Dream of Nightmare ?
Well, first of all, don’t get me wrong, I’m a Huddy, I want House and Cuddy together, I miss them and the break-up happened only a few weeks ago. I wish they’ll go back together, at least at the end if not before the final.
But some of u give me mentioned a possible Wuddy ? WTF I thought ! Cuddy is House’s woman, she can’t be with another and certainly not with Wilson ! After a while, I found this idea interesting, and last night I dreamt of it. So I decided to write this fic.
Hope u enjoy it !
Cuddy and Wilson are in House’s bedroom. Wilson tries to comfort Cuddy, he tries to give her the strenght to verplaats on. Cuddy looks so fragile, Wilson thinks, she needs someone with her, door her sides in this dark period for her. I’m her friend, House doesn’t listen to me anymore, he goes a destructive way, but as long as he ignores me, I can make nothing for him. So it’s better if I stay with Cuddy, so I can help her. Wilson looks at Cuddy, she seems so heartbroken !
-Cuddy, I think it’s time to go, u don’t have to stay any longer, it’s too cruel for you. Come with me, I’ll take u home, Wilson says in a soft voice and with a little smile.
Cuddy raises eyes and looks at him, she is at once sad and angry after herself to have let this shameful ceremony take place, why can’t she shout NO ?
-You’re right, I have nothing meer to do in this place, she says, stands up and looks sadly around her. Wilson can see her hart-, hart bleeding. He feels really sorry for her.
-Come, Lisa, he says and take her hand to drive her out of the room and out of the apartment.
She follows him.
Once they’re out on the street, Wilson, obeying a sudden impulse, proposes her :
-Cuddy, u are psychologically shaken, and I think it would be good for u to go out and to relax. Why not to go have a drink ? I know a nice bar.
-What ? u want to go have a drink ? Right now ?, she antwoorden surprised. She looks at Wilson, she doesn’t know what to think about that, he’s House’s best friend, but she knows that he is her friend too, she knows that he just wants to be nice, that he just wants her not to be alone after this …. this horrible thing that just happened.
-Yeah, it’s not late, and I think u need a strong to cheer up u a little and relieve your pain. His eyes pleads her to accept it.
-Well, I think you’re right, I don’t want to be alone tonight. Let’s go !, she says and tries to smile. But I don’t want to let my car here…
-Don’t worry about it, u drive home, I follow u and then I’ll drive u to the bar in my car, says Wilson. u really need to go out and change your mind !
-Ok, let’s do this !
On the way to your home, with Wilson following her, her brain wonders about this evening so disconcerting. She’s shaken, no doubt about it, she never thought that House would really marry this girl, and he did it ! Of course, he probably thought that she would stop him, but… she didn’t. All this crap is partially her fault. And Wilson ? Usually he stands on House’s sides, not on hers. That’s weird.
They already arrive to her home. She parks her car and goes in Wilson’s car. He looks at her, smiles and they go. On the way to the bar, they don’t say a word. They just look in secret from time to time, but say nothing.
-Here we are ! announces Wilson. He parks the car and helps her to go out.
-A real gentleman ! she says a little amused.
-Madam, please, take my hand and go in the bar !, he says with a smile. Cuddy looks at him, and laughs. God ! What a wonderful sound, her laugh is so sweet !, thinks Wilson, but he immediately feels bad, Cuddy is House’s love, not his, he does not have to think of her in this way.
-Wilson ! Wilson ! Do u come ? That’s Cuddy, Wilson goes suddenly out of his dream.
-Yeah, I’m coming, sorry, I was thinking about something, don’t mind, let’s go have a drink !
The bar is nice, like Wilson said, there’s a large counter, tables, a place wherea few people are dancing and a stage in the background where a band is playing some variety songs. They sit down at a tafel, tabel in a quiet corner.
-What do u want to drink ?, Wilson asks.
-Hm, I don’t know, what do u suggest me?, she antwoorden with a smile.
-Hm, a margarita ?
-Good idea !
-Ok, stay here, I go and order two margaritas, says Wilson. He goes to the counter and feels Cuddy’s eyes on his back, he turns to her and gives her an intense gaze. This woman is so beautiful ! She’s deeply hurt, she cried but she’s even meer beautiful with this fragility in her eyes ! And he feels a strange feeling inside him, something that worms one’s way into his heart. Wilson, don’t do this ! he says to himself. u have no right about her, it would be unfair to take advantage of the state of weakness where she is. And House is your friend, remember this ! Yeah, it’s your friend, says a little voice in his head, but he doesn’t listen to u anymore, he ignored your advice and hurts deeply this wonderful woman, he made her cry and married another one, he didn’t deserve her, and she obviously needs someone, take your chance ! Wilson shakes his head to silence these voices.
