Title: Missed Opportunities
Pairings: The Dean and her Diagnostician
Genre: Romance/Drama/Angst
Warnings: mild spoilers for the whole series in later 'chapters'...
Rating: PG-13/R-ish
Chapters: series of drabbles 2/?
Status: WIP
Word Count: 210

Disclaimer: I don't own House M.D. nor the characters.

Summary: Because even if there is something, sometimes it's just not meant to be... Pre-series. In drabbles. Re-named and finally going to be finished.

2.

It was snowing outside and it was distracting her from her studies.

He frowned over his text books, when she looked out the library window and sighed. Again. Her eyes had a longing look in them, the one he recognized with ease after those months spent silently beside each other. They hardly ever spoke. It was a rule for them set with that one meeting at the bench-under-the-old-willow. Just sitting beside each other. A companionship.

But today…

He nudged her with his foot under table. She startled looking back at him, her eyes narrowing. He just lifted up his eyebrows turning his head to the left side. She shook hers in response and sighed silently.

Then he got up from the table abruptly, not giving her much time to think what he was up to. He took some of the white fluff from the slightly opened window beside them, and before she could protest, put it behind her blouse making her squeal in the process.

Everybody in the library frowned upon them, and she blushed embarrassedly, then glared at him fiercely. He just smirked snatching his text books and making a quick retreat. He could hear her packing and getting ready to leave the library. He grinned to himself.

There was no point of studying anyway…

xxx

tbc..