’t think it’s healthy for my brain…yet.” He dicho regretfully. She sighed and frowned slightly. “I understand.” She said. “I’m sorry. I know tu wanted this so bad…and belive me I did too.” He dicho making her laugh a little.
“Shit!” She dicho looking at her watch and pressing her fingers to her temples. “What?” He asked. “I have a board meeting in 20.” She replied sighing and getting up. “You need a vacation. tu work yourself too hard.” He dicho as she put on her shoes. “What I need is a cloning machine so I can clone myself. And then all my clones can do my job so I can stay here with you.” She dicho as he stood as well. “Would that mean I could screw tu and your clones?” He asked. “No. You’re a perv.” She dicho straightening her camisa, camiseta out. “You gotta amor me though.” He said. “No, I don’t…” She sighed before continuing. “…but I do.”
She gave him a lingering kiss on his lips. She pressed her forhead on his lips and he kissed it. “I amor you.” She whispered. ‘Did she just say she loved me?’ House hadn’t dicho he loved someone and meant it in over 10 years. “I amor tu too.” He whispered back. A smile crept on her face because saying ‘I amor you’ to him was the truth and a little test in its self. She knew it would be hard for him to reply with an ‘I amor you’ but she also knew that if he did he really meant it.
Blood surrounded House as he slowly drifted into unconciensness. When he woke up he was in a bed…his cama at Mayfield. He looked around. He was in a room…his room and Mayfield. It had all been a dream. He was thankful that this time it had been a dream and not a hallucination. He wondered if he ever really kissed Cuddy.
“Hey. How’d tu sleep?” Cuddy asked walking in and sitting on his cama with him. “…I had a night mare, did we kiss yesterday?” He asked. “…yes…twice. Why?” She asked confused. He let out a big sigh and leaned back into the pillows. “What’s the matter?” She asked. “I had a bad dream and I just wondered how much of it was really a dream. That’s all.” He said. “What was it about?” She asked curious. She smirked when he got up and all he had on was his boxers again. “Like what tu see?” He wiggled his eyebrow. “Very much so Dr.” She dicho laying on the cama rather seductivley.
Just before everything got hotter, they were interupted. “Houseeeeee. My main man. Wat up?” This crazy gangsta patient came in. “Hey, Wack.” House greeted as Cuddy looked at them. “Pound it.” Wack dicho holding his hand up for House to pound it. “Wack this is Cuddy. Cuddy this is Wack. Wack here is being released in 3 days.” House announced. “Yep. I’m gonna leave this place and go directly to the strip joint down town.” He dicho hopping around. “Sounds lovley.” Cuddy dicho sarcastically as she stood siguiente to House. “Smack!” Someone shouted from down the hall. “Oh shit!” tortazo dicho and handed House a bottle of pills quickly and got the hell out of there. “He’s completley sane.” House turned to her and dicho sarcastically.
Dr. Grey stopped out of breath and turned to House as he threw him the bottle. It was all routine. “And they are releasing him?!” She said. “Well…he is leaving, he’s just getting transferred to a different facility.” He dicho nearly laughing. “That’s horrible!” She dicho playfully hitting him on the shoulder. He grabbed her por the waist and they both fell back on the bed. She ontop of him.
“Where were we?” She asked leaning down to kiss him. He flipped them over so he was ontop and had her arms pinned above her. “I can’t have sex with you.” He said. “Not until I get out of here. I don’t think it’s healthy for my brain…yet.” He dicho regretfully. She sighed and frowned slightly. “I understand.” She said. “I’m sorry. I know tu wanted this so bad…and belive me I did too.” He dicho making her laugh a little.
“Shit!” She dicho looking at her watch and pressing her fingers to her temples. “What?” He asked. “I have a board meeting in 20.” She replied sighing and getting up. “You need a vacation. tu work yourself too hard.” He dicho as she put on her shoes. “What I need is a cloning machine so I can clone myself. And then all my clones can do my job so I can stay here with you.” She dicho as he stood as well. “Would that mean I could screw tu and your clones?” He asked. “No. You’re a perv.” She dicho straightening her camisa, camiseta out. “You gotta amor me though.” He said. “No, I don’t…” She sighed before continuing. “…but I do.”
She gave him a lingering kiss on his lips. She pressed her forhead on his lips and he kissed it. “I amor you.” She whispered. ‘Did she just say she loved me?’ House hadn’t dicho he loved someone and meant it in over 10 years. “I amor tu too.” He whispered back. A smile crept on her face because saying ‘I amor you’ to him was the truth and a little test in its self. She knew it would be hard for him to reply with an ‘I amor you’ but she also knew that if he did he really meant it.
This is my Huddy poem...I dont really like my last stanza... :) but oh well...if tu are true huddy fans, you'll understand what im talking about...
HUDDY POEM
Blue on blue,
Sea on sky.
They're not together,
I wonder why.
Short on tall,
Opposites attract.
They amor each other,
And that is fact.
Both so arrogant,
Yet, both so cute.
No wonder their relationship,
Is hard to fluke.
Gregory House,
and Lisa Cuddy.
So perfect together,
They make Huddy...
pretty gay... :P
HUDDY POEM
Blue on blue,
Sea on sky.
They're not together,
I wonder why.
Short on tall,
Opposites attract.
They amor each other,
And that is fact.
Both so arrogant,
Yet, both so cute.
No wonder their relationship,
Is hard to fluke.
Gregory House,
and Lisa Cuddy.
So perfect together,
They make Huddy...
pretty gay... :P