Cuddy woke up early the next morning feeling nauseas. She slowly got up, trying not to let her jelly legs give way. She managed to make her way to the bathroom before leaning over the sink and then throwing up.
'Woah, wasn't expecting...oh no more...' she thought.
She couldn't understand why she was sick. She hadn't drank anything the previous night so she couldn't be hung over and she is practically (not 100% though) infertile.
House had rolled over to find the opposite side of the bed empty but then he also smelt the horrible smell of vomit.
"Cuddy?" he yelled "Are you okay?"
"I dun-" her sentence was interrupted by her vomiting again, but once she had ceased she spoke up, "I dunno what's wrong!"
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The pair rocked up to work that morning and went their separate ways. House had clinic duty (*sigh*) and Cuddy had meetings. However, during lunch Cuddy completely lost it at Dr's Taub, Kutner and 'Thirteen'.
Wilson walked in on this and thought Cuddy had been a bit too harsh on the team and he sent them on their ways.
Wilson took Cuddy to her office and sat down with her.
"What's up, Cuddy? You seem a little on edge," Wilson asked
"I don't know, okay!" she said with anger boiling up inside her
"See, look, there you go again!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I'd been acting different," her eyes became all teary "This morning I was throwing up and now I'm apparently having horrible mood swings!"
"Have you slept with anyone in the last month?"
"Are you making the assumtion that I'm pregnant!?"
"Just answer the question, Cuddy,"
"Yes,"
"Who?"
"That's none of your business, who"
"Okay then, but you are showing classic signs of pregnancy,"
TBC
again, i think this 1 was a little crappy too....
'Woah, wasn't expecting...oh no more...' she thought.
She couldn't understand why she was sick. She hadn't drank anything the previous night so she couldn't be hung over and she is practically (not 100% though) infertile.
House had rolled over to find the opposite side of the bed empty but then he also smelt the horrible smell of vomit.
"Cuddy?" he yelled "Are you okay?"
"I dun-" her sentence was interrupted by her vomiting again, but once she had ceased she spoke up, "I dunno what's wrong!"
***************************************************
The pair rocked up to work that morning and went their separate ways. House had clinic duty (*sigh*) and Cuddy had meetings. However, during lunch Cuddy completely lost it at Dr's Taub, Kutner and 'Thirteen'.
Wilson walked in on this and thought Cuddy had been a bit too harsh on the team and he sent them on their ways.
Wilson took Cuddy to her office and sat down with her.
"What's up, Cuddy? You seem a little on edge," Wilson asked
"I don't know, okay!" she said with anger boiling up inside her
"See, look, there you go again!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I'd been acting different," her eyes became all teary "This morning I was throwing up and now I'm apparently having horrible mood swings!"
"Have you slept with anyone in the last month?"
"Are you making the assumtion that I'm pregnant!?"
"Just answer the question, Cuddy,"
"Yes,"
"Who?"
"That's none of your business, who"
"Okay then, but you are showing classic signs of pregnancy,"
TBC
again, i think this 1 was a little crappy too....
When does Love become something we need, rather than something we want? Love was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Love is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Love is common currency when you are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older you get. Do we not care about the substance of what Love was and not what it has been made into today by commercialisation from American movies and Television commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Love for real, can we comment and judge others who are in Love. Love means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Love is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Love is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.