"I brought u something to read." Cuddy zei as she laid down a copy of The Collected Works of Steinbeck.
House continued to stare out the window. Cuddy sat down on the bed watching him from across the room.
"Your team doesn't know the particulars of your absence...I'll tell them however much u want them to know." She zei as she traced a finger over the book.
House sighed deeply but continued to focus on the world that lay beyond the barred window.
"I used your pay check to pay off your heating bill,water bill, and rent for the volgende month. Wilson comes door your place every few days to clean up and make sure things are okay..."
House finally turned his gaze away from the window and looked at her.
"You shouldn't do that." He zei in a heavy whisper.
"When u get out of here you'll need a place to live and I know u wouldn't want to live anywhere else." She replied as she toyed with her bracelet.
"If I get out of here." He zei before turning his gaze back toward the window.
Cuddy sighed to herself. She stood up and walked to him. Standing behind him she placed a tentative hand against his shoulder. House's muscles tensed at the contact.
"House..."
"You shouldn't do that either." He zei as he stood up and walked to the otherside of the room. Cuddy closed her eyes momentarily,let out a breath, and then walked to the door.
"Wilson will be coming volgende week...Take care." She zei as she left the room, closing the door behind her.
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"You can't go to House for advice right now. He's not even allowed to practice medicine until he's finished his group therapy sessions." Cuddy zei as she handed the x-ray back to Forman.
"Look, he's disturbed and a little nuts but he's still a damn good doctor...We've exhausted every other avenue House's idea is our best shot at saving this kid."
Cuddy sat down in her chair.
"Did u find him at home?" She asked.
Forman raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Yeah, why?"
"I just want to make sure he really is doing what the therapist said...taking time out."
Forman sat down across from Cuddy and put the x-ray on the desk.
"He was watching a marathon of Married with Children and eating rijst Crispies when I arrived. So,I think he's taking time out alright."Forman zei in irritation.
Cuddy smiled at the mental image Forman provided.
"Well, if u really feel this is the only option left then do what u have to do." She finally declared.
Forman nodded in agreement and abruptly left the office.
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"Hey! That was my spring roll." Wilson yelled.
House smiled with glee at his friend's anger.
"I am a recent psych patient for goodness sake. u wouldn't deprive me of one little spring roll, would you?"
"That's only gonna work for another week before I start putting laxatives in your coffee."
"You can't do that. That was Cuddy's prank u have to come up with something better." House zei as he lounged on his friend's office couch.
"Have u talked to her recently?" Wilson suddenly asked.
House looked at the other man with a grim expression.
"No. Not on my to do list."
"Well, it should be. u count on her to be your advocate. She needs to know for sure that you're mentally fit before u can start work again."
"I know all this, Mom."
"Do u also know that u should talk to her for another reason? The reason being she's been in your life for over twenty years and whatever happened of didn't happen between u two needs to be resolved."
"Why do u even ask me vragen if you're just gonna answer them?
"Because you'll just deflect and I'd like to get back to this paperwork soon." He zei as he pulled out another file.
House rolled his eyes and stood up.
"I'm not ready to deal with her...and she's not ready to deal with me either."
"House, any conversation is better than none. Just ask her about Rachel of her mom anything would be better than complete avoidance."
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"You don't koop here." Cuddy stated as she pulled her kar, winkelwagen to the side of the isle.
"Hey, I can't eat organic fruit when I want to?" House asked as he picked up a plum.
"This store is thirty minuten out of your way. Anyway, how did u know I'd be here?"
"Your nanny." He stated simply.
"Well, what do u want?"
House peered into her kar, winkelwagen examining her selection of goods.
"I didn't know they made organic cheesecake."
"House?! Why are u here?"
"I wanted to ask u how the kid is." He zei looking away from her.
"You could have just called me."
"Well, coulda shoulda woulda." He zei as he placed some bananas in his cart.
Cuddy sighed in exasperation.