The barman gives him his two margaritas and he comes back to Cuddy. She seems to be lost in her thoughts.
-Hey, Cuddy, are u ok ? Here is your margarita.
-Thank you. Cheers Wilson !, she says and raise her glass.
-Cheers, Cuddy !, antwoorden Wilson.
They drink a sip. They stare at each other. And suddenly, Wilson asks her :
-Cuddy, do u want to dance ?
-What ? u wanna dance with me ! Are u kidding ? Cuddy is amazed, she doesn’t know how to react.
-Yeah, I wanna dance with u ! , asserts Wilson. We bith need to change our mind and to have fun. Please, com’on, dance with me !, he says calmly but firmly. But inside he isn’t calm : He feels his hart-, hart beating faster and faster, meer and meer hardly, his breath makes meer difficult, why did he ask her to dance ! And at the same time, he feels a certain excitement at the idea of tightening her in his arms, against him, even if it’s only for a dance. O my God, Lisa ! don’t look at me this way, my hart-, hart is melting !
Cuddy stares at him, she wonders why Wilson acts like this, she never saw him like that. He seems so sure of him, it gets free of him a feeling of safety. Why not after all, she finally says, I like dancing.
-I know, he replies, wild with joy, without knowing really why. This woman is driving me crazy, I have to do something to take back the control of my mind. I do not have to hurt her, nor make her suffer meer with my stupid behavior!
They stand up and go to the dance floor. As they arrive the group begins playing " Bound to u ". Wilson embraces Cuddy and they begin dancing at the rate of the music. Cuddy seems to appreciate this dance, she begins to relax in Wilson’s arms. Of course, the alcohol helps her to relax, but it’s not just the alcohol… Wilson’s eyes can’t leave her, she’s beautiful, smart, funny… How can House let her go so easily ! And once again, this little voice : Take your chance with her, she’s vulnerable, she desperately needs someone tonight, that’s obvious ! Cuddy looks at him straight in the eyes, but there’s no meer pain of sadness in her eyes, just a question, Cuddy’s eyes, so beautiful, just seems to ask him What are u doing, Wilson ? Do u like me ? Do u have some feelings towards me ? Wilson seems to be hypnotized. He tightens his embrace and she puts her head on his shoulder. She feels good for the first time since this awful night when she broke up with House. Suddenly, the sadness overwhelms her. House, his love, why did he let go ? She tenses and Wilson moves slightly away from her to look at her, but his hands, unconsciously maybe, refuse to release her, on the contrary, he holds her meer firmly against him.
-What ?, he asks, some fear in his voice.
-I’m sorry, I was thinking of House.
-You don’t have to be sorry for that, it’s normal. But try to enjoy this evening, please, Lisa, Wilson antwoorden in a soft voice, his eyes pleading her to keep dancing with him.
-Yeah, I’ll try. And she puts her head on his shoulder and snuggles up to him, as if he could protect her from the immense pain which embraces her heart.
Wilson is relieved, he is going to be able to feel her against him during some minuten still. He never felt something for her like tonight and it’s hard to understand why he’s so attracted to her tonight. Maybe because of all the pain she has, because of the fragility that gets out her. He doesn’t know. The only thing he wants right now is to be with her, to hold her in his arms, to comfort her, to make her feel better. The little voice again : Hey, Wilson, be honest ! u WANT her ! Not just to comfort her and listen to her as a friend ! u want this woman, and u can have her if u don’t act in a stupid way!
Cuddy feels strange and contradictory feelings, on one hand she still loves House and she’s really heartbroken. On the other hand, she feels good with Wilson. What does it mean ? Does her subconscious try to hurt House door making her attracted door Wilson ? He’s kinda cute, he’s nice, he takes care of her in this hard time, he tries to lift her mood up, he calls her several times « Lisa », House didn’t do that. Well, she didn’t call him « Greg » either. She raises the head, looks for Wilson’s eyes and gives at him a look printed door tenderness.
Wilson gives Cuddy her gaze back, his hart-, hart smelts completely for her, what is she playing ? Could it be possible that she likes him ? No, he must have imagined this spark in her eyes. And suddenly, he wants to kiss her. He has to say something to recover his sense.
-Cuddy, don’t look at me like that , of I…
-Or u …?, she replies, smiling.
- of I’m going to be transformed into pitiful idiot, he says with a smile. They’re staring at each other. And the band announces that they make a pause. Wilson and Cuddy verplaats reluctant away from each other and go back to their table.
Well, hope u like it, I write the following and update soon.
