Merry 圣诞节 and a Happy New 年 Huddies. :) Okay belated New 年 and Christmas. Haha.
Part One
"I can't do this anymore," he 说 to her softly.
"In your eyes--I'll only be so much as 秒 best. And if I can't have all of you--well. Then you're obviously not mine to have. I've accepted that, but will you?"
She slowly fell into tears as these words slipped from his mouth, and with a quick peck to the cheek accompanied 由 a fleeting exit she broke down completely.
December 20th - These Days before Eve
The hospital met it's silence for the following days leading up to Christmas. The clinic, the ER, even House's department had been slowed. So to preoccupy himself with all the free time, House ran around the hospital, festive in every possible way, even down to his cane. Passing children had mistaken him for a 糖果 striper sometimes even a Santa Claus. He didn't bother to correct them, they came and gone so he just let it slide--for once.
Wilson had sometime joined after dealing with all his depressing cancer patients--he needed the holiday high, strangely enough from House, to lift his spirits. So they pranced around as evidently Santa Claus and a Jewish elf.
But today, House was stripped from his festiveness to just a Santa hat, and his cane. He sat in his lowly office, looking towards the floor when Wilson came strolling 由 in his suit and into the office.
"No 圣诞节 cheer this morning?" he asked walking up to the desk.
"Hat and cane." his eyes still hadn't lifted from the floor.
"Oh right..Right, right." There was a pause between them before he spoke again.
"I don't...."
"You don't what?"
"I don't know what to do with her." he spoke in the most serious tone, in the most vulnerable state Wilson had seen him in, in a long while.
"Why what--"
"He's going to ask her."
"What? Wh--a? Ho-w? How do 你 know?"
"Asked me three things: if I could help him pick out a ring, help him pay, and if I could help him come up with an idea on how to ask her." Wilson just stood there, not knowing what to say, dumbfounded and motionless.
"I scrape off enough money to pay at least two thirds if I wanted, but I paid one--" he tossed the red velvet box at Wilson and juggled it a little before attaining a grasp. He opened it and viewed the ring.
"Why on earth--did he ask you?" House stood up and began to walk out.
"Apparently, out of everyone, I know her most, at worst and best. Of course, I'm speaking verbatim."
"Of course 你 are," Wilson started skeptically. "but it can't be just that. 你 wouldn't..Where we going?"
"If 你 are staring at a fawn, and a ranger tries to protect it, do 你 waste your time trying to shoot down the ranger?"
"Oh how did I know that was coming."
"Metaphor, 或者 this?"
"Metaphor, because 你 can never admit anything plainly. Plainly, for lack of better word."
"I'm sorry a conversation with me requires 你 to think. Of course, so do several other things, so I'm not that sorry."
"What are 你 going to do?" Wilson sighed.
"I'm going to shoot the fawn." the doors of the elevator then opened and they walked into the lobby, going towards the clinic doors. Pushing through without a care in the world, people were shoved aside 由 House and then apologized to 由 Wilson before they reached Cuddy's set of doors. Her paperwork was literally a stack about a fair foot high. Of course House didn't care--it was House.
Bursting in, words were the first thing to attack Cuddy, while House in his absent sane mind just sat back as these words flowed out. Wilson stood in what was supposed to be Cuddy's secretariats office to be kept 安全 from the due bloodbath.
"If 你 marry him you're a wimp, if 你 don't you're a masochist. And possibly a sadist..."
"Wh-what do 你 want House?"
"What is that insane buttload of paperwork for? It's called the holidays."
"It's called maybe a few dozen papers that are in irrelevance to 你 and the other ninety percent in relevance. Insurance, a few good lawsuits, which God forbid we manage to squeeze our way out of--"
"Ah-pap-ap-ap. Stop changing the subject."
"What are 你 talking about."
"You've moved in with him."
"And you're asking?"
"If you're going to 或者 wanting to marry him."