"She's fine. She's crawling all over the house now."
"That's good. I guess." He zei somewhat unsure how to respond.
Cuddy smiled softly at his attempt at small talk, a pastime she knew he abhorred, and walked closer to him.
"Your hair is growing in." She told him.
"I'm glad. At first, I thought I'd look like a mental patient up until spring."
"Well, you're looking good."
"Thanks." He genuinely replied.
"You're welcome." She zei back.
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"I hate the clinic." House shouted as he barged into Cuddy's office.
She put down her file and looked up at him.
"I know it's boring but that is the most medicine you're going to be doing for the volgende month."
"I am tired of diagnosing crotch rot and sore throats...Come on, Cuddy. I need a mystery." He zei in a whiny tone.
"A mystery? Here, look over these budget forms and tell me how we can buy a new MRI machine and give the wait staff an increase in benefits."
House rolled his eyes and fiddled with his cane.
"Fine. I'm stuck in clinic hell for the volgende month, but does that mean I can't experience something unexpected?"
Cuddy chuckled at his response and stood up. She walked over to her cabinet and pulled out a small box wrapped with a bow.
"What's that?"
"A birthday present...that I meant to give u last year..."
"But u lost your nerve." He zei finishing her thought.
"Just open it." She zei handing it over to him.
House unwrapped the bow and opened the box.
"A mix cd?" He asked with a huge grin.
Cuddy couldn't help but to grin as well.
"A little junior highish, isn't it?" She asked as she leaned against her desk.
"I like muziek and u know that. So, yeah." He zei with a light laugh as he stood up in front of her, towering over her."
"I think you'll like it." She zei in a softer almost seductive tone. House leaned into her space a bit more.
"I'm sure I will...But now I have to come clean myself." He zei turning his gaze to the window.
"About?"
"I may have...maybe...made u a song." He zei turning back to her.
She smiled shyly back at him.
"May have?" She asked teasingly.
"I'll play it for u some time."
"I'd like that." She zei as she lightly touched his hand.
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"That's so cute." Wilson zei as he put on the cd that Cuddy made for House.
"I knew I shouldn't have told you." House grimaced before taking a swig of his Sprite.
"But it is cute. She made this for u because she wanted u to know for sure the way u make her feel...because u guys were always confusing each other all last year...And apparently Cuddy has pretty good taste in music." Wilson zei as he hummed along to The Velvet Underground's "I'm Sticking with You."
"Yeah, my musical tastes have rubbed off on her." House zei as he gently rubbed his leg.
"I've meant to commentaar on this but I know how u get..."
"Spit it out, Wilson."
"I'm proud of you."
House put his drink down and stared at his friend.
"Thanks." House zei in disbelief.
Wilson smiled.
"You've been off Vicodin for over four months and you're handling the pain so much better than I've ever seen you...and now u are letting someone into your heart...I'm very proud of you." He zei with teary eyes.
House drew his gaze to the floor and let out a breath.
"I needed to hear u say that." House replied in a very low voice.
Wilson nodded his head in agreement and walked over to sit volgende to his friend.
"So, how do u like the muziek so far?" He suddenly asked.
"The woman knows what I like."
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"The munchkin won't stop gnawing on my thumb." House yelled to Lisa Cuddy from the couch.
She walked from the keuken-, keuken holding a tray of popcorn,sodas,chips, and pop tarts. House placed Rachel into her bassinet. His mouth watered at the spread Cuddy had arranged.
"She's in the oral stage...and don't even try to make a joke out of that."
House smirked.
"Darn, am I that predictable?" He asked as he picked up a few chips.
Cuddy smirked at him and sat down.
"Yes. What films did u get?" She asked.
"Bourne Supremacy, Mission Impossible III, and Transporter III." He zei with a completely serious face.
"House?! None of those films sound like anything that I would ever want to watch."
"Oh, u meant what movie did I specifically pick to watch with you? Oh, dumb me." He zei in mock sincerity.
