OK, so I haven't seen S5 yet (and please don't spoil it for me!) so there obviously won't be anything concerning those epis written here apart from maybe things from a few spoilery vids etc. So basically, it's still S4 based-ish.
Anyway, enjoy! =]
When House woke up to find Cuddy holding his hand he felt an overwhelming sense of relief. All because he knew that someone was there beside him, someone cares for him deeply, someone hasn't just turned their back on him, like so many others have. He felt her concern for him द्वारा the way she held his hand and curled up in the chair beside his bed, relaxed in his presence, natural, beautiful.
A few days later he could finally leave his bed-ridden state and resume back to normal life. Although it wasn't really normal, and it probably never will be. He had 'crossed the line' this time and he could understand why Wilson wouldn't forgive him, if ever. He secretly blamed himself for Amber's death, his best friend's sadness, but he never let it show. He just tried to get on with life the best he could knowing that there was only one person keeping him going through all of this pain he felt. That one person was no doubt Cuddy.
One दिन though, things changed. Cuddy was, as usual, working late and normally House would go pester Wilson about his sex life या follow him on a date, but he had gone, turned his back on him. The man who cared too much turned his back on the man who never seemed to care at all. So instead he stayed at the hospital a little longer and decided on teasing Cuddy a bit. When he walked into her office to find her sleeping uncomfortably on her couch, he smiled to himself, then was suddenly shocked द्वारा the sudden jump his दिल made when she stirred. Was he having a दिल attack या was he in प्यार with her? No, neither, he thought and just pushed aside the shock of his pounding heart. He noticed her shivering slightly and pulled the blanket up over her shoulders. He went to turn around, heading for the door when he felt that sudden jump of his दिल again. And again. And again. And...
Cuddy woke up with a smile on her face at the familiar smell of House. She knew he was there, that he was the one who wanted to make sure she was nice and warm on that cold New Jersey night. She stretched and yawned before sitting up and putting her heels on when she noticed some sort of lumpy liquid. She couldn't tell what it was because her eyes were still sleepy. When they finally adjusted she realised that there was a puddle of vomit on her office floor, and lying a couple of inches away from it an unconscious House.
'Oh shit! HOUSE!'
She almost screamed with fear, knowing that she had been sleeping for many hours and therefore that House had been unconscious for about that amount of time. She knew this wasn't good. She ran out of her office in a hysterical mess and shouted at the चोटी, शीर्ष of her lungs.
'I need someone in here NOW!! Hurry, he's had a दिल attack and he's blacked out!'
Many worried doctors and nurses assembled in the lobby staring at her in disbelief, not really registering whatever she was trying to say.
'Well don't just stand there!!'
A few backed away with shock at the tone of her voice and others hurried into her office only to find out for themselves exactly what she was screaming about. He was rushed onto a gurney and into ICU where Cuddy's unknown fears were confirmed. House had slipped into a coma and the chances of him coming out of it alive were slim.
She phoned Wilson as soon as she recollected herself and told him she needed to talk to him right this minute. He reluctantly obliged, not wanting to bump into House, unaware of House's fate. Cuddy tried so hard to seem normal on the phone that Wilson couldn't even detect a hint of sadness in her voice. Nothing. She just seemed like his former boss, with the same authoritative tone she used on employees she wasn't too close with.
He arrived within an घंटा at the hospital, with various glances from nurses. It could have been because Wilson had walked into the hospital dressed casually in jeans and a loose कमीज, शर्ट for the first time, या simply because he was James Wilson. Perhaps a bit of both. He ignored the glances and headed straight for Cuddy's office. He turned on the handle and gently entered her office, swiftly closing the door behind him, to find her pacing around her office nervously. She looked up at him and sighed with relief when she saw his familiar face. She walked up to him and hugged him.
'Oh, James, thank god you're here!'
'Lisa...?'
He was understandably confused as she broke down in tears knowing her vulnerability won't scare Wilson, having seen her distressed before. When she recollected herself once और she sat him down on the सोफ़ा, सोफे and explained everything that was happening with House and how slim his chances of survival are.
