In his home, House phones Wilson and they start preparing everything. Wilson starts phoning some workmates and so does House. After that he goes to her inicial and knocks the door. She opens it. ‘I think I should give tu this back...’ He comes in and Lisa gives him the key.
‘Thanks...’ He puts it in his pocket. ‘What are tu cooking? It smells delicious!!’
‘Some cuscús and mixed vegetables, but if tu want I can cook a filete for you.’
‘No, it will be fine... it smells really tasty!!’
‘Thank you.’ She smiles at him. ‘Can tu set the table?’
‘Yep...’ He leaves his capa on a chair and starts setting the table.
When he finishes, Cuddy takes the meal to the mesa, tabla and sits down. ‘So... what have tu been doing?’ Lisa asks.
‘I've had a ducha, ducha de and... I looked for some documents for the hospital. I wasn’t sure if I had them at home.’
‘Uh huh okay… I have to work for a couple of hours, so I’ll be back a bit late tonight... Are tu gonna do anything?’
‘I'll try to find those documents I told tu about... at home.’
‘Are tu gonna sleep there? I can go to your inicial after work...’
‘Yeah... I'll sleep there... but phone me first if you're coming 'cause I may go to Wilson's firstly.’
‘Okay, I will.’ They finish their meal.
‘So... you're going to the hospital now, right?’
‘Yes, I’m gonna have a ducha, ducha de and I’ll go to the hospital.’
‘Right... then I'll go inicial now, unless tu want me to take tu to the hospital o something...’
‘No, because then you’ll have to come to get me... But thank tu anyway.’
‘Okay... then I'll go now... I have to look for... those papers. See tu later...
‘Sure.’ She gives him a quick kiss before he leaves. ‘See you.’
Before he goes home, House buys many things he'll need for the party. After that, he goes inicial and hides them. Greg phones Wilson to tell him everything is prepared and the party will take place the siguiente day. The plan is this: he’ll give his keys to Wilson and he will take all the workmates and friends to his place while House goes to pick her up from the hospital. Then, he and Lisa will go to his house. They'll keep her in the dark about it until she finds everything out.
After a couple of hours, before going back home, Lisa calls him. ‘Hey Greg, where are you? Do I go to your inicial o mine?’
‘Hey... umm... wherever tu want, I finally found the papers...’
‘I’ll go to your inicial then... What the hell are those so important papers?’
‘Some documents of Russian arms and strategies. Wilson and I are trying to rule the world, muhuhahaha!!’
She sighs. ‘We’ll talk in a while... at home. See tu there.’
‘Alright... see ya.’ He hangs up and some minutos later she gets to his inicial and knocks the door.
‘Hi.’
She looks at him frowning and smiling. ‘What are tu plotting?’
‘Me? Nothing? Why do the Russians want Russia? They don't really need it...’
She chuckles and rolls her eyes. ‘I’m so tired...’
‘Lie down on the sofa... tu wanna eat o drink something?’
Lisa lies down on the sofa. ‘A glass of hot leche would be great... and then I’m going to bed.’
‘Coming!!’ House goes to the cocina to get her some warm milk.
‘Thank you... You’re so nice when tu want.’ She shouts.
‘Ha-ha-ha!!’ He says from the kitchen. After some minutos House brings her a glass of hot milk
‘Hmmm yummy. Thanks.’
‘You're welcome... are tu sleeping here tonight?’
‘Yes, that’s why I’m here...’
‘Good...’
When she finishes the milk, they go to the bedroom, put on their pajamas and lie on bed. ‘It’s almost navidad and I haven’t done anything special this año in the hospital...’ Says Lisa looking at him. ‘It’s your fault tu know? tu should feel guilty.’
‘Me? You’re a jew! tu should feel guilty.’
‘Would tu prefer Hanukkah than Christmas?’
‘I'd prefer zero religious bullshit... Oh, I think I won't be able to sleep from now on...’ He gets into bed. Lisa bites her lip and shakes her head smiling. ‘Goodnight Greg...’