"So, what did u bring me?"
House picked up his napsack and pulled out a copy of Audrey Hepburn's film "Two for the Road".
Cuddy's face went from unamused to extremly delighted at the sight of the film.
"That's one of my favoriete Audrey Hepburn films."
"I know. A little birdy told me."
"Does this little birdy happen to be a private investigator with a five o'clock shadow and an inability to lie?" She asked with a knowing smile.
"You forgot to add unbelievably inept at using disguises." He zei with a laugh.
Cuddy laughed with him.
"You hired him again just to find out the exact movie I would like? And how did he find out?"
"Hey, I don't ask about the methods. It's results that I'm after." He zei as he let his arm rest behind her.
"Smooth." She zei with a grin.
"Like butter." He zei with his own wolfish grin.
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"You slept with Cuddy!" Wilson stated as he stepped into House's apartment.
House looked up from his piano.
"Why, Jimmy, what gave u that idea?" He asked with a huge smile.
"Well, your cat caught the canary smile is clue number one. Oh, and u were nice to a patient's family, finished all your clinic hours for the day, and actually told your team that they did a good job today." Wilson zei as he neared the older man.
"It looks like you've got all the pieces, Sherlock."
Wilson pursed his lips.
"And u were singing today. u only sing in public when you've gotten some base needs met." He zei with a victorius grin.
"Look, we didn't have sex." House stated in frustration as he stood up and limped to sit on the couch.
Wilson studied his friend's face and then sat down volgende to him.
"You're not lying. What happened then?"
"We watched a movie. We argued over muziek selections. We ate alot of rommel, ongewenste food..."
"Get to it already."
"We made out like the world was ending. We talked for a long time, and then we went to bed together." He zei as he rubbed his leg.
"But u didn't have sex? And u were still happy today?" Wilson asked incredulously.
House turned his gaze to the window.
"Yes...But don't get me wrong, I want her bad." He zei with desire.
"But you're taking it slow for once and so is she because u want this to work out." Wilson stated with a smile. House rolled his eyes.
"Don't get all girly on me. Enough talk of feelings. Lets go bowling." House zei trying to change the subject.
"Alright, but no amount of bowling will change the fact that u are hopelessly in love with Lisa Cuddy."
"Point noted. Now get your ezel in gear."
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"That was...I...never heard something so beautiful, Greg." Lisa zei as she slumped down volgende to him on the piano bench.
House smiled fondly at her and kissed her lightly on the cheek. He then placed a gentle kiss against her lips. She kissed softly back. He pulled back slowly and traced her jaw line with his index finger. She smiled fondly at him.
"What's it called?" She asked.
"Cuddy's Serenade."
She leaned her face close to his. Her lips a mere inch from his own.
"I want to hear it again...but after."
"After what?"
Cuddy placed her hand lightly on top, boven of his sore thigh.
"After." She stated softly before she kissed him again this time deepening the exchange. House pulled her closer to him until she was half on his lap.
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"It's even prettier the seconde time." She zei as she once again sat volgende to him on the piano bench, but this time wrapped in his bed sheet. House wore only his boxers. He kissed her shoulder.
"Since I gave u a repeat performance would it be out of line to ask for..."
Cuddy playfully nudged him.
"I doubt your leg can handle that so soon." She zei standing up. House pulled her back down.
"Then don't make my leg do any work." He zei as he patted his lap for her to sit on.
Cuddy smirked devilishly.
"And here I thought u liked to be on top." She zei as she sat down on him.
"There are worst ways to relinquish control." He declared before crashing his lips against hers.
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"So, was the reality as good as the delusion?" Cuddy asked as she stroked House's chest.
"Real Cuddy is always better." He zei as he kissed the top, boven of her head. She stilled her hand against him and kissed his chest.
"And I'm sorry for what I zei about Rachel that night...the way I acted the volgende day..." He suddenly added.