'James, I know आप still care about him, he's your best friend for god's sake! If he does wake up, I want आप to be there for him. Don't let this friendship go, not now James, not now. He misses आप and he needs his best friend back. He's not the same without आप here. And also, I need a break from him every once in a while, आप know!'
She thought throwing the slight joke in to her serious one-way conversation would lighten the sullen atmosphere, but to no avail as Wilson had not heard that last sentence, still trying to register what Cuddy had just told him. Without another word, he ran out of her office and rushed to ICU and into House's room. He found him there in the same room Amber was in, hooked up to several machines. Flashbacks of Amber and her last moments appeared in front of his eyes as tears threatened to fall. When he saw House twitch slightly, he let those tears fall freely. Cuddy was behind him now, and she placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
They sat beside House's बिस्तर hoping he'd wake up and everything would resume back to normal again. They were sat there for hours and hours and neither of them moved even though they were hungry and thirsty and desperate need of a shower. Then they saw House's eyes open, clearly trying to focus on the two blurred figures sitting द्वारा him. When he saw Wilson and Cuddy sitting there, he let a single tear fall down his face. They smiled at him reassuringly, both of them happy that House will be alright. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again. Then his दिल rate decreased rapidly until....until he died.
Both Wilson and Cuddy looked at the monitor in shock whilst some oter doctors rushed in to try and resuscitate him, but his stubborn दिल just wouldn't start again. They called it and walked away in anger. Cuddy couldn't hold her balance any longer and had to rely on Wilson to catch her. Neither of them could believe it. He was gone forever. Both of them were full of regret never being able to tell House how they really felt about him.
A few hours later, they sat in House's office, letting their feelings loose.
'James, don't beat yourself up about it, he knew आप cared for him. He knew आप still thought of him as your best friend.'
'And what about you, Lisa? Do आप know that he loved you, and that he knew आप loved him equally as much?'
Cuddy let her tears fall again as Wilson comforted her as best he could.
The only सवाल was: could they find solace in each other?
Anyway, enjoy! =]
When House woke up to find Cuddy holding his hand he felt an overwhelming sense of relief. All because he knew that someone was there beside him, someone cares for him deeply, someone hasn't just turned their back on him, like so many others have. He felt her concern for him द्वारा the way she held his hand and curled up in the chair beside his bed, relaxed in his presence, natural, beautiful.
A few days later he could finally leave his bed-ridden state and resume back to normal life. Although it wasn't really normal, and it probably never will be. He had 'crossed the line' this time and he could understand why Wilson wouldn't forgive him, if ever. He secretly blamed himself for Amber's death, his best friend's sadness, but he never let it show. He just tried to get on with life the best he could knowing that there was only one person keeping him going through all of this pain he felt. That one person was no doubt Cuddy.
One दिन though, things changed. Cuddy was, as usual, working late and normally House would go pester Wilson about his sex life या follow him on a date, but he had gone, turned his back on him. The man who cared too much turned his back on the man who never seemed to care at all. So instead he stayed at the hospital a little longer and decided on teasing Cuddy a bit. When he walked into her office to find her sleeping uncomfortably on her couch, he smiled to himself, then was suddenly shocked द्वारा the sudden jump his दिल made when she stirred. Was he having a दिल attack या was he in प्यार with her? No, neither, he thought and just pushed aside the shock of his pounding heart. He noticed her shivering slightly and pulled the blanket up over her shoulders. He went to turn around, heading for the door when he felt that sudden jump of his दिल again. And again. And again. And...
Cuddy woke up with a smile on her face at the familiar smell of House. She knew he was there, that he was the one who wanted to make sure she was nice and warm on that cold New Jersey night. She stretched and yawned before sitting up and putting her heels on when she noticed some sort of lumpy liquid. She couldn't tell what it was because her eyes were still sleepy. When they finally adjusted she realised that there was a puddle of vomit on her office floor, and lying a couple of inches away from it an unconscious House.
