The next morning his leg pain wakes him up and he gets out of the bed to look for the bottle of vicodin. Cuddy wakes up and looks at him in silence from the bed. He can’t find it and is looking for it everywhere when she finally speaks.
‘What are you looking for?’
‘Vicodin... you know where is it?’
‘I gave you the bottle yesterday.’
‘Well I don't have it now!! Can you help me to look for it?’
‘Sure...’ She stands up to help him but they don’t succeed. ‘Maybe I have any in my purse. Wait a minute.’
‘Right...’ He wait for her sat on the edge of the bed.
‘I just have...
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