"Shhh...I know." She zei as she kissed his chest once more.
House continued to stare out the window. Cuddy sat down on the bed watching him from across the room.
"Your team doesn't know the particulars of your absence...I'll tell them however much u want them to know." She zei as she traced a finger over the book.
House sighed deeply but continued to focus on the world that lay beyond the barred window.
"I used your pay check to pay off your heating bill,water bill, and rent for the volgende month. Wilson comes door your place every few days to clean up and make sure things are okay..."
House finally turned his gaze away from the window and looked at her.
"You shouldn't do that." He zei in a heavy whisper.
"When u get out of here you'll need a place to live and I know u wouldn't want to live anywhere else." She replied as she toyed with her bracelet.
"If I get out of here." He zei before turning his gaze back toward the window.
Cuddy sighed to herself. She stood up and walked to him. Standing behind him she placed a tentative hand against his shoulder. House's muscles tensed at the contact.
"House..."
"You shouldn't do that either." He zei as he stood up and walked to the otherside of the room. Cuddy closed her eyes momentarily,let out a breath, and then walked to the door.
"Wilson will be coming volgende week...Take care." She zei as she left the room, closing the door behind her.
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"You can't go to House for advice right now. He's not even allowed to practice medicine until he's finished his group therapy sessions." Cuddy zei as she handed the x-ray back to Forman.
"Look, he's disturbed and a little nuts but he's still a damn good doctor...We've exhausted every other avenue House's idea is our best shot at saving this kid."
Cuddy sat down in her chair.
"Did u find him at home?" She asked.
Forman raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Yeah, why?"
"I just want to make sure he really is doing what the therapist said...taking time out."
Forman sat down across from Cuddy and put the x-ray on the desk.
"He was watching a marathon of Married with Children and eating rijst Crispies when I arrived. So,I think he's taking time out alright."Forman zei in irritation.
Cuddy smiled at the mental image Forman provided.
"Well, if u really feel this is the only option left then do what u have to do." She finally declared.
Forman nodded in agreement and abruptly left the office.
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"Hey! That was my spring roll." Wilson yelled.
House smiled with glee at his friend's anger.
"I am a recent psych patient for goodness sake. u wouldn't deprive me of one little spring roll, would you?"
"That's only gonna work for another week before I start putting laxatives in your coffee."
"You can't do that. That was Cuddy's prank u have to come up with something better." House zei as he lounged on his friend's office couch.
"Have u talked to her recently?" Wilson suddenly asked.
House looked at the other man with a grim expression.
"No. Not on my to do list."
"Well, it should be. u count on her to be your advocate. She needs to know for sure that you're mentally fit before u can start work again."
"I know all this, Mom."
"Do u also know that u should talk to her for another reason? The reason being she's been in your life for over twenty years and whatever happened of didn't happen between u two needs to be resolved."
"Why do u even ask me vragen if you're just gonna answer them?
"Because you'll just deflect and I'd like to get back to this paperwork soon." He zei as he pulled out another file.
House rolled his eyes and stood up.
"I'm not ready to deal with her...and she's not ready to deal with me either."
"House, any conversation is better than none. Just ask her about Rachel of her mom anything would be better than complete avoidance."
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"You don't koop here." Cuddy stated as she pulled her kar, winkelwagen to the side of the isle.
"Hey, I can't eat organic fruit when I want to?" House asked as he picked up a plum.
"This store is thirty minuten out of your way. Anyway, how did u know I'd be here?"
"Your nanny." He stated simply.
"Well, what do u want?"
House peered into her kar, winkelwagen examining her selection of goods.
"I didn't know they made organic cheesecake."
"House?! Why are u here?"
"I wanted to ask u how the kid is." He zei looking away from her.
"You could have just called me."
"Well, coulda shoulda woulda." He zei as he placed some bananas in his cart.
Cuddy sighed in exasperation.
"She's fine. She's crawling all over the house now."
