"This will definitely be a Christmas Cuddy will never forget. I guess sometimes u can get what u really want."
"Well, for now she has what she really wants, but who knows if things will stay that way," House stated as he twirled his cane in his hand.
"House, for once just live in the present moment and accept that Cuddy may finally be the mommy she's always wanted to be. Don't jinx her."
"Wilson, I'm not jinxing anyone. It's just meer likely that things won't be happily ever after."
"You're used to unhappy endings so u think that is the way of life, but u fail to recognize your own hand in creating many of those endings."
"I didn't destroy my leg of ask for chronic pain for the rest of my life..."
"But u did push away the love of your life twice, enrage a patient's husband so much that he shot you, and nearly lose your livelihood and freedom because u pissed off the wrong cop..."
"Okay, I get it."
Wilson smiled knowingly at his friend.
"So, are u going to see Cuddy on Christmas?"
"Subtle, Wilson. No. She'll probably want alone time with the baby... Anyway, she probably doesn't want me tonen up..."
"Like that's ever stopped u before. I'm sure she would want u tonen up especially after the bureau gesture."
"You know about that?"
"I was there when she discovered it. Her whole face glowed when she saw her old Med school desk."
"So, she did like it," House zei to himself.
"She didn't tell you? Right after she found out she went to go see you."
"She did?...Oh, she saw..." House put his cane down and sat down at his desk.
"House, what happened?"
"She saw me with Dee-Dee."
"Who?"
"My hired hooker I used to trick Kutner and Taub with."
"Something tells me that she didn't just toon off her acting abilities. Did u go home pagina with her?"
"I had three hours left."
Wilson let out an exasperated sigh.
"No wonder she hasn't zei anything about the bureau she's pissed and humiliated. Why would u do that, House? Scratch that. I know why."
"It didn't mean anything. It's not like Cuddy and I are together."
"And whose fault is that."
Wilson shook his head in disappointment and walked out of the office.
House grabbed his tennis ball and stared out the window. It had started to snow.
"Well, for now she has what she really wants, but who knows if things will stay that way," House stated as he twirled his cane in his hand.
"House, for once just live in the present moment and accept that Cuddy may finally be the mommy she's always wanted to be. Don't jinx her."
"Wilson, I'm not jinxing anyone. It's just meer likely that things won't be happily ever after."
"You're used to unhappy endings so u think that is the way of life, but u fail to recognize your own hand in creating many of those endings."
"I didn't destroy my leg of ask for chronic pain for the rest of my life..."
"But u did push away the love of your life twice, enrage a patient's husband so much that he shot you, and nearly lose your livelihood and freedom because u pissed off the wrong cop..."
"Okay, I get it."
Wilson smiled knowingly at his friend.
"So, are u going to see Cuddy on Christmas?"
"Subtle, Wilson. No. She'll probably want alone time with the baby... Anyway, she probably doesn't want me tonen up..."
"Like that's ever stopped u before. I'm sure she would want u tonen up especially after the bureau gesture."
"You know about that?"
"I was there when she discovered it. Her whole face glowed when she saw her old Med school desk."
"So, she did like it," House zei to himself.
"She didn't tell you? Right after she found out she went to go see you."
"She did?...Oh, she saw..." House put his cane down and sat down at his desk.
"House, what happened?"
"She saw me with Dee-Dee."
"Who?"
"My hired hooker I used to trick Kutner and Taub with."
"Something tells me that she didn't just toon off her acting abilities. Did u go home pagina with her?"
"I had three hours left."
Wilson let out an exasperated sigh.
"No wonder she hasn't zei anything about the bureau she's pissed and humiliated. Why would u do that, House? Scratch that. I know why."
"It didn't mean anything. It's not like Cuddy and I are together."
"And whose fault is that."
Wilson shook his head in disappointment and walked out of the office.
House grabbed his tennis ball and stared out the window. It had started to snow.