Part 4.
Cuddy woke-up to the smell of coffee. This made her fall off the sofa, which definitely woke her up.
Cuddy’s mother: Lisa! I made you some coffee.
(Cuddy picked herself up and made her way to the kitchen, stopping at the mirror in the hallway to check herself.)
Cuddy: I’m not due in at work until the afternoon.
Cuddy’s mother: Well, I know how you always like to be early.
(Cuddy gave her mother a look.)
Cuddy: No, I think that’s you.
(Cuddy had a sip of her coffee.)
Cuddy: Eurgh. Why didn’t you stop me from going through 2 bottles of wine?
(Cuddy’s mother laughed softly before sitting on the other side of the counter.)
Cuddy’s mother: I’m leaving this afternoon. Have you got a nanny?
Cuddy: The social services have hired one for me.
(Cuddy’s mother looked at Cuddy, love in her eyes.)
Cuddy’s mother: I am so proud of you Lisa.
(Cuddy looked at her mom and smiled, before leaving to get ready.)
--
(House woke-up and hour later at 9 o’clock in the morning. Lying in his bed he thought about Cuddy. The way she smiled at him last night and how funny she was.)
There was a knock on the door. It was Wilson.
(House opened the door, and then made his way to his kitchen to make some coffee.)
Wilson: Why aren’t you dressed yet? I have a patient waiting!
House: Coffee?
(Wilson paused and then sighed.)
Wilson: Sure.
--
It was the afternoon.
Cameron was in Cuddy’s chair in her office. To her dismay, Cuddy arrived for her first day back early in the afternoon.
(House noticed her walk in the hospital, and decided to follow her.)
Cameron: Cuddy.
(Cuddy smiled patronisingly at Cameron, and Cameron stood up automatically and stepped aside. Then House entered Cuddy’s office, for the first time in 3 weeks.)
(House took a deep breath in and then exhaled exaggeratedly.)
House: Finally! Cameron could never fill the ass print on your chair.
(Cuddy smiled sarcastically while Cameron left silently.)
(Cuddy sat at her desk and caressed her hands over it, and smiling sentimentally. Opening the drawers—which were still empty. Cuddy filled them with some of the boxes that were on the desk.)
House: Nice office.
Cuddy: Thank you. I love it.
House: Brings back memories.
(Cuddy looked up at House startled.)
House: The room. I was held hostage in here. I was so not talking about the desk.
(House smiled slightly before sitting down across from Cuddy who had cleared the boxes and put the down beside her.)
Cuddy: How did you get the desk?
House: The magician never reveals his secrets.
(Cuddy nodded with a slight smile on her face matching House’s.)
House: You seem to be happier to be back at work so soon.
Cuddy: Well, I guess you can say I missed parts of it.
(House smiled some more, and Cuddy gave some flirtatious looks with her eyes.)
--
It was late afternoon.
Wilson noticed Cuddy was by herself in her office, and decided to see how she was on her first day back.
Wilson: Hey.
(Cuddy looked up from what she was doing to see Wilson hanging from the office door.)
Cuddy: Hi.
Wilson: Are you busy? I can come back later.
Cuddy: No. Come in.
(Wilson entered the room cautiously and sat down. Noticing the desk Cuddy had been so pleased about weeks before.)
Wilson: That’s weird. Both you and House are in a chipper mood today.
Cuddy: Really? I hadn’t noticed.
(Wilson smirked whilst Cuddy sorted some papers on her desk.)
Wilson: The desk looks a little bare.
Cuddy: Well I always thought it looked better without a bunch of stuff on it.
(Wilson was curious to know the significance of this desk from med school.)
Wilson: So tell me the story behind it, I never knew it was so special to you.
(Cuddy stopped what she was doing and looked up and smiled at Wilson.)
Cuddy: It was just special. You know how it is with sentimental things.
Wilson: Yeah, except most people’s med school desks don’t make it out the dorm in one piece.
(Cuddy knew she wouldn’t get away from the subject.)
Cuddy: If I said it had something to do with House would you leave me alone and go and annoy him instead?
(Wilson gave a twitch of the eyebrows, before nodding and leaving Cuddy. Who sat back in her chair and smiled.)
