My sweet girl

A/n sorry for the delay...i haven't had the time to write...so i hope you enjoy this part...it fets better as the story goes on...i've written part 8 xD hehe...read and review.

House got off the elevator at the 4th floor and made his way to his office, sat down and opened Wilson's lunch as he pulled a fork from the inside of his coat. He smiled greedily.
He took a mouthful of the pasta but as soon as he did that he was interrupted by none other than Dr. Foreman.
"We've got a case," he said lazily.
"Can't," said House with his mouth full of food. Foreman glares at him whilst thrusting the dark blue...

Before the ER began filling up with the drunks and the late night car crash victims, House left, signing his own discharge papers. He wanted to get lost, feel lost, literally. He had rocked the un-steady ship that contained his only two friends, and instead of ignoring it, he accepted the harsh responsibility for whatever consequences came after it.

Looking up into the black sky, he could see faint sparkles of stars, and then a low grumble, as it began to rain slightly. Wilson’s apartment was a few miles, but he knew Cuddy’s home was only a few blocks. With the morphine in full effect, he...

Well. It’s been a long, long time since I’ve published an article. I use my words carefully - o actually did write an article for Saviors. I just haven’t published it. Yet. It’s on my mum’s Air so i can’t access it right now. This is because when i write an article, i really want to be happy with it. I also want to be bothered to write it ;) but mostly the happy thing. This is because every article i have written since Teh Itch one has been graded by me against that, and since that was 4000 words of things that mostly hadn’t been pointed out before I was mostly to very happy with...

sorry for the possible incoherence in my medical tests. Hope you'll enjoy this short chapter.

Chapter 23

-Aww! Cuddy moans.
-Cuddy! Where does it hurt? House says as calmly as he can, caressing tenderly her cheek.
-House, I … my chest hurts… I… aww … my belly hurts too… House…, Cuddy manages to answer. Her face is distorted with pain, her eyes seem to implore House to give her something to soothe the pain.
-I can’t give you morphin because we need to run other tests to find what’s wrong with you, Cuddy, I’m sorry. But as soon as we finish, I’ll give you some… House replies...

Chapter 10 : new chapter, no "real action" but some manipulation and thinking. Hope you'll enjoy it !



Wilson and House are now in the bar with the “cool” barman about whom House had spoken, they drink a cocktail and try to find a solution for Cuddy.
-So, what do we do now? Have you any idea? Wilson asks.
-No. What do you think we should do? Let her live with this man for two days? Try to find something compromising on the tenant or on MacEnzie? If only I knew a detective!
- Well… we know one…, replies Wilson with some hesitation.
-Who? asks House. No, no, no, don’t even mention his name!...

Second chapter, hope you'll enjoy it : ) thanks for your comments.


Cuddy just took Rachel to bed, the little girl has asked one more time if House would be there tomorrow morning when she’ll wake up. Cuddy tried to evade her question, but Rachel is stubborn and Cuddy had to tell her that House wasn’t there, that he left the town, and Rachel asked why and when her “dad” would be back to play with her and to watch the pirate cartoon with her, and when Cuddy left her bedroom, she heard the little girl speaking to House and asking him to come back because she misses him very much and her...