Jennifer Morrison

This is the end of the prologue. Sorry it took so long. School started, I had to work, and I had writer's block. Please Kommentar and review as always. Let me know if Du would like me to post part 1.

The footsteps of the defense attorney echoed hollowly, every step piercing the tense silence of the courthouse. His name was Eric O’Brien and he had a very strange and yet harmless appearance. His gray hair was combed over to the left. Nineteen-fifties, huge, square-rimmed glasses magnified his eyes to a disproportionate size. A pair of black loafers matched his black suit perfectly.
“Hello Lisa,”...

Alright guys, I would like to share something with all of you. I was talking with someone tonight and they told me about a horrifying story that made me want to scream my guts out, which is probably the only time they have ever seen me lose my temper. (You guys who I talked to, I'm very sorry Du had to see that).

They had to seriously help me refrain from yelling on the Hameron spot (something I know I would greatly regret), not only because of their great dislike towards us and their wanting to kill us and our ship is sickening, but because of what they did to Missy (misanthrope86).

Missy...

This is my 1st Artikel review of a House MD ep so here it goes!:)[[its a review/opinon,lol]]

Okay,i luved "Let Them Eat Cake"!i'll give it a 10 outta 10=).does ne1 eles think that the actual patient's problem resembled 13s?btw i luvd 13s past,but it was terriblely SAD!!that dream the patient had where all the large ppl were sitting on her was mean/werid/funny.i liked Taub in this ep.one of my fav lines:"Ur insane,and dead in 2 days."XD
I LUUUUUVVVVEED HUddy here.i mean,i hate/luv that House basically controls the direction of their realationship(Cuddy lets House deciede what he wants.)&so...

"House...God..."



Wilson stood at the side of the gurney where his friend lay, his lips slightly parted in an involuntary reaction of shock and horror as his mind tried to process the horrific words House had just spoken. He shook his head slightly, a part of his mind denying it still, refusing to believe that such an awful thing could have happened.



No...not to him...not to House...



House was studying his expression, his eyes wide and Mehr vulnerable than Wilson was used to seeing them, as he tried to gauge his friend's reaction. After a few brief moments, he averted his eyes in shame, swallowing...

It’s late night when House enters Cuddy’s office. She's lying down on her couch and she seems really sleepy. He grins and he walks, oder rather limps to her and lifts up her legs so he can take a sitz and then he puts them in his lap.

- "Hey what are Du doing?" sagte Cuddy sleepy.

- "Oh nothing." sagte House innocent.

Then he moves a little Mehr to the right so her thighs are in his lap now and he puts his hands on her thighs.

- "What do Du want.." sagte Cuddy and rolls her eyes tiredly with annoyance and shifts a little. “And stop touching my thighs”

- “Technically I’m touching your skirt..”...