Huddy Dance fan Art

House had decided to go and see cuddy at her house. He had witnessed the baby being born in the of but had also seen her fail to breathe. Cuddy had been left shell shocked and immediately left the hospital and went home. It was like things were moving in slow motion-she crawled up on top, boven of her bed and just lay there. Then she heard a knock on the door. Should she open it?

(House knocked on the door with his cane-he had ridden on his motorcycle to Cuddy’s house. He had thought about all the horrible things he told her the past couple of days, and realized he was just reflecting his own insecurities...

Title: Pilot Redux
Rating: T (I guess – for innuendo)
Summary: I’m working on writing a Huddy ending on add-in scene for each episode. This is a continuation of “Pilot”. My first huddy fic so be nice :-)

“5PM…Doctor House checking out…make sure u write that down.” House tosses the last chart onto the desk. He smirks and makes his way to Cuddy’s office, bursting through the doors.

A soft groan of exasperation escapes her lips. “Do u even know how to knock?”

“Of course I do.”

“What do u want, House?”

“I just came door to see if u had any other eloquent pearls...

Huddy Adventure #2

Summer Solstice

Wilson: So what are your plans for tonight? (Wilson picked up a bagel from the counter, whilst House looked at the selection of food with a look of disgust on his face.)

House: I don’t have any. Drinking will play a major part though.

Wilson: (Wilson gave House a typical look of discontent before they sat down at a table.) I was thinking about inviting u over for a little game of poker.

House: (House looked inquisitively at Wilson, as he was taking a bite of his bagel.) Why?

Wilson: Well, I like poker. u like poker. It seemed a logical reason to invite you....

House and Cuddy have been dating for about a maand now and they wanted to celebrate there maand anniversary. And as they waited for their food none of them zei anything and the silence was broken door the waiter.

“Grilled biefstuk with Béarnaise Sauce and French fries.” The waiter said, startling them a little.

“Gee! What are u a zombie?” House paused, putting a hand to his heart, “I almost had a hart-, hart attack for Pete’s sake!”

The waiter zei nothing and kept his stern, composed face to the task of serving them as properly as one could in this situation. He put down their plates...