Well, first of all, don’t get me wrong, I’m a Huddy, I want House and Cuddy together, I miss them and the break-up happened only a few weeks ago. I wish they’ll go back together, at least at the end if not before the final.
But some of u give me mentioned a possible Wuddy ? WTF I thought ! Cuddy is House’s woman, she can’t be with another and certainly not with Wilson ! After a while, I found this idea interesting, and last night I dreamt of it. So I decided to write this fic.
Hope u enjoy it !
Cuddy and Wilson are in House’s bedroom. Wilson tries to comfort Cuddy, he tries to give her the strenght to verplaats on. Cuddy looks so fragile, Wilson thinks, she needs someone with her, door her sides in this dark period for her. I’m her friend, House doesn’t listen to me anymore, he goes a destructive way, but as long as he ignores me, I can make nothing for him. So it’s better if I stay with Cuddy, so I can help her. Wilson looks at Cuddy, she seems so heartbroken !
-Cuddy, I think it’s time to go, u don’t have to stay any longer, it’s too cruel for you. Come with me, I’ll take u home, Wilson says in a soft voice and with a little smile.
Cuddy raises eyes and looks at him, she is at once sad and angry after herself to have let this shameful ceremony take place, why can’t she shout NO ?
-You’re right, I have nothing meer to do in this place, she says, stands up and looks sadly around her. Wilson can see her hart-, hart bleeding. He feels really sorry for her.
-Come, Lisa, he says and take her hand to drive her out of the room and out of the apartment.
She follows him.
Once they’re out on the street, Wilson, obeying a sudden impulse, proposes her :
-Cuddy, u are psychologically shaken, and I think it would be good for u to go out and to relax. Why not to go have a drink ? I know a nice bar.
-What ? u want to go have a drink ? Right now ?, she antwoorden surprised. She looks at Wilson, she doesn’t know what to think about that, he’s House’s best friend, but she knows that he is her friend too, she knows that he just wants to be nice, that he just wants her not to be alone after this …. this horrible thing that just happened.
-Yeah, it’s not late, and I think u need a strong to cheer up u a little and relieve your pain. His eyes pleads her to accept it.
-Well, I think you’re right, I don’t want to be alone tonight. Let’s go !, she says and tries to smile. But I don’t want to let my car here…
-Don’t worry about it, u drive home, I follow u and then I’ll drive u to the bar in my car, says Wilson. u really need to go out and change your mind !
-Ok, let’s do this !
On the way to your home, with Wilson following her, her brain wonders about this evening so disconcerting. She’s shaken, no doubt about it, she never thought that House would really marry this girl, and he did it ! Of course, he probably thought that she would stop him, but… she didn’t. All this crap is partially her fault. And Wilson ? Usually he stands on House’s sides, not on hers. That’s weird.
They already arrive to her home. She parks her car and goes in Wilson’s car. He looks at her, smiles and they go. On the way to the bar, they don’t say a word. They just look in secret from time to time, but say nothing.
-Here we are ! announces Wilson. He parks the car and helps her to go out.
-A real gentleman ! she says a little amused.
-Madam, please, take my hand and go in the bar !, he says with a smile. Cuddy looks at him, and laughs. God ! What a wonderful sound, her laugh is so sweet !, thinks Wilson, but he immediately feels bad, Cuddy is House’s love, not his, he does not have to think of her in this way.
-Wilson ! Wilson ! Do u come ? That’s Cuddy, Wilson goes suddenly out of his dream.
-Yeah, I’m coming, sorry, I was thinking about something, don’t mind, let’s go have a drink !
The bar is nice, like Wilson said, there’s a large counter, tables, a place wherea few people are dancing and a stage in the background where a band is playing some variety songs. They sit down at a tafel, tabel in a quiet corner.
-What do u want to drink ?, Wilson asks.
-Hm, I don’t know, what do u suggest me?, she antwoorden with a smile.
-Hm, a margarita ?
-Good idea !
-Ok, stay here, I go and order two margaritas, says Wilson. He goes to the counter and feels Cuddy’s eyes on his back, he turns to her and gives her an intense gaze. This woman is so beautiful ! She’s deeply hurt, she cried but she’s even meer beautiful with this fragility in her eyes ! And he feels a strange feeling inside him, something that worms one’s way into his heart. Wilson, don’t do this ! he says to himself. u have no right about her, it would be unfair to take advantage of the state of weakness where she is. And House is your friend, remember this ! Yeah, it’s your friend, says a little voice in his head, but he doesn’t listen to u anymore, he ignored your advice and hurts deeply this wonderful woman, he made her cry and married another one, he didn’t deserve her, and she obviously needs someone, take your chance ! Wilson shakes his head to silence these voices.
