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I've been having trouble writing for Thirteen but this is what I've got so far commentaren are love and please let me know if I should continue!








Chapter 7: Who is Remy “Thirteen” Hadley?

A nurse came in and adjusted some of Thirteen’s IV’s and checked her blood pressure Cuddy was their door her side through the process. After the nurse left Cuddy began to ask Thirteen vragen about her life.
“So what is the first thing to the Remy Hadley story?”
“Well what do u want to know?”
“Everything, start with your earliest memory.”
“Well I’ve been bisexual all my life I knew even in...

Ok well my fic is winding down and I know that I have been horrible at updating but I didnt want to leave u guys with no fic to read of mine. So here is one of my ideas and I wanted to see what u think about it and if i should do it of not. This idea has been nawing at me for a while now. SO tell me if i should continue.... :)
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Ugh! I groaned as I hit my alarm clock. It was anouther boring dag of boring school. Why did I have to get up? Geez I am just so tired. Why is this? Oh yeah volleyball.

I got up and got ready to go to school unwillingly. Great I have to see...

Smooth wet lips is all he feels on him, moving from his chin to his jaw, where a days worth of
facial hair is lightly showing. He could hear the faint sounds of moaning escaping her busy mouth, as well as his heavy breathing from the sensations she was making him have. A tongue slowly glides over his Adam's Apple, seductively licking, then taking her teeth and nibbling on his now red and wet skin. That's all it took. The tips of his fingers patiently and carefully traces down her covered torso. gans bumps on her arms appear rapidly at the touch of his shaking index finger going over her hidden...

She was beginning to miss his annoying harassments. He hadn’t spoken to her in quite a while, okay, a maand and two days to be exact, but it’s not like she was counting.. She saw him in class, but he never spoke, surprisingly. All she could was blame herself, for she created this so called ‘game’. But, little did she know, he missed her, deeply. Though, he’d never toon it, because he refuses to lose their game.

It was around 11 at night, when she decided to take his advice, and go have some fun. She was headed to one of the many parties happening that night, unfortunately for her,...

Later that night 10:49 p.m.

The hospital was fairly empty. Empty and quiet. The only people around were some nurses, and a few doctors standing door in their offices, catching up on paperwork and anything else they needed to take care of. House slid open the door to Cuddy's room, and carefully walked inside. He had taken a zitplaats, stoel in the corner of the room and began to zoek his pockets for something. Cuddy, was on the bed, asleep, but not for long. She woke up soon enough, and spoke in a hushed tone.

"What--are u doing?"
"Something."

He pulled out a needle and rolled up his pant leg. Then he took...

She jumped when House threw open the door; House briefly looked at her and then close and locked the door. Cuddy gave him a worried look, House was surprised how much emotions she had in her eyes. Doubt, expectation, passion, pain. He stepped closer to her, putting his cane away. Cuddy raised her hand and stepped back, hiding her desk.
“No,” she gasped unconvincingly.
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“Don’t worry I don’t bite,” House announced, still limping to her.
“No, but u hurt,” Cuddy zei weakly. “I’m too tired, House. I don’t want to play anymore.” door now, House get to her,...

It was late afternoon, and outside it was still raining; however the sight of a regenboog through the window made Lisa smile.

Lisa: I’ve gotta go guys. Otherwise I’ll be late for my last class.

Vanessa: Why are u taking Endocrinology again? It’s not as if u need to.

Lisa: I just…want to see if I could do better.

Lisa stood up from the sheltered benches, and picked up her small tote before walking to class. Smiling, she looked up into the rain clouds before she stopped under the shelter of the entrance to the building. Pinning her hair back, she then opened the door to the lecture room;...

I am soooo excited about the episode it's unreal, and (aside from plenty of Huddy smut ideas) this would leave me alone, so thought I'd put it on here. Not exactly Huddy, but kind of...I think.

"No, I want to hear about the sad hero again." a 3 jaar old Rachel Cuddy whined to her mum as they lay on her bed. 'She loves that story.' she thought, remembering back to when she made up taht story after a particularly tricky dag at the hospital. She took a deep breath and exhaled, removing those thoughts from her head with the air from her lungs she began her tale:

"Once upon a time, in Princetonia...

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Wilson: Do u have someone in there with you?

(Cuddy froze, trying not to make a sound. She was stuck hiding door the door, House obviously enjoyed this but Cuddy looked anxious and annoyed.)

House: No-one. When did u get all jealous?

(Wilson gave House a look before taking his foot out of the way of the door and House closed it.)

Cuddy: That was, annoying.

(House and Cuddy looked at each other intently before they kissed passionately, Cuddy’s back hit the mirror behind her and broke it but they didn’t care.)

House: That’s seven years bad luck.

(Cuddy and House stood there, their eyes connected...

Days had passed since House last talked to Lisa. Then days turned into weeks. Weeks then turned into months. Months turned into years. They finally had spoken to eachother 3 years later. He was walking with a new girl, she had short black hair, she was pretty as a picture. The girl wasnt from John Hopkins, she was at a law school near to John Hopkins. Once a week she would come visit House. While they were walking side door side, Lisa was holding hands with William Perterson when she happened to walk door House.
Lisa smiled at House, and House returned the same smile. All of them stopped.
Lisa-"Hi...

STOP!! *House screamed* If u throw her over the bridge with her hands and feet tied she won't be able to move....you really want to make her suffer?

*Mark looked at House and said* What ever hurts u House. Like I zei if u would have just stayed away from Stacy and went out with Lisa in the first place this nnneeeevvvveeerrr would have happend.

*The men got closer to the side of the bridge House limped over trying to stop them. Cuddy was trying to scream but with the tape over her mouth u couldn't hear anything. She tried to verplaats but with her hand and feet tied up she was defenceless.*...

Inspired door the lovely song:
"If I could see you" door Yiruma.
I thank ´CathCuddy for giving the link to me <3.

I hope they're any good.
My creative mood got me again.
Please R & R
(Constructive!) Critism is always welcome.

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Past and present

If I could see u again
through the same eyes as back then
when we weren't aware of what would come
of what we had to go through
of what we had to suffer
It would make things a lot easier.

But it's impossible
Present is the only thing which remains for me
And that certain melancholy and longing
called nostalgia
But...

Some say the way u kiss the one u love, shows just how much you’re in love with them. And, that ‘some’ of people, were exactly right. Because, when she kissed him, it wasn’t just a lustful kiss, it was a kiss of feelings, tonen how much she wanted this… wanted him. This one kiss was better than the numerous kisses and make outs she had performed in the past. It was like the first time a child tasted sugary candy, it was delicious, and yet bad for you. He was bad for her, and she knew it. But yet, like the candy, he was so delicious and tasty, that she couldn’t help herself....