He chuckles. ‘Goodnight Lisa...’
To be continued...
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‘Thanks...’ He puts it in his pocket. ‘What are tu cooking? It smells delicious!!’
‘Some cuscús and mixed vegetables, but if tu want I can cook a filete for you.’
‘No, it will be fine... it smells really tasty!!’
‘Thank you.’ She smiles at him. ‘Can tu set the table?’
‘Yep...’ He leaves his capa on a chair and starts setting the table.
When he finishes, Cuddy takes the meal to the mesa, tabla and sits down. ‘So... what have tu been doing?’ Lisa asks.
‘I've had a ducha, ducha de and... I looked for some documents for the hospital. I wasn’t sure if I had them at home.’
‘Uh huh okay… I have to work for a couple of hours, so I’ll be back a bit late tonight... Are tu gonna do anything?’
‘I'll try to find those documents I told tu about... at home.’
‘Are tu gonna sleep there? I can go to your inicial after work...’
‘Yeah... I'll sleep there... but phone me first if you're coming 'cause I may go to Wilson's firstly.’
‘Okay, I will.’ They finish their meal.
‘So... you're going to the hospital now, right?’
‘Yes, I’m gonna have a ducha, ducha de and I’ll go to the hospital.’
‘Right... then I'll go inicial now, unless tu want me to take tu to the hospital o something...’
‘No, because then you’ll have to come to get me... But thank tu anyway.’
‘Okay... then I'll go now... I have to look for... those papers. See tu later...
‘Sure.’ She gives him a quick kiss before he leaves. ‘See you.’
Before he goes home, House buys many things he'll need for the party. After that, he goes inicial and hides them. Greg phones Wilson to tell him everything is prepared and the party will take place the siguiente day. The plan is this: he’ll give his keys to Wilson and he will take all the workmates and friends to his place while House goes to pick her up from the hospital. Then, he and Lisa will go to his house. They'll keep her in the dark about it until she finds everything out.
After a couple of hours, before going back home, Lisa calls him. ‘Hey Greg, where are you? Do I go to your inicial o mine?’
‘Hey... umm... wherever tu want, I finally found the papers...’
‘I’ll go to your inicial then... What the hell are those so important papers?’
‘Some documents of Russian arms and strategies. Wilson and I are trying to rule the world, muhuhahaha!!’
She sighs. ‘We’ll talk in a while... at home. See tu there.’
‘Alright... see ya.’ He hangs up and some minutos later she gets to his inicial and knocks the door.
‘Hi.’
She looks at him frowning and smiling. ‘What are tu plotting?’
‘Me? Nothing? Why do the Russians want Russia? They don't really need it...’
She chuckles and rolls her eyes. ‘I’m so tired...’
‘Lie down on the sofa... tu wanna eat o drink something?’
Lisa lies down on the sofa. ‘A glass of hot leche would be great... and then I’m going to bed.’
‘Coming!!’ House goes to the cocina to get her some warm milk.
‘Thank you... You’re so nice when tu want.’ She shouts.
‘Ha-ha-ha!!’ He says from the kitchen. After some minutos House brings her a glass of hot milk
‘Hmmm yummy. Thanks.’
‘You're welcome... are tu sleeping here tonight?’
‘Yes, that’s why I’m here...’
‘Good...’
When she finishes the milk, they go to the bedroom, put on their pajamas and lie on bed. ‘It’s almost navidad and I haven’t done anything special this año in the hospital...’ Says Lisa looking at him. ‘It’s your fault tu know? tu should feel guilty.’
‘Me? You’re a jew! tu should feel guilty.’
‘Would tu prefer Hanukkah than Christmas?’
‘I'd prefer zero religious bullshit... Oh, I think I won't be able to sleep from now on...’ He gets into bed. Lisa bites her lip and shakes her head smiling. ‘Goodnight Greg...’
He chuckles. ‘Goodnight Lisa...’
To be continued...
Irene3691 ~ SandraCH91 ~ diego27rg
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