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3x05 Fool for Love Companion piece [Mar. 17th, 2007|10:16 pm]
Cuddy's Secret - Season Three Companion Series

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[appelezmoi_coco]
Late as hell, but finally done ♥
Rated PG, maybe PG-13




Cuddy stared forlornly at the negative pregnancy test. She stared at it for another moment before throwing it annoyedly into the trash. “Fuck it!” She muttered.

She undressed and pulled her nightgown on. This is getting ridiculous. She sat down on her bed and sighed. She was exhausted but she wasn’t sleepy. She was just done. She needed to get out of her own head for a while.

She pulled out her cell phone and dialed Wilson’s number.

“You’ve reached James Wilson, I’m not here right now or my phone is off. Leave me a message and I’ll call you back.”

“Jimmy… it’s Lisa… where are you?” She wiped her eyes, “I kind of need some company right now.”

She sighed and hung up the phone. “Where the hell are you?!” She turned the phone over in her hands a few times. She was thinking about it… she was thinking about calling him. Something told her she’d regret it. But she dialed the number.

House’s voice came through the earpiece, “I’m off the clock, leave me alone.” He muttered.

“You picked up. You never pick up.”

“What do you want Cuddy?”

“Company. I just need some company right now. Will you come over?” She bit her lip as she waited for a reply but got none. “Please?”

She heard the rustle of something, it sounded like his leather jacket and she smiled a little.

“I’ll be right over.” He said, his voice softening.

“Thank you,” she whispered, “I appreciate it.” Even though she knew he’d already hung up the phone. She shut her phone off and went into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee.

House paused his OnDemand movie, Bound, Jennifer Tilly and Gina Gershon in leather clad lesbian sex scenes… Cuddy better really need company, he thought. But he’d recognized her tone of voice, he knew she needed company.

It was a tone he’d heard only once or twice. The soft voice had mewled into the phone, sounding young and scared the night her father’d had his heart attack. He held her all night long, stroked her hair, listening to her softly recite her nutrition notes. She was still an undergrad then. And she’d never looked so small and helpless as she had in the dim light of his apartment that day.

The second time he’d heard the tone he bought her an ice cream and walked with her through the Princeton park until the wee hours of the morning. They’d talked about anything and everything she brought up, but she stayed gingerly away from the subject of what was bothering her. He walked her right up to the front door of her house. She’d invited him in and he looked her in the eyes and said he’d better not. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tightly against her. Her hair still smelled faintly of her strawberry scented shampoo. He squeezed her gently and when she let go she had tears in her eyes. She turned and went inside before he had the chance to ask her what was wrong.

That had been 1991 and now in 2006 Lisa Cuddy was once again vulnerable and in need and she called him.

But none of that exactly mattered at the moment. None of it mattered as he sat on the cold floor of the cell, his cane taken away and his leg aching.

They hadn’t let him have his phone call. They’d said it was too late and it would have to wait until the morning.

House limped over to the bunk and laid down in a vain attempt to sleep. An attempt that was thwarted both by the throbbing pain in his leg and the incessant off-key singing of the local drunk, tucked into the corner.

House rolled over onto his side, “know any show tunes?”

***

8 AM in Princeton, New Jersey rolled around and the lights in the building turned on. House groaned and rubbed his eyes, bothered by the sudden light. He looked over at the drunk who was slowly rambling out “She’s having my baby.” He sighed. Cuddy. He needed to call Cuddy.

“Hey!” He shouted, “hey, I get a phone call!”

“Fine,” the officer on duty grumbled, letting House out of the cell and locking it behind him. “One phone call.”

House limped to the phone, biting back a pained groan. He picked up the receiver and dialed the familiar 7-digit number. The phone rang and he waited. Wilson answered.

“Hello?” He said.

House was stunned silent for a moment. He was brought out of his stupor by a second more persistent, “hello?” From Wilson.

“Hey.” He said. “It’s me.”

“Where are you?”

“…jail.”

“Jail?!” Wilson repeated, dumbfounded. “What… why?”

“Long story. Is Cuddy there?” of course Cuddy’s there! It’s her fucking House. The more pertinent question is why the fuck are you there?!

“Do you need someone to bail you out?”

“Yes, can you put Cuddy on the phone?”

“She’s showering. I’ll come get you. I don’t think she needs this stress at the moment.”

“Fine. How soon can you get here?”




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♥ Coco
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[User Picture]From: angelfirenze
2007-03-19 03:55 am (UTC)
Yeah, I noticed the capitalized noun 'house,' there and giggled like the fan I am. I can't wait to see how this progresses. Lovely graphics, there. Is this OT3, by chance? I need to be thorough when I add it to my memories.
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[User Picture]From: appelezmoi_coco
2007-03-19 04:29 am (UTC)
umm... it is and it isn't... like Cuddy is with both Wilson and House at the moment but since they're companion pieces (and Lil doesn't like Cuddy/Wilson as much as I do) episodes dictate what comes next. But this one is OT3, I'd say :)
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[User Picture]From: angelfirenze
2007-03-19 04:32 am (UTC)
Good to know. *grins cheekily* I have to admit, after writing 'Traipse,' Cuddy/Wilson became quite appetizing to me. *sighs fondly*
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[User Picture]From: appelezmoi_coco
2007-03-19 04:41 am (UTC)
I am such an OT4 shipper, I love all the possible pairings (except Stacy/Wilson, it's cute, but I would never call it an OTP) I think I started loving Cuddy/Wilson after Meaning when he was all *putting my arm around you now... let's make with the sexings* they must have gotten close while House was off running marathons
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[User Picture]From: angelfirenze
2007-03-19 04:45 am (UTC)
I can't stand Stacy, actually, so it's OT3 hotness for me. But it's so much fun to write. I've written two in-depth scenes between the three of them so far and...*takes deep breath*...let's just say I enjoyed writing them. It got difficult to breathe, really.
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[User Picture]From: appelezmoi_coco
2007-03-19 04:48 am (UTC)
:D! I'm definitely going to need you to point me in the direction of your OT3 hotness *nudge nudge* there can never be enough OT3 Cuddy/Wilson/House smut. Ever. There needs to be an infinite amount of H/Cu/W in the universe
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[User Picture]From: angelfirenze
2007-03-19 04:52 am (UTC)
They're both in my memories under 'My Housefics.' Posted in pathologies. 'Traipse' was the first one and 'Excuse' is my current epic. I'm really enjoying writing 'Excuse.' They're both posted at my journal, as well as in housefic but you'd have to search for it there.
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[User Picture]From: appelezmoi_coco
2007-03-19 04:57 am (UTC)
Yay!♥ I'll definitely be reading these once my stupid homework g(et's)tfo
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[User Picture]From: angelfirenze
2007-03-19 04:59 am (UTC)
Down with homework! It's Sunday (if you live in the States)! Take the day off! Or at least a break. *waits on tenterhooks*
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[User Picture]From: appelezmoi_coco
2007-03-19 05:02 am (UTC)
Sunday night at 1 in the morning, lol. Actually Monday morning at 1, I have French homework due in like 9 hours O:)
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[User Picture]From: angelfirenze
2007-03-19 05:04 am (UTC)
Nine hours is a long time...*nudges*

Am I contributing to the delinquency of minors? *ashamed* Tell me you're not a minor so I can feel better.
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[User Picture]From: appelezmoi_coco
2007-03-19 05:22 am (UTC)
naw, I'm 18 and I've been a delinquent for a very long time ;)
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[User Picture]From: angelfirenze
2007-03-19 05:31 am (UTC)
Good to know. I feel better now. Go read and enjoy.
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