"You left us alone for a while House, why all of the sudden is my relationship with Lucas the 最佳, 返回页首 of your agenda?" he just looked at her, pretending like he didn't hear a word, and just threw up simply everything..
"If 你 marry him, 你 surrender yourself to him. He ties 你 down, 你 tie him down. It all symbolizes that 你 felt completely helpless and felt the girl needed a healthy and caring father figure which means you're a wimp. 你 don't marry him, 你 are alone; Like 你 have been, like 你 always seemed to be. 你 take upon that misery for yourself and for your daughter, not giving her a choice and tie 你 two down to misery. To pain. And we're back to the masochist."
"So--either way it's a lose-lose situation. I think I'm going to take the risk."
"You're not looking for happiness. Far from it."
"Really," she sighed. "I thought that feeling was feeling out of place.."
"You--"
"I have protection, House. I have security with Lucas. He's everything, and exactly what I need. If you're pushing this because 你 think I need you? Then. Well." she looked back down and scribbled on each paper and she flipped over and back into her 'finished' stack. House came closer to the desk, a distance where Wilson--who had been grimacing several different faces in between statements--could still hear him, but close enough to get Cuddy's temperature to rise.
"You need, perfection. 你 can have what 你 need. Maybe that will provide. Maybe that will satisfy. Maybe he is good enough. But he knows. He knows his place. He knows right where he stands. Your, safety net. 秒 rate, at best. At least in your eyes--" she looked up at him in the coldest glare she could convey her anger through. His expression loosened.
"He's exactly, what 你 need. Right down to every inch. I'm not saying 你 don't want Lucas. 你 could. With all the 爱情 你 could muster; but who's to say it's not forced, 或者 guilt; How I see it? It's not that 你 don't want him, why not? He's what 你 need. But it'll never be full. 你 don't have a choice, but you'll be tied down. You'll never want for him in entirety, because there will be a single string attached. That cannot be cut," slightly red and wet faced she whispered angrily under her breath.
"Get. Out." without hesitation, he turned away and flew out the doors dragging Wilson along.
"She didn't stop you.." Wilson spoke softly beginning a constant back and forth.
"She never had the intention."
"She was civil. It was admirable."
"Civil? She only shut up because she knew I was right."
"Which how many times has she done? That makes her civil."
"Fine fine."
"You hurt her back there."
"Which wouldn't be the first. I know that and she knows that."
"It's no excuse."
"I know."
"She feels guilty now."
"I know," they stepped into the elevator heading back to Wilson's.
"that was the point." House finished.
"You're a manipulative bastard 你 know that?"
"You got that?"
"Oh, your plan? No I was just stating the facts."
"Do 你 know the plan?"
"Figure it out." they stepped out and they began to walk towards Wilson's office.
"I shot a leg," House began. "the 讨好, 小鹿 will begin to weaken, to wobble. Even fall. If she's strong, she'll get back up, like I know she will. Then I'll shoot another leg. She'll be vulnerable. When she goes and tells on me to the ranger--"
"Like I said, manipulative bastard." and they both walked into his office to slack off until lunch.
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December 22 - Torn 由 you, Torn 由 Two
Ten O'clock A.M.
"Where did 你 find these?" Cuddy asked Nurse Brenda. She pointed out and gestured to the front of the clinic. Cuddy gave a curt nod and thank 你 as he rested her eyes on the three presents addressed to her. All separate sizes, different wrapping papers--only the square shape remained the same.
The first she opened was the tallest of them all. First untying the bows, then ripping apart the papers she opened the box and lifted out a beautiful miniature 圣诞节 tree. Decorated like no other, as it was personalized. There was a mini "Michigan" ornament, reflected her graduates at the university, her name etched in the ribbons wrapped around the tree, and the 星, 星级 with a small picture of Rachel. She smiled, set it down and flipped a button to light up the tree.
