House was sitting in Mayfield Psyciatric Hospital. A nurse had just left after giving House his medicine. He took the pills, and decided to take a nap. It was hard to sleep with Amber hovering over him. She just looked at him with a blank, pale face, without moving oder even blinking her eyes. She sat in the middle of the floor. House closed his eyes sleepily for just a moment. When he opened them, Amber was sitting at a piano. She began to play.

House recognised this song. He knew this song. He knew what note came next. He just didnt know how he knew this song so well. He closed his eyes,...

House entered his room after a hard Tag at the Physical Therapy Ward. His leg was a little bit hurting but not the usual scorching pain. When he slid the door open, he was surprised to find new stuffs in. Flowers, new tabelle clothe, some supply of foods and some folded and well ironed shirts were there before his eyes. Some seemed to be made Von a familiar person but others are new ones. Before he moved another step, Cuddy walked out from his closet room and drew a smile upon seeing him stunned Von her visit.
House: What ---
Cuddy: Hope Du don’t mind I put some new stuff in…
House stood there...

He came back one Stunde later, this time he was not alone.
“Why do I have to knock?”
“Because if Du knock, she will respond.”
He obeyed him. He knocked “Lisa open up”
Silence. He knocked again. Silence when he got tired he dialed her number and called there wasn’t a response either.
“She’s not answering House.”
“Great. I must break in again.”
He searched for the key when he founded he opened the door. All the lights were off except for one that came from her room.
They walked towards the room, the door was closed and there was silence. Silence had eaten the house. When they...

"House?" Cuddy opened the door to House's office. He was sound asleep at his computer with a Musik playlist on the screen. At least it wasn't another porno video. Cuddy scrolled down the Liste of artists in front of her.
-Abba
-AC/DC
-Aerosmith
-Alice Cooper
-Bon Jovi
-Duran Duran
-Eminem
-Hanson
-Linkin Park
-Madonna
-Me
-Poison
-Salt and Pepper
-Stroke 9
-The Cure
-The Who
Cuddy found it a little strange that House would listen to Abba, Eminem, Salt and Pepper, oder Madonna. Plus, she didn't even know who Stroke 9 was. She was interested in seeing what songs oder compositions House himself had made, so she clicked...

Cuddy was lying on her couch in darkness, waiting for House to return. It had already been twenty Minuten after he had left for Rachel, and she was beginning to worry. She looked up at the ceiling, paying close attention to the detail, averting her mind from the terrible thoughts that seemed to creep. To calm herself, she finally got up, and slowly moved towards her desk, and bent down. She opened a compartment in her desk, and grabbed to what appeared to be a glass, and a jug of bourbon.
She stood up, closing the compartment with her foot, and began to walk back to the couch.
She set the glass...

Pitt was having his afternoon tee when his office door swung open. He got on his feet the moment House entered and it was followed Von a deafening silence. He sighed before turning back to pour some Mehr tee to his mug as his patient stood Frozen while staring at the carpeted floor.
Pitt: Need a drink?
House: No...
Pitt: We could ---
House: I'm letting myself go to rehab ---
Pitt turned to him as House looked up again.
House: For my leg... rehab and therapy... again...
Pitt: Are you... Sure?
House nodded.

*** 2 weeks later ***

Cuddy opened the front door with Rachel at her arm. Wilson was the one who...

Von Weiter morning, Cuddy woke up as early as she could. Her alarm clock went ringing Von 2 o’clock in the morning but she decided to get up on her feet thirty Minuten later. She went to the bathroom to do the routine stuffs before walking down the küche to prepare her self some breakfast. She was seated alone, with cup full of hot tee at hand, on her küche counter while re-reading the folders she reviewed last night. Her eyes were about to fall back to sleep but she was holding on.

On the other hand, same time, House began waking up from his hospital bed. He smiled when the thought of Cuddy...

:: 2. chapter of All alone. ::


House went up to his office. He made sure all his tears were wiped off before he walked out the door from the observation gallery. Still, people could see he'd be crying. His eyes were red and sore, but nobody Kommentiert it. They left him alone. Everybody knew Wilson just died. He was allowed to cry; even Dr. Sarcastic was allowed to cry when his best friend just died.

He was sitting in his comfortable chair, staring at his desk. His mind was in a whole other place.
House was sitting Von his friend Wilson, on his couch. They were watching a bad movie and they were...

House met up with Wilson one afternoon in Mayfield. He was still wearing a hospital kleid and was seated on a rock under a baum while looking at the ground and was playing with the nearby weed. Wilson was standing, his back facing his friend, and was watching some psych patient roam around in another ground across them.
House: She cried in front of me…
Wilson sighed and faced his friend who eventually met his stare but was still playing with the weed.
Wilson: She was scared…
House: I already told Du not to bring her back here…
Wilson: I can’t be with her 24 hours a day. I do have my practice,...

Wilson and Cuddy found themselves in front of Foreman in Cuddy's office one afternoon. Foreman was being curious and suspicious as to where House really is.
Cuddy: We already told you, House is out the case this time.
Foreman: How come he's out?! The patient needs his diagnostics skill oder he'll die!
Cuddy: I’m sure he will and we will avoid that Von Du doing a lumbar ---
Foreman: A lumbar puncture? We already did and it came back negative. ---- Something's going on and we know it's not right and damn with the idea that you're not telling it to us!
Wilson: Foreman...
Foreman looked at Wilson as...