"That's good. I guess." He zei somewhat unsure how to respond.
Cuddy smiled softly at his attempt at small talk, a pastime she knew he abhorred, and walked closer to him.
"Your hair is growing in." She told him.
"I'm glad. At first, I thought I'd look like a mental patient up until spring."
"Well, you're looking good."
"Thanks." He genuinely replied.
"You're welcome." She zei back.
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"I hate the clinic." House shouted as he barged into Cuddy's office.
She put down her file and looked up at him.
"I know it's boring but that is the most medicine you're going to be doing for the volgende month."
"I am tired of diagnosing crotch rot and sore throats...Come on, Cuddy. I need a mystery." He zei in a whiny tone.
"A mystery? Here, look over these budget forms and tell me how we can buy a new MRI machine and give the wait staff an increase in benefits."
House rolled his eyes and fiddled with his cane.
"Fine. I'm stuck in clinic hell for the volgende month, but does that mean I can't experience something unexpected?"
Cuddy chuckled at his response and stood up. She walked over to her cabinet and pulled out a small box wrapped with a bow.
"What's that?"
"A birthday present...that I meant to give u last year..."
"But u lost your nerve." He zei finishing her thought.
"Just open it." She zei handing it over to him.
House unwrapped the bow and opened the box.
"A mix cd?" He asked with a huge grin.
Cuddy couldn't help but to grin as well.
"A little junior highish, isn't it?" She asked as she leaned against her desk.
"I like muziek and u know that. So, yeah." He zei with a light laugh as he stood up in front of her, towering over her."
"I think you'll like it." She zei in a softer almost seductive tone. House leaned into her space a bit more.
"I'm sure I will...But now I have to come clean myself." He zei turning his gaze to the window.
"About?"
"I may have...maybe...made u a song." He zei turning back to her.
She smiled shyly back at him.
"May have?" She asked teasingly.
"I'll play it for u some time."
"I'd like that." She zei as she lightly touched his hand.
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"That's so cute." Wilson zei as he put on the cd that Cuddy made for House.
"I knew I shouldn't have told you." House grimaced before taking a swig of his Sprite.
"But it is cute. She made this for u because she wanted u to know for sure the way u make her feel...because u guys were always confusing each other all last year...And apparently Cuddy has pretty good taste in music." Wilson zei as he hummed along to The Velvet Underground's "I'm Sticking with You."
"Yeah, my musical tastes have rubbed off on her." House zei as he gently rubbed his leg.
"I've meant to commentaar on this but I know how u get..."
"Spit it out, Wilson."
"I'm proud of you."
House put his drink down and stared at his friend.
"Thanks." House zei in disbelief.
Wilson smiled.
"You've been off Vicodin for over four months and you're handling the pain so much better than I've ever seen you...and now u are letting someone into your heart...I'm very proud of you." He zei with teary eyes.
House drew his gaze to the floor and let out a breath.
"I needed to hear u say that." House replied in a very low voice.
Wilson nodded his head in agreement and walked over to sit volgende to his friend.
"So, how do u like the muziek so far?" He suddenly asked.
"The woman knows what I like."
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"The munchkin won't stop gnawing on my thumb." House yelled to Lisa Cuddy from the couch.
She walked from the keuken-, keuken holding a tray of popcorn,sodas,chips, and pop tarts. House placed Rachel into her bassinet. His mouth watered at the spread Cuddy had arranged.
"She's in the oral stage...and don't even try to make a joke out of that."
House smirked.
"Darn, am I that predictable?" He asked as he picked up a few chips.
Cuddy smirked at him and sat down.
"Yes. What films did u get?" She asked.
"Bourne Supremacy, Mission Impossible III, and Transporter III." He zei with a completely serious face.
"House?! None of those films sound like anything that I would ever want to watch."
"Oh, u meant what movie did I specifically pick to watch with you? Oh, dumb me." He zei in mock sincerity.
"So, what did u bring me?"