Moving onto her 下一个 present, she removed the packaging fairly easy and faster this time around. The excitement had reached her hands, like children on 圣诞节 morning. But what excited her most was the thought that Lucas had done all of this.
The 下一个 present was a pair of crystal white doves, linking up together. They were beautiful glimmering in the light. She smiled and set it down 下一个 to her 树 and opened the last gift.
The smallest gift, held a silver necklace, a glimmering chain with three red 玫瑰 dangling one after the other. She put it on, then touched it lightly and smiled. But looking back towards the box, was a note. It read:
Cuddy
- There will be nine 更多 gifts to come your way. Four tomorrow, four the 下一个 and finally one come Christmas. I hope 你 enjoyed these three presents.
your regret,
Anonymous.
This note beheld several strange things. All contradicting the 'fact' that Lucas had sent these things. The possibility even. Lucas would not have to hide this..
And "your regret," didn't sound like a guessing game hint he would give. Sliding everything off her 台, 办公桌 into the garbage, she set the first two gifts accordingly to her desk. She tried going back to work but her suspicions were already on the rise. She would never know the time but she eagerly waited for tomorrow where four 更多 gifts would arrive.
The following gifts consisted of what seemed to be, inspired gifts from "The Twelve Days of Christmas" carol. Gift four was an old edition of The Rolling Stones, four members, four "calling birds". Gift five was a "gold" watch consisting of "rings" for the chain 或者 band of the watch. The sixth gift was a beautiful geese painting, very beautifully done.
The 下一个 four included a "swan" bracelet, with "seven" charms around, a snow globe, containing a musical number of "nine ladies" and gents "dancing", and two 音乐 boxes. One, from a Michael Flatley collection, where riveting 音乐 of river dancing would occur, at least "ten" different melodies would sound off, and the other a folk 音乐 box, consisting of a "maid" twirling round, this box including only "eight" different melodies.
Cuddy still hadn't made a decision on who had 给 these to her, but she would find out eventually with just one gift left. Hoping that the giver would come 前锋, 期待 this last time.
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Part One
"I can't do this anymore," he 说 to her softly.
"In your eyes--I'll only be so much as 秒 best. And if I can't have all of you--well. Then you're obviously not mine to have. I've accepted that, but will you?"
She slowly fell into tears as these words slipped from his mouth, and with a quick peck to the cheek accompanied 由 a fleeting exit she broke down completely.
December 20th - These Days before Eve
The hospital met it's silence for the following days leading up to Christmas. The clinic, the ER, even House's department had been slowed. So to preoccupy himself with all the free time, House ran around the hospital, festive in every possible way, even down to his cane. Passing children had mistaken him for a 糖果 striper sometimes even a Santa Claus. He didn't bother to correct them, they came and gone so he just let it slide--for once.
Wilson had sometime joined after dealing with all his depressing cancer patients--he needed the holiday high, strangely enough from House, to lift his spirits. So they pranced around as evidently Santa Claus and a Jewish elf.
But today, House was stripped from his festiveness to just a Santa hat, and his cane. He sat in his lowly office, looking towards the floor when Wilson came strolling 由 in his suit and into the office.
"No 圣诞节 cheer this morning?" he asked walking up to the desk.
"Hat and cane." his eyes still hadn't lifted from the floor.
"Oh right..Right, right." There was a pause between them before he spoke again.
"I don't...."
"You don't what?"
"I don't know what to do with her." he spoke in the most serious tone, in the most vulnerable state Wilson had seen him in, in a long while.
"Why what--"
"He's going to ask her."
"What? Wh--a? Ho-w? How do 你 know?"
"Asked me three things: if I could help him pick out a ring, help him pay, and if I could help him come up with an idea on how to ask her." Wilson just stood there, not knowing what to say, dumbfounded and motionless.
"I scrape off enough money to pay at least two thirds if I wanted, but I paid one--" he tossed the red velvet box at Wilson and juggled it a little before attaining a grasp. He opened it and viewed the ring.
