Hugh Laurie @ the 66th Annual Golden Globes

HILLARIOUS HOUSE NUMBER ONe ♥

House: Hello, sick people and their loved ones! In the interests of saving time and avoiding a lot of boring chit-chat later, I'm Dr. Gregory House. You can call me Greg. I'm one of three doctors staffing this clinic this morning.

Dr. Cuddy: Short, sweet, grab a file.

House: This ray of sunshine is Dr. Lisa Cuddy. Dr. Cuddy runs this whole hospital, so unfortunately she's much too busy to deal with you. I am a board-certified diagnostician with a double specialty of infectious disease and nephrology. I'm also the only doctor currently employed at this clinic who's...

Chapter 4: Hiding

I know I kept you waiting for two weeks but I was really really busy…
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter… It’s a little bit longer, and I have the other one waiting to be posted too.
xoxo

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I felt so bored doing clinic duty. I knew I didn’t deserve it and that I could just marsh trough my aunt’s office door and tell her everything that happened. But I didn’t want that, because if I did that, I would leave an impression of a desperate kid who just wants everything to be like she wants it to be. And...

Disclaimer:This is made for fun,not profit.I don't own anything of the characters and/or the show.


Wilson's place.

The bell rank.And it was Cameron.She was comming quite a lot lately to his place.They talk about death,love and how much they were missing their loved ones.They share the same pain.
Wilson answered the door.She came in and made herself confortable.After visiting him so many times she knew now her way around the house.
She poured a glass of red wine for her and Wilson.

"So,whats your news?":she asked.
"Nothing special.Just the same awful days have come and pass...":he said to her.
His...

In Dr. WIlson's office, nhe smiled to himself as he watched yet another round of banter between House and Cuddy, but there was something about that banter that annoyed the hell out of him. He thought about sending the two on an unknown holiday.
'Hmm,' he thought, 'Where to send them?'
Not long after Wilson had come up with his devious plan, he had gone online and booked to seperate first class tickets [return] to Greece and he'd booked out a private yacht for the two for two weeks.
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House had only taken 5 minutes to get home and in the process...

I woke up a week later in my own bed. I must've been in a coma, but I don't know how. I looked at my left arm and it had, indeed, been broken. On further inspection of my body I found bruises to my arms, waist, breasts and whilst I had been unconcious, my leg must've also been broken.
I saw a wheelchair next to my bed and wondered what it was there for and then it hit me: One arm and One leg.
As I tried getting myself into the wheelchair, I heard the farmiliar footstep down my hallway. It was the limp that belonged to House.
I looked at him as tears flooded my eyes, I outstretched my arm for...

Hugh came in to House’s office that same night. He took the seat across the table as the doctor looked at him closely.
House: Hugh Laurie… Married for almost 20 years with three publicly known kids, 50 years old and ---
Hugh looked at him.
Hugh: How did you ---
House: Hey I got my own interweb here…
Hugh: And I’m screwed.
Silence followed for a few minutes.
Hugh: If I accept this dream or hallucination or whatever you call it, would it bring me back to life?
House: I doubt it…

By next morning, Hugh and House found themselves sharing table in the cafeteria. They were eating some hallucinated...

Wilson heavily swung Cuddy’s office door the next morning. It was already past ten in the morning but she wasn’t still there. He decided to sit down on the couch and write something on his post-it sticker before moving close to her desk and sticking it on her computer screen. Just when he was about to leave, he noticed an orange file on top of the other folders. He picked it up since it wasn’t the ordinary red and blue file colors of PPTH. Indeed, he was right, it was from Mayfield and he gave a heavy sigh upon reading it.

Moments later, Cuddy was the one who went to see him in his office....

House was seated at the end of his conference table in the DDX room. Taub, Foreman and Thirteen were narrating all the conditions of their patient. He had his eyes closed with fingers on his forehead and his phone was on the table in front of him.
House: Thirteen <the team stopped and looked at him> did anyone called up when I went down?
Thirteen: No
House opened his eyes, sighed and looked at his watch.
House: Taub…
Taub: I didn’t saw Cuddy in her office when I checked five minutes ago.
House: She wasn’t still there? I went down myself but she also wasn’t there. Where the hell is she?...

Here are the next pages for the Prologue. As always please review =). I enjoy reading the comments. Oh, and if you have any questions feel free to ask.

“She’s not you. She’s capable of being human.”
“Being proud is being human.”
“She’s not as screwed up as you are.”
“Don’t turn your guilt into an attack against someone you know nothing about.”
Reluctantly, Cuddy finished her story in excruciating detail breezing through it as hastily as possible, talking so fast that it was borderline incomprehensible. By the time she was finished she was shaking and she looked like she...

CHAPTER 7 QUESTIONS

Cuddy was in her office, she had to tell House of course. For a liver transplant to work both parties had to consent. She didn’t know how but she was going to, she walked out of her office and headed to House’s room. She hadn’t thought about it a lot, but she didn’t want to over think it so she was just going to do it simply. House was awake again and she marched right in

“Hi” he sounded worn out and groggy

“Hi, House I need to talk to you”

“Talk away, don’t think I’m going anywhere”

“Well Greg, I don’t know how exactly to say this, so I’m just going...