'Oh shit! HOUSE!'
She almost screamed with fear, knowing that she had been sleeping for many hours and therefore that House had been unconscious for about that amount of time. She knew this wasn't good. She ran out of her office in a hysterical mess and shouted at the चोटी, शीर्ष of her lungs.
'I need someone in here NOW!! Hurry, he's had a दिल attack and he's blacked out!'
Many worried doctors and nurses assembled in the lobby staring at her in disbelief, not really registering whatever she was trying to say.
'Well don't just stand there!!'
A few backed away with shock at the tone of her voice and others hurried into her office only to find out for themselves exactly what she was screaming about. He was rushed onto a gurney and into ICU where Cuddy's unknown fears were confirmed. House had slipped into a coma and the chances of him coming out of it alive were slim.
She phoned Wilson as soon as she recollected herself and told him she needed to talk to him right this minute. He reluctantly obliged, not wanting to bump into House, unaware of House's fate. Cuddy tried so hard to seem normal on the phone that Wilson couldn't even detect a hint of sadness in her voice. Nothing. She just seemed like his former boss, with the same authoritative tone she used on employees she wasn't too close with.
He arrived within an घंटा at the hospital, with various glances from nurses. It could have been because Wilson had walked into the hospital dressed casually in jeans and a loose कमीज, शर्ट for the first time, या simply because he was James Wilson. Perhaps a bit of both. He ignored the glances and headed straight for Cuddy's office. He turned on the handle and gently entered her office, swiftly closing the door behind him, to find her pacing around her office nervously. She looked up at him and sighed with relief when she saw his familiar face. She walked up to him and hugged him.
'Oh, James, thank god you're here!'
'Lisa...?'
He was understandably confused as she broke down in tears knowing her vulnerability won't scare Wilson, having seen her distressed before. When she recollected herself once और she sat him down on the सोफ़ा, सोफे and explained everything that was happening with House and how slim his chances of survival are.
'James, I know आप still care about him, he's your best friend for god's sake! If he does wake up, I want आप to be there for him. Don't let this friendship go, not now James, not now. He misses आप and he needs his best friend back. He's not the same without आप here. And also, I need a break from him every once in a while, आप know!'
She thought throwing the slight joke in to her serious one-way conversation would lighten the sullen atmosphere, but to no avail as Wilson had not heard that last sentence, still trying to register what Cuddy had just told him. Without another word, he ran out of her office and rushed to ICU and into House's room. He found him there in the same room Amber was in, hooked up to several machines. Flashbacks of Amber and her last moments appeared in front of his eyes as tears threatened to fall. When he saw House twitch slightly, he let those tears fall freely. Cuddy was behind him now, and she placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
They sat beside House's बिस्तर hoping he'd wake up and everything would resume back to normal again. They were sat there for hours and hours and neither of them moved even though they were hungry and thirsty and desperate need of a shower. Then they saw House's eyes open, clearly trying to focus on the two blurred figures sitting द्वारा him. When he saw Wilson and Cuddy sitting there, he let a single tear fall down his face. They smiled at him reassuringly, both of them happy that House will be alright. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again. Then his दिल rate decreased rapidly until....until he died.
Both Wilson and Cuddy looked at the monitor in shock whilst some oter doctors rushed in to try and resuscitate him, but his stubborn दिल just wouldn't start again. They called it and walked away in anger. Cuddy couldn't hold her balance any longer and had to rely on Wilson to catch her. Neither of them could believe it. He was gone forever. Both of them were full of regret never being able to tell House how they really felt about him.
A few hours later, they sat in House's office, letting their feelings loose.
'James, don't beat yourself up about it, he knew आप cared for him. He knew आप still thought of him as your best friend.'
'And what about you, Lisa? Do आप know that he loved you, and that he knew आप loved him equally as much?'
Cuddy let her tears fall again as Wilson comforted her as best he could.
The only सवाल was: could they find solace in each other?