"Why on earth--did he ask you?" House stood up and began to walk out.
"Apparently, out of everyone, I know her most, at worst and best. Of course, I'm speaking verbatim."
"Of course 你 are," Wilson started skeptically. "but it can't be just that. 你 wouldn't..Where we going?"
"If 你 are staring at a fawn, and a ranger tries to protect it, do 你 waste your time trying to shoot down the ranger?"
"Oh how did I know that was coming."
"Metaphor, 或者 this?"
"Metaphor, because 你 can never admit anything plainly. Plainly, for lack of better word."
"I'm sorry a conversation with me requires 你 to think. Of course, so do several other things, so I'm not that sorry."
"What are 你 going to do?" Wilson sighed.
"I'm going to shoot the fawn." the doors of the elevator then opened and they walked into the lobby, going towards the clinic doors. Pushing through without a care in the world, people were shoved aside 由 House and then apologized to 由 Wilson before they reached Cuddy's set of doors. Her paperwork was literally a stack about a fair foot high. Of course House didn't care--it was House.
Bursting in, words were the first thing to attack Cuddy, while House in his absent sane mind just sat back as these words flowed out. Wilson stood in what was supposed to be Cuddy's secretariats office to be kept 安全 from the due bloodbath.
"If 你 marry him you're a wimp, if 你 don't you're a masochist. And possibly a sadist..."
"Wh-what do 你 want House?"
"What is that insane buttload of paperwork for? It's called the holidays."
"It's called maybe a few dozen papers that are in irrelevance to 你 and the other ninety percent in relevance. Insurance, a few good lawsuits, which God forbid we manage to squeeze our way out of--"
"Ah-pap-ap-ap. Stop changing the subject."
"What are 你 talking about."
"You've moved in with him."
"And you're asking?"
"If you're going to 或者 wanting to marry him."
"You left us alone for a while House, why all of the sudden is my relationship with Lucas the 最佳, 返回页首 of your agenda?" he just looked at her, pretending like he didn't hear a word, and just threw up simply everything..
"If 你 marry him, 你 surrender yourself to him. He ties 你 down, 你 tie him down. It all symbolizes that 你 felt completely helpless and felt the girl needed a healthy and caring father figure which means you're a wimp. 你 don't marry him, 你 are alone; Like 你 have been, like 你 always seemed to be. 你 take upon that misery for yourself and for your daughter, not giving her a choice and tie 你 two down to misery. To pain. And we're back to the masochist."
"So--either way it's a lose-lose situation. I think I'm going to take the risk."
"You're not looking for happiness. Far from it."
"Really," she sighed. "I thought that feeling was feeling out of place.."
"You--"
"I have protection, House. I have security with Lucas. He's everything, and exactly what I need. If you're pushing this because 你 think I need you? Then. Well." she looked back down and scribbled on each paper and she flipped over and back into her 'finished' stack. House came closer to the desk, a distance where Wilson--who had been grimacing several different faces in between statements--could still hear him, but close enough to get Cuddy's temperature to rise.
"You need, perfection. 你 can have what 你 need. Maybe that will provide. Maybe that will satisfy. Maybe he is good enough. But he knows. He knows his place. He knows right where he stands. Your, safety net. 秒 rate, at best. At least in your eyes--" she looked up at him in the coldest glare she could convey her anger through. His expression loosened.
"He's exactly, what 你 need. Right down to every inch. I'm not saying 你 don't want Lucas. 你 could. With all the 爱情 你 could muster; but who's to say it's not forced, 或者 guilt; How I see it? It's not that 你 don't want him, why not? He's what 你 need. But it'll never be full. 你 don't have a choice, but you'll be tied down. You'll never want for him in entirety, because there will be a single string attached. That cannot be cut," slightly red and wet faced she whispered angrily under her breath.
"Get. Out." without hesitation, he turned away and flew out the doors dragging Wilson along.