At the end of the day, he’d solved the case fairly quickly and was so eager to see ‘his’ woman. The woman? Her name was Dr Lisa Cuddy. Yes, his boss. Yes, someone he teased endlessly. He couldn’t get her out of his head. Everywhere he looked, she was there. Everything seemed to remind him of her. Every time a woman spoke, he heard her voice instead. Heck, it even happened when Wilson spoke to him that day. Of course, Wilson was rather shocked, and perhaps a little disturbed, Von the way House was looking at him. But House didn’t make any snide remarks about the confused look on his...

The Weiter day, Lisa feels much better and Lucas comes to visit her.
‘Hi!’ Says Cuddy opening the door.
‘Hi! How are Du feeling ?’
‘Much better, thanks.’
‘I've brought something special to you.’ He gives her a box of chocolates and she takes it.
‘Wow, thank you, but Lucas, I’ve been sick, I can’t really eat chocolates...’
‘I know, I know, they are for when Du feel better, that’s why I’ve also brought this.’ He gives her a rose and Lisa blushes a bit while she takes it. ‘Thanks.’ She smiles and gives him a quick KISS on his lips.
‘You're welcome.’ He approaches...

House and Cuddy get to the hotel. ‘Here we are.’
‘Wow! Have Du ever been here?’
‘Well, a few days...’
She didn’t need to ask more, she knew it was with Stacy. ‘Well, okay... we go in?’
‘Sure.’
They go in and approach to the receptionist, who is typing on the computer. ‘Good evening, we’d like to book a double room.’
‘Sure. Could Du tell me your name, please? And how many days do Du want to book the room?’
‘Gregory House. Days...’ He looks at Lisa. ‘How many days do we have?’
‘Hmmm I-I don’t know, we could stay here about four nights.’
House nods and turns...

Wilson's Place-
Today there was going to be a fundraiser at the hospital, one of House's least Favorit things Weiter to clinic duty. Cuddy was forcing Wilson to make House wear a suit to fit the theme. "Fix your tie. Your going to look like Lou Costello." "Maybe I want to look like Lou Costello," sagte House while fixing his tie.
"What exactly is the theme?" "I'm not supposed to tell you." This either meant It was a surprise, oder House wouldn't like it. Besides, the only way it could be a surprise was if they turned the hospital into a strip club.
Cuddy's Place-
"Are Du sure your not coming?"...

Von Weiter day, Wilson burst in Pitt’s office and walked straight to the doctor’s bourbon table. Pitt looked at him as he poured liquid into two empty shot glasses with eyes bloodshot red from silent crying. The oncologist walked over to him and gave the other glass before taking his sitz and sipping from him scotch. Wilson wasn’t meeting Pitt’s gaze as he twirl his glass.
Pitt: Any reason to celebrate?
Wilson shook his head and stood up and walked a few steps away as he looked outside with both hands in his side pockets before giving a heavy sigh.
Wilson: I’m giving up…
Pitt as well...

The moon beat down on one of the foggy windows in his non-lit bedroom. The alarm clock beside his bed, showed 2:24 A.M., though, he was not in his bed. He wasn't watching porn on his computer, oder passed out on the couch from watching the "The L Word." Actually he wasn't in his apartment at all. Instead he was of doing those things at this time at night, he did something else, on accident.
His cold, lifeless body lay there, in his cream colored chair in the corner of his office. The Weiter Tag had come, it was around 7 O'clock in the morning when Foreman had found his body.
"House?" He shook him...

Ok so this is a fanfiction about House/ Wilson friendship and Huddy, but I'm not really sure.
English is not my first language so please be gentle if I make mistakes...
Btw I think it doesn't have sense..



"3 OF DIAMONDS"


"Damn Wilson, Du won...."


Here they were, House and Wilson playing some kind of stupid game just because House was getting bored.

House.

This smart arsch decided to play a new game with Wilson, somehing like strip poker(well, not so much of poker, but I can't say the same thing about the strip part)just to make Wilson feel uncomfortable.If he won, Wilson had to give him 1000...

This story is six acts and reads like a real episode of House. This story takes place after “Small Sacrifices.”

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own House. I asked Santa for him for Weihnachten but was totally disappointed.


“Letting Go”
Act One

FADE IN

The weather was unseasonably warm. The high temperatures on Weihnachten Tag and New Year’s Tag both broke local records and although it could never be described as balmy, the Tag had turned out to be lovely. Margaret loved warm days. On those days she could go outside. On those days she could escape the prison that was her Home and venture out into the...

In the morning Cuddy is in her office working. Fifteen Minuten after than when he was supposed to be there, House gets in.
‘Wow it's your best mark.’ She looks at the time. ‘And you’re not complaining!
‘I've come here to complain!!’
‘Really?’
‘Of course, I want to complain about the fact that Du notify me that I don't complain!!’
Cuddy sighs. ‘I just wanted to know if this summer you're going to go on vacation and when, because I have to make new schedules.’
‘Of course. I'm going on holidays. I need a break!! When can I go and how long??’
‘You have three weeks off. But...

Within a week, Cate was emotionally tortured with House’s attitude towards her. She’s trying her best, as what had been advised Von Pitt, but it seems to her that nothing is working. All her works were failure for House and only some were gratefully followed. In spite of her patient’s great performance in rehab and therapy, Cate on the other hand was the one who’s falling apart slowly and painfully.
One afternoon, the door slid open in House’s room and he silently entered. He went straight to his bett and took the edge of it as a sitz without looking at Cate who happened to be in the...