A Sparkle of Sarcasm
A Huddy Fic
-And for once, at that very moment, Cuddy did not see the sparkle of sarcasm that always lingered in his eye when House had said "I really do love you."-
Disclaimer: I do not own House, the cast, crew, directors, producers, or anything. But I do own some cheese.
A/N: Oh, I'm so sorry for the wait! