Fanfiction – House
"Life's a Fairytale…Not"
Sequel to "Out of Town"
Set three months after "Out of Town". House and Cuddy are still together. Everyone's settling into a normal life (or what is normal for a bunch of doctors). How will they cope when everything is shaken up once again?
Chapter 1-
"So, how long's this been happening?" House asked his current clinic patient in a bored voice.
"About a week. Should I be worried?"
"If I were you, the only thing I'd be worried about would be my mental health," House replied nastily.
"My mental health? What, do I have like a brain tumor or something? I only have a cough. How can I have a brain tumor?"
"Did I say anything about a brain tumor? No. I was simply commenting on your apparent lack of brain cells. And if you only have a cough, why did you come? We live in a polluted society. You've probably just inhaled smoke or something."
"Well, my partner is a smoker, could that be it?"
"Yes," House said, over-cheerfully. "Wonderful diagnosing. You should become a doctor. Then you could sort out your own boring problems without annoying me. Now, leave me alone."
House turned away and put his headphones in his ears.
"WAIT," the patient yelled.
House turned around again.
"You're still here. What part of 'leave me alone' didn't you understand?"
"Umm, I don't know. Anyway, what do I do?"
"Take some Soothers and find a new partner."
"A new partner?"
"Or you could just burn all his cigarettes. Wait, that would create smoke. Hmm, just stick to finding a new partner."
"What if he stopped?"
"Lady, will you get the hint! I'm a doctor, not a person who cares about other people! I didn't go to med school for six years to do relationship counseling!"
"Fine, I'm going."
The patient stood up with a huff and strode to the door.
"Oh," she said sugary, stopping for a moment. "Be sure I'll be talking to your boss about this."
"She won't care," House shouted after her, but she was already gone. "One of the extras that comes with playing around with her," he added to himself.
He leant back in his chair, put his headphones in his ears, and settled down to at least an hour of idiot-free quiet time. He began to wonder how long it would be before Cuddy stalked in. He didn't know she was occupied elsewhere…
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Wilson and Cuddy were sitting at a table in the cafeteria, Wilson munching a large burger with fries, Cuddy nibbling delicately on a piece of lettuce.
"Big breakfast," Wilson asked cheerily, wiping a bit of sauce from his chin. "Don't tell me House actually cooked for you. What have you done to him! You know, ever since you guys got together, he's been acting more, well, human."
"Human? That's a new one! I've heard him been called a lot of things; bizarre, genius, jackass, jerk, but never human."
Cuddy laughed, but it died down into a sigh. She pushed her salad away.
"Are you okay?" Wilson asked worriedly. "You haven't been yourself lately. I mean," he laughed. "I'm sure having extra doses of House would make anyone warped, but-."
"I'm pregnant," Cuddy interrupted.
"WHAT, YOU'RE PRE-," started to yell, but Cuddy quickly threw a piece of lettuce at him.
"Sshhh!!" she hissed. "What, are you trying to tell the whole hospital? House doesn't even know."
"HOUSE DOESN'T KNOW," Wilson shouted, attracting some strange looks from surrounding people. He dropped his voice to a whisper. "Are you insane? You can't keep this from him. How long have you known anyway?"
"A couple of weeks," Cuddy sighed. "I don't know how to tell him. I'm just waiting for the right time. Everything's been so good until now; I don't want to spoil it."
"You won't spoil it by telling him," Wilson almost laughed. "You'd be spoiling it by not telling him. He has a right to know."
"I know," Cuddy said. "But promise you won't say anything?"
Wilson hesitated before answering. "Sure. I'll try my best. Um, I have to go now. You know, work and stuff."
He stood up and made a beeline for the door. He planned on spending the afternoon in his office, away from House. He knew if House saw him, he would know something was up. Then House would bug him, and if that happened, well, he could never keep it quiet. That was the plan anyway. So much for it…
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"Wilson," House shouted. "I know you're in there! You can't hide from me! You have to come out some time!"
The door to Wilson's office opened.
"Fine, you can come in," Wilson said grudgingly.
"Something up, Jimmy," House said lightly. "Must be serious if you don't want to see your bestest buddy."
"It's nothing; just a rough day," he muttered.
"Man, I really suck at lying," he thought.
House scoffed. "If you were having a rough day, you'd have welcomed me in, not avoided me. So, what's really up?"
Wilson took a deep breath. "Oh man," he thought…
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Cuddy was trying to get away from the person talking to her. She'd gathered up the courage she needed to talk to House, and now she wanted to get it over with.
Finally she got away, and hurried up to House's office as fast as her $500 high heels would let her.
When she got to his office, she found him sitting in the dark on his chair, his back to the door.
At first she wasn't worried. Often she had found him like this, just thinking about a case, not bothering to get up and turn the light on. So she didn't think anything of it until she went to put her arm around him. He pushed her away.
Cold realization flooded through her.
"He told you," she whispered, feeling the words choking her.
House turned to look at her. Even in the dark there was no mistaking the look in his eyes. He was hurt.
"Lisa," he said quietly. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Oh Greg," she sighed, bending down to kneel in front of him, and taking his hands in hers. "I just didn't think you were-ready."
This was the wrong thing to say.
"READY!" House yelled. "I'VE BEEN READY TO DO THIS HALF MY LIFE. YOU'VE KNOWN ME HALF MY LIFE. YOU SHOULD KNOW ME!"
"Sorry," Cuddy apologized. "You're not the most open person in the world. How was I supposed to know?"
House snorted. "Oh maybe because you're my partner and you're supposed to know those kinds of things."
"Oh, like you're perfect Greg. Like you know everything."
There was silence as they both thought.
"So, are we alright now," Cuddy asked tentatively.
House snorted again and stood up, grabbing his coat and putting it on.
"Where are you going?" Cuddy asked.
"Home," House answered.
"Wait, shouldn't we talk about this?"
"You've said enough for tonight."
He snatched his cane from his desk and strode out.
"Greg!" she called after him, but he'd already gone…
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A/N: I've started chapter two, but I'm a bit stuck, well maybe you guys should see where I'm up to. Alright, I'll post up a short chapter 2, and then I'll modify it when I have more ideas. If I have more ideas. Maybe you guys could help me out with some reviews, hint hint.