To be continued.
Cuddy woke-up to the smell of coffee. This made her fall off the sofa, which definitely woke her up.
Cuddy’s mother: Lisa! I made you some coffee.
(Cuddy picked herself up and made her way to the kitchen, stopping at the mirror in the hallway to check herself.)
Cuddy: I’m not due in at work until the afternoon.
Cuddy’s mother: Well, I know how you always like to be early.
(Cuddy gave her mother a look.)
Cuddy: No, I think that’s you.
(Cuddy had a sip of her coffee.)
Cuddy: Eurgh. Why didn’t you stop me from going through 2 bottles of wine?
(Cuddy’s mother laughed softly before sitting on the other side of the counter.)
Cuddy’s mother: I’m leaving this afternoon. Have you got a nanny?
Cuddy: The social services have hired one for me.
(Cuddy’s mother looked at Cuddy, love in her eyes.)
Cuddy’s mother: I am so proud of you Lisa.
(Cuddy looked at her mom and smiled, before leaving to get ready.)
--
(House woke-up and hour later at 9 o’clock in the morning. Lying in his bed he thought about Cuddy. The way she smiled at him last night and how funny she was.)
There was a knock on the door. It was Wilson.
(House opened the door, and then made his way to his kitchen to make some coffee.)
Wilson: Why aren’t you dressed yet? I have a patient waiting!
House: Coffee?
(Wilson paused and then sighed.)
Wilson: Sure.
--
It was the afternoon.
Cameron was in Cuddy’s chair in her office. To her dismay, Cuddy arrived for her first day back early in the afternoon.
(House noticed her walk in the hospital, and decided to follow her.)
Cameron: Cuddy.
(Cuddy smiled patronisingly at Cameron, and Cameron stood up automatically and stepped aside. Then House entered Cuddy’s office, for the first time in 3 weeks.)
(House took a deep breath in and then exhaled exaggeratedly.)
House: Finally! Cameron could never fill the ass print on your chair.
(Cuddy smiled sarcastically while Cameron left silently.)
(Cuddy sat at her desk and caressed her hands over it, and smiling sentimentally. Opening the drawers—which were still empty. Cuddy filled them with some of the boxes that were on the desk.)
House: Nice office.
Cuddy: Thank you. I love it.
House: Brings back memories.
(Cuddy looked up at House startled.)
House: The room. I was held hostage in here. I was so not talking about the desk.
(House smiled slightly before sitting down across from Cuddy who had cleared the boxes and put the down beside her.)
Cuddy: How did you get the desk?
House: The magician never reveals his secrets.
(Cuddy nodded with a slight smile on her face matching House’s.)
House: You seem to be happier to be back at work so soon.
Cuddy: Well, I guess you can say I missed parts of it.
(House smiled some more, and Cuddy gave some flirtatious looks with her eyes.)
--
It was late afternoon.
Wilson noticed Cuddy was by herself in her office, and decided to see how she was on her first day back.
Wilson: Hey.
(Cuddy looked up from what she was doing to see Wilson hanging from the office door.)
Cuddy: Hi.
Wilson: Are you busy? I can come back later.
Cuddy: No. Come in.
(Wilson entered the room cautiously and sat down. Noticing the desk Cuddy had been so pleased about weeks before.)
Wilson: That’s weird. Both you and House are in a chipper mood today.
Cuddy: Really? I hadn’t noticed.
(Wilson smirked whilst Cuddy sorted some papers on her desk.)
Wilson: The desk looks a little bare.
Cuddy: Well I always thought it looked better without a bunch of stuff on it.
(Wilson was curious to know the significance of this desk from med school.)
Wilson: So tell me the story behind it, I never knew it was so special to you.
(Cuddy stopped what she was doing and looked up and smiled at Wilson.)
Cuddy: It was just special. You know how it is with sentimental things.
Wilson: Yeah, except most people’s med school desks don’t make it out the dorm in one piece.
(Cuddy knew she wouldn’t get away from the subject.)
Cuddy: If I said it had something to do with House would you leave me alone and go and annoy him instead?
(Wilson gave a twitch of the eyebrows, before nodding and leaving Cuddy. Who sat back in her chair and smiled.)
To be continued.