A/N hehe...im sorry for the loss...it wasnt as emotional as i'd have liked to write it but yer... oh well...i hope u enjoy this chapter...IM FINALLY OUT OF MY BLOCK FOR IT!!! HUZZARR!!! xD
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Cuddy looked from the doctor to House to her stomach. Possessively she put her hand on her belly. Tears began to flow from her eyes.
"I'm so stupid!" she yelled. House looked at the doctor with the look 'please go away for a minute.
House grabbed her hand.
"You are not stupid, Lisa,"
"Yes I am, if I hadn't kept on arguing with you, it probably never would've happened,"
"You misplaced your footing, everyone does it,"
"Yeah, but how many people do it, fall and lose a child!?" she was sobbing louder now.
House couldn't do much but just sit there and comfort her door holding her hand and rubbing her back.
Cuddy lent into his touch. "Why do we argue so much, Greg?"
House shook his head. "I dunno; why do u ask?"
"I dunno, we always argue but I've never worked out why,"
"Shh, u need to rest," he said, brushing her off.
"Will u stay with me?" she asked, her tears subsiding .
"Of course," he whispered pressing a kiss to her forehead.
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Cuddy was released from the hospital a few days after her fall. She was still distressed about losing her child, but she knew she had House. Smiling at the thought, she realised that he was the only one who had actually managed to make her pregnant and her smile grew wider. Maybe she still had a chance to have a child with him?
House had moved in for the week seeing as she was told to be on bedrest. Cuddy didn't enjoy the news and thought how her mother had alway told her that doctors always made the worst patient.
"Greg!?" she yelled from her bed. She knew he was attending to Rachel.
"Yeeeaaahhh!?" he yelled back.
Cuddy's tone got lower, "Wanna kom bij me in my bedrest!?"
"Are u inviting me for sex, Lisa? I never thought I'd see the day!?"
House's voice was coming nearer, so she didn't yell. "No, I've been placed on a strict 'you MUST stay in bed for a week' order door Doctor Gregory House, himself."
House smirked to himself when he walked into her bedroom.
"You know u love me for it,"
"I do, but I want to apologise for the other day, I should've known I couldn't change who u are."
"No, I'm not accepting your apology,"
Cuddy looked shocked, "Why?"
"Because it was me who kept the argument going and I should know better than to argue with someone I care about,"
"Aww, come here you!" she said, opening her arms to him like a mother would do to an upset child.
House had no hesitations to snuggle up with her.
TBC...
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i hoped u enjoyed...
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Cuddy looked from the doctor to House to her stomach. Possessively she put her hand on her belly. Tears began to flow from her eyes.
"I'm so stupid!" she yelled. House looked at the doctor with the look 'please go away for a minute.
House grabbed her hand.
"You are not stupid, Lisa,"
"Yes I am, if I hadn't kept on arguing with you, it probably never would've happened,"
"You misplaced your footing, everyone does it,"
"Yeah, but how many people do it, fall and lose a child!?" she was sobbing louder now.
House couldn't do much but just sit there and comfort her door holding her hand and rubbing her back.
Cuddy lent into his touch. "Why do we argue so much, Greg?"
House shook his head. "I dunno; why do u ask?"
"I dunno, we always argue but I've never worked out why,"
"Shh, u need to rest," he said, brushing her off.
"Will u stay with me?" she asked, her tears subsiding .
"Of course," he whispered pressing a kiss to her forehead.
**************************************************
Cuddy was released from the hospital a few days after her fall. She was still distressed about losing her child, but she knew she had House. Smiling at the thought, she realised that he was the only one who had actually managed to make her pregnant and her smile grew wider. Maybe she still had a chance to have a child with him?
House had moved in for the week seeing as she was told to be on bedrest. Cuddy didn't enjoy the news and thought how her mother had alway told her that doctors always made the worst patient.
"Greg!?" she yelled from her bed. She knew he was attending to Rachel.
"Yeeeaaahhh!?" he yelled back.
Cuddy's tone got lower, "Wanna kom bij me in my bedrest!?"
"Are u inviting me for sex, Lisa? I never thought I'd see the day!?"
House's voice was coming nearer, so she didn't yell. "No, I've been placed on a strict 'you MUST stay in bed for a week' order door Doctor Gregory House, himself."
House smirked to himself when he walked into her bedroom.
"You know u love me for it,"
"I do, but I want to apologise for the other day, I should've known I couldn't change who u are."
"No, I'm not accepting your apology,"
Cuddy looked shocked, "Why?"
"Because it was me who kept the argument going and I should know better than to argue with someone I care about,"
"Aww, come here you!" she said, opening her arms to him like a mother would do to an upset child.
House had no hesitations to snuggle up with her.
TBC...
again review and rate!!!
i hoped u enjoyed...
I was reading up on opiate withdrawal and apparently u can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the volgende morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the space of a horrible 24 uur detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every uur of so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the volgende morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the space of a horrible 24 uur detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every uur of so like before.
Short and simple :)