House picked up his napsack and pulled out a copy of Audrey Hepburn's film "Two for the Road".
Cuddy's face went from unamused to extremly delighted at the sight of the film.
"That's one of my favoriete Audrey Hepburn films."
"I know. A little birdy told me."
"Does this little birdy happen to be a private investigator with a five o'clock shadow and an inability to lie?" She asked with a knowing smile.
"You forgot to add unbelievably inept at using disguises." He zei with a laugh.
Cuddy laughed with him.
"You hired him again just to find out the exact movie I would like? And how did he find out?"
"Hey, I don't ask about the methods. It's results that I'm after." He zei as he let his arm rest behind her.
"Smooth." She zei with a grin.
"Like butter." He zei with his own wolfish grin.
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"You slept with Cuddy!" Wilson stated as he stepped into House's apartment.
House looked up from his piano.
"Why, Jimmy, what gave u that idea?" He asked with a huge smile.
"Well, your cat caught the canary smile is clue number one. Oh, and u were nice to a patient's family, finished all your clinic hours for the day, and actually told your team that they did a good job today." Wilson zei as he neared the older man.
"It looks like you've got all the pieces, Sherlock."
Wilson pursed his lips.
"And u were singing today. u only sing in public when you've gotten some base needs met." He zei with a victorius grin.
"Look, we didn't have sex." House stated in frustration as he stood up and limped to sit on the couch.
Wilson studied his friend's face and then sat down volgende to him.
"You're not lying. What happened then?"
"We watched a movie. We argued over muziek selections. We ate alot of rommel, ongewenste food..."
"Get to it already."
"We made out like the world was ending. We talked for a long time, and then we went to bed together." He zei as he rubbed his leg.
"But u didn't have sex? And u were still happy today?" Wilson asked incredulously.
House turned his gaze to the window.
"Yes...But don't get me wrong, I want her bad." He zei with desire.
"But you're taking it slow for once and so is she because u want this to work out." Wilson stated with a smile. House rolled his eyes.
"Don't get all girly on me. Enough talk of feelings. Lets go bowling." House zei trying to change the subject.
"Alright, but no amount of bowling will change the fact that u are hopelessly in love with Lisa Cuddy."
"Point noted. Now get your ezel in gear."
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"That was...I...never heard something so beautiful, Greg." Lisa zei as she slumped down volgende to him on the piano bench.
House smiled fondly at her and kissed her lightly on the cheek. He then placed a gentle kiss against her lips. She kissed softly back. He pulled back slowly and traced her jaw line with his index finger. She smiled fondly at him.
"What's it called?" She asked.
"Cuddy's Serenade."
She leaned her face close to his. Her lips a mere inch from his own.
"I want to hear it again...but after."
"After what?"
Cuddy placed her hand lightly on top, boven of his sore thigh.
"After." She stated softly before she kissed him again this time deepening the exchange. House pulled her closer to him until she was half on his lap.
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"It's even prettier the seconde time." She zei as she once again sat volgende to him on the piano bench, but this time wrapped in his bed sheet. House wore only his boxers. He kissed her shoulder.
"Since I gave u a repeat performance would it be out of line to ask for..."
Cuddy playfully nudged him.
"I doubt your leg can handle that so soon." She zei standing up. House pulled her back down.
"Then don't make my leg do any work." He zei as he patted his lap for her to sit on.
Cuddy smirked devilishly.
"And here I thought u liked to be on top." She zei as she sat down on him.
"There are worst ways to relinquish control." He declared before crashing his lips against hers.
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"So, was the reality as good as the delusion?" Cuddy asked as she stroked House's chest.
"Real Cuddy is always better." He zei as he kissed the top, boven of her head. She stilled her hand against him and kissed his chest.
"And I'm sorry for what I zei about Rachel that night...the way I acted the volgende day..." He suddenly added.
"Shhh...I know." She zei as she kissed his chest once more.