The barman gives him his two margaritas and he comes back to Cuddy. She seems to be lost in her thoughts.
-Hey, Cuddy, are u ok ? Here is your margarita.
-Thank you. Cheers Wilson !, she says and raise her glass.
-Cheers, Cuddy !, antwoorden Wilson.
They drink a sip. They stare at each other. And suddenly, Wilson asks her :
-Cuddy, do u want to dance ?
-What ? u wanna dance with me ! Are u kidding ? Cuddy is amazed, she doesn’t know how to react.
-Yeah, I wanna dance with u ! , asserts Wilson. We bith need to change our mind and to have fun. Please, com’on, dance with me !, he says calmly but firmly. But inside he isn’t calm : He feels his hart-, hart beating faster and faster, meer and meer hardly, his breath makes meer difficult, why did he ask her to dance ! And at the same time, he feels a certain excitement at the idea of tightening her in his arms, against him, even if it’s only for a dance. O my God, Lisa ! don’t look at me this way, my hart-, hart is melting !
Cuddy stares at him, she wonders why Wilson acts like this, she never saw him like that. He seems so sure of him, it gets free of him a feeling of safety. Why not after all, she finally says, I like dancing.
-I know, he replies, wild with joy, without knowing really why. This woman is driving me crazy, I have to do something to take back the control of my mind. I do not have to hurt her, nor make her suffer meer with my stupid behavior!
They stand up and go to the dance floor. As they arrive the group begins playing " Bound to u ". Wilson embraces Cuddy and they begin dancing at the rate of the music. Cuddy seems to appreciate this dance, she begins to relax in Wilson’s arms. Of course, the alcohol helps her to relax, but it’s not just the alcohol… Wilson’s eyes can’t leave her, she’s beautiful, smart, funny… How can House let her go so easily ! And once again, this little voice : Take your chance with her, she’s vulnerable, she desperately needs someone tonight, that’s obvious ! Cuddy looks at him straight in the eyes, but there’s no meer pain of sadness in her eyes, just a question, Cuddy’s eyes, so beautiful, just seems to ask him What are u doing, Wilson ? Do u like me ? Do u have some feelings towards me ? Wilson seems to be hypnotized. He tightens his embrace and she puts her head on his shoulder. She feels good for the first time since this awful night when she broke up with House. Suddenly, the sadness overwhelms her. House, his love, why did he let go ? She tenses and Wilson moves slightly away from her to look at her, but his hands, unconsciously maybe, refuse to release her, on the contrary, he holds her meer firmly against him.
-What ?, he asks, some fear in his voice.
-I’m sorry, I was thinking of House.
-You don’t have to be sorry for that, it’s normal. But try to enjoy this evening, please, Lisa, Wilson antwoorden in a soft voice, his eyes pleading her to keep dancing with him.
-Yeah, I’ll try. And she puts her head on his shoulder and snuggles up to him, as if he could protect her from the immense pain which embraces her heart.
Wilson is relieved, he is going to be able to feel her against him during some minuten still. He never felt something for her like tonight and it’s hard to understand why he’s so attracted to her tonight. Maybe because of all the pain she has, because of the fragility that gets out her. He doesn’t know. The only thing he wants right now is to be with her, to hold her in his arms, to comfort her, to make her feel better. The little voice again : Hey, Wilson, be honest ! u WANT her ! Not just to comfort her and listen to her as a friend ! u want this woman, and u can have her if u don’t act in a stupid way!
Cuddy feels strange and contradictory feelings, on one hand she still loves House and she’s really heartbroken. On the other hand, she feels good with Wilson. What does it mean ? Does her subconscious try to hurt House door making her attracted door Wilson ? He’s kinda cute, he’s nice, he takes care of her in this hard time, he tries to lift her mood up, he calls her several times « Lisa », House didn’t do that. Well, she didn’t call him « Greg » either. She raises the head, looks for Wilson’s eyes and gives at him a look printed door tenderness.
Wilson gives Cuddy her gaze back, his hart-, hart smelts completely for her, what is she playing ? Could it be possible that she likes him ? No, he must have imagined this spark in her eyes. And suddenly, he wants to kiss her. He has to say something to recover his sense.
-Cuddy, don’t look at me like that , of I…
-Or u …?, she replies, smiling.
- of I’m going to be transformed into pitiful idiot, he says with a smile. They’re staring at each other. And the band announces that they make a pause. Wilson and Cuddy verplaats reluctant away from each other and go back to their table.
Well, hope u like it, I write the following and update soon.
