Later that night House lay in his bett happy as could be. He didn’t have to go to therapy today because his therapist was away for the day, so that added to his happiness. Today had been the best Tag of his life for him. He had told the women that he loved his feelings, found out that she loved him too, and kissed her…twice! Things were good right now…they were great in fact.
All of a sudden a noise from his window startled him. He sat up and looked at the window and saw a hand, which creeped him out even more. The figure’s head appeared and that’s when he realized it was Cuddy. He went to the window and looked at her. “What the hell are Du doing here?!” He asked. “Hold on.” She was barley audible through the glass. She banged on one of the bars that were holding the guard bars in place and the whole thing came off. He opened the window and stared at her. She was high…off love.
She climbed in and tumbled on him making him fall backwards so he was laying on the floor and she was ontop of him. They smiled at eachother. “What the hell are Du doing here?” He asked calmly. “I couldn’t sleep without thinking about you…so I came to see you.” She smiled again and kissed him quickly. She knew his leg must have been hurting him on the floor so she rolled off him and sat on the edge of his bed.
He stood and his tall presence cast a shadow over her as his blue eyes bore holes into her. He pushed her back and lent over her, hovering inches above so he didn’t crush her. They slid back on the bett and he kissed her. His hands roamed to her hemd, shirt and he tried pulling it off but she stopped him. “House. Maybe we shouldn’t go any farther until Du get clean.” She said. He sighed and then thaught it through. “Maybe you’re right…but Du have to promise me that we can have a celebratory sex when I get out of here…and I mean the Tag of the end of my stay here.” He clarified. “I promise.” She sagte with a little laugh.
They lay there wrapped in eachother’s embrace. “It’s 12:30 in the morning…I should go.” She sagte still laying there. “Yeah…” He sagte stroking her hair. They still lay there, not moving. The moon lit up the whole room gently. She slowly got up as did he.
“I’ll see Du tomorrow?” He asked. “You mean Du will see me today.” She smiled. They kissed pationatley for a minute. He looked deep into her eyes and saw love. “…Cuddy?” He sagte letting her go and looking around like he was missing something. “What is it?” She asked. “My hearts been stolen.” He said. “…here it is. Du stahl, stola it.” He sagte wrapping her in an embrace. She crawled back out the window, leaving him smiling.
“I Liebe her.” He sagte outloud to himself. “House!” Grey startled him Von standing in the doorway. “Jesus Du scared me.” House sagte turning around. “What the f-“ Grey pushed him up against the Wand and took out a knife, the whole time smiling evily. House choked and the Mehr he struggled the Mehr he choked. “Die Du stupid bastard! Die!” Grey shouted. At that very moment he let him go and pulled out a gun. A shot was fired and House dropped to the ground.
All of a sudden a noise from his window startled him. He sat up and looked at the window and saw a hand, which creeped him out even more. The figure’s head appeared and that’s when he realized it was Cuddy. He went to the window and looked at her. “What the hell are Du doing here?!” He asked. “Hold on.” She was barley audible through the glass. She banged on one of the bars that were holding the guard bars in place and the whole thing came off. He opened the window and stared at her. She was high…off love.
She climbed in and tumbled on him making him fall backwards so he was laying on the floor and she was ontop of him. They smiled at eachother. “What the hell are Du doing here?” He asked calmly. “I couldn’t sleep without thinking about you…so I came to see you.” She smiled again and kissed him quickly. She knew his leg must have been hurting him on the floor so she rolled off him and sat on the edge of his bed.
He stood and his tall presence cast a shadow over her as his blue eyes bore holes into her. He pushed her back and lent over her, hovering inches above so he didn’t crush her. They slid back on the bett and he kissed her. His hands roamed to her hemd, shirt and he tried pulling it off but she stopped him. “House. Maybe we shouldn’t go any farther until Du get clean.” She said. He sighed and then thaught it through. “Maybe you’re right…but Du have to promise me that we can have a celebratory sex when I get out of here…and I mean the Tag of the end of my stay here.” He clarified. “I promise.” She sagte with a little laugh.
They lay there wrapped in eachother’s embrace. “It’s 12:30 in the morning…I should go.” She sagte still laying there. “Yeah…” He sagte stroking her hair. They still lay there, not moving. The moon lit up the whole room gently. She slowly got up as did he.
“I’ll see Du tomorrow?” He asked. “You mean Du will see me today.” She smiled. They kissed pationatley for a minute. He looked deep into her eyes and saw love. “…Cuddy?” He sagte letting her go and looking around like he was missing something. “What is it?” She asked. “My hearts been stolen.” He said. “…here it is. Du stahl, stola it.” He sagte wrapping her in an embrace. She crawled back out the window, leaving him smiling.
“I Liebe her.” He sagte outloud to himself. “House!” Grey startled him Von standing in the doorway. “Jesus Du scared me.” House sagte turning around. “What the f-“ Grey pushed him up against the Wand and took out a knife, the whole time smiling evily. House choked and the Mehr he struggled the Mehr he choked. “Die Du stupid bastard! Die!” Grey shouted. At that very moment he let him go and pulled out a gun. A shot was fired and House dropped to the ground.
I was Lesen up on opiate withdrawal and apparently Du can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the Weiter morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the Weltraum of a horrible 24 Stunde detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every Stunde oder so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the Weiter morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the Weltraum of a horrible 24 Stunde detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every Stunde oder so like before.
Short and simple :)
"Unless you love her"
Thats a good angle to make out *points out*