"She didn't stop you.." Wilson spoke softly beginning a constant back and forth.
"She never had the intention."
"She was civil. It was admirable."
"Civil? She only shut up because she knew I was right."
"Which how many times has she done? That makes her civil."
"Fine fine."
"You hurt her back there."
"Which wouldn't be the first. I know that and she knows that."
"It's no excuse."
"I know."
"She feels guilty now."
"I know," they stepped into the elevator heading back to Wilson's.
"that was the point." House finished.
"You're a manipulative bastard 你 know that?"
"You got that?"
"Oh, your plan? No I was just stating the facts."
"Do 你 know the plan?"
"Figure it out." they stepped out and they began to walk towards Wilson's office.
"I shot a leg," House began. "the 讨好, 小鹿 will begin to weaken, to wobble. Even fall. If she's strong, she'll get back up, like I know she will. Then I'll shoot another leg. She'll be vulnerable. When she goes and tells on me to the ranger--"
"Like I said, manipulative bastard." and they both walked into his office to slack off until lunch.
╬╬╬
December 22 - Torn 由 you, Torn 由 Two
Ten O'clock A.M.
"Where did 你 find these?" Cuddy asked Nurse Brenda. She pointed out and gestured to the front of the clinic. Cuddy gave a curt nod and thank 你 as he rested her eyes on the three presents addressed to her. All separate sizes, different wrapping papers--only the square shape remained the same.
The first she opened was the tallest of them all. First untying the bows, then ripping apart the papers she opened the box and lifted out a beautiful miniature 圣诞节 tree. Decorated like no other, as it was personalized. There was a mini "Michigan" ornament, reflected her graduates at the university, her name etched in the ribbons wrapped around the tree, and the 星, 星级 with a small picture of Rachel. She smiled, set it down and flipped a button to light up the tree.
Moving onto her 下一个 present, she removed the packaging fairly easy and faster this time around. The excitement had reached her hands, like children on 圣诞节 morning. But what excited her most was the thought that Lucas had done all of this.
The 下一个 present was a pair of crystal white doves, linking up together. They were beautiful glimmering in the light. She smiled and set it down 下一个 to her 树 and opened the last gift.
The smallest gift, held a silver necklace, a glimmering chain with three red 玫瑰 dangling one after the other. She put it on, then touched it lightly and smiled. But looking back towards the box, was a note. It read:
Cuddy
- There will be nine 更多 gifts to come your way. Four tomorrow, four the 下一个 and finally one come Christmas. I hope 你 enjoyed these three presents.
your regret,
Anonymous.
This note beheld several strange things. All contradicting the 'fact' that Lucas had sent these things. The possibility even. Lucas would not have to hide this..
And "your regret," didn't sound like a guessing game hint he would give. Sliding everything off her 台, 办公桌 into the garbage, she set the first two gifts accordingly to her desk. She tried going back to work but her suspicions were already on the rise. She would never know the time but she eagerly waited for tomorrow where four 更多 gifts would arrive.
The following gifts consisted of what seemed to be, inspired gifts from "The Twelve Days of Christmas" carol. Gift four was an old edition of The Rolling Stones, four members, four "calling birds". Gift five was a "gold" watch consisting of "rings" for the chain 或者 band of the watch. The sixth gift was a beautiful geese painting, very beautifully done.
The 下一个 four included a "swan" bracelet, with "seven" charms around, a snow globe, containing a musical number of "nine ladies" and gents "dancing", and two 音乐 boxes. One, from a Michael Flatley collection, where riveting 音乐 of river dancing would occur, at least "ten" different melodies would sound off, and the other a folk 音乐 box, consisting of a "maid" twirling round, this box including only "eight" different melodies.
Cuddy still hadn't made a decision on who had 给 these to her, but she would find out eventually with just one gift left. Hoping that the giver would come 前锋, 期待 this last time.
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