Oh well, my first drabble...if you find mistakes (and i'm sure you will) you can keep them :]
I have no idea if it's any good, but I enjoyed writing it.
It was late as James Wilson put on his jacket and left his office to go home.
He glanced at Dr.Cuddy’s office as he was passing it and what he saw made him stop and smile.
The dean was lying on the couch, obviously sleeping. Her hair was rumpled and some charts were lying on her chest, about to fall down.
Wilson quietly opened the door and walked in. Carefully he took the charts away and put them on her desk. Then he tipped the window to let some fresh air into the hot and muffy room.
Before he left again, he took a look at the infant bed. Cuddy’s adopted child was sleeping peacefully.
It was even later when Gregory House finally was on his way home. He stepped out of the elevator and was astonished when he saw that there was still light in Cuddy’s office.
As he came closer he could see that she was sleeping on the couch. He couldn’t resist and walked in.
It was pretty cold in her office, so House limped to the window and closed it. Then he turned around and looked at Cuddy. She looked really peaceful. For a moment he thought about waking her up from her sleep and starting some senseless discussion just for amusement's sake, but then he left the room to get a blanket.
He couldn’t resist taking a look at her low-neckline before he carefully placed the blanket on her.
Then House turned around and left her office.
She will assume that it was Wilson anyway, he thought as he stepped out of the hospital.
I have no idea if it's any good, but I enjoyed writing it.
It was late as James Wilson put on his jacket and left his office to go home.
He glanced at Dr.Cuddy’s office as he was passing it and what he saw made him stop and smile.
The dean was lying on the couch, obviously sleeping. Her hair was rumpled and some charts were lying on her chest, about to fall down.
Wilson quietly opened the door and walked in. Carefully he took the charts away and put them on her desk. Then he tipped the window to let some fresh air into the hot and muffy room.
Before he left again, he took a look at the infant bed. Cuddy’s adopted child was sleeping peacefully.
It was even later when Gregory House finally was on his way home. He stepped out of the elevator and was astonished when he saw that there was still light in Cuddy’s office.
As he came closer he could see that she was sleeping on the couch. He couldn’t resist and walked in.
It was pretty cold in her office, so House limped to the window and closed it. Then he turned around and looked at Cuddy. She looked really peaceful. For a moment he thought about waking her up from her sleep and starting some senseless discussion just for amusement's sake, but then he left the room to get a blanket.
He couldn’t resist taking a look at her low-neckline before he carefully placed the blanket on her.
Then House turned around and left her office.
She will assume that it was Wilson anyway, he thought as he stepped out of the hospital.