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Disclaimer: I don't own them, just borrowing them for a bit.
House sat at his desk, staring at the blank page in front of him wondering how he was supposed to write what he had to write.
How was he supposed to tell Cuddy and everyone at PPTH that he was leaving for good. That he needed change and that meant leaving a place where all his recent life was, up root himself and make a new life in a place where he thought he'd fit in.
"PPTH.."
No. That didn't seem right. Too, formal.
"Cuddy and Ducklings"
No too childish, though he had to chuckle at that one.
"My dear friends..."
House laughed at that one. Cuddy wouldn't believe it if he wrote something sappy like that. He's never been open and sappy and sugar and spice and everything nice. Never. Ever. At least in front of other people.
House sat back in his chair thinking about the past years of working for PPTH. How he had made close friends, weither he openly admitted it or not they had become friends. As hard as he tried in the past, as annoying as he got. As much of an ass he could be. They were always there for him. They stood by him through thick and thin.
House didn't want to think of the past at PPTH too much. If he was honest with himself, it hurt a little to leave. Ok, it hurt alot. Not that he would ever admit that. No way, not the infamous Gregory House!
[Letter. Got to write it. Must be done tonight. I have to leave for the red eye flight. Lied to cuddy and told her that I'm taking a trip. She won't find out until she checks her desk in the morning. Letter, got to write it.
[This is Lisa Cuddy, if I'm not open and strait with her, she'll call me on it. She'd search the ends of the earth for me, just to kick my ass and set the situation strait. I better do this right for once.
[Damn it! Work brain, work!
House started spinning around in his chair trying to get the creative juices flowing. Putting his feet up on the chair and spinning around like a child trying to amuse themselves temporarly. he stopped looked at the peice of paper and shrugged.
[couldn't hurt to just be frank and honest for once.
"Cuddy,
This might come as a suprise to you..."
Of course once insperation hit him, he got interuppted. He saw Cuddy running down the hall to her office and heard her door slam. He crumbled up the paper and got a fresh blank sheet.
[What the hell? better go see what's going on.
House got up and went to go see what was going on with Cuddy. When he reached her office he saw that her lights were off and her chair was now facing opposite of her office door. House walked right in, as usual.
"Hey, I was trying to have a cat nap. what's up with the PMS?" House joked.
Lisa Cuddy turned around and faced him with tears running down her cheaks, mascara running everywhere and blood all over her.
[Oh shit!
"Crap" House said and rushed over to her and held her close and let her cry everything out on his shoulder.
To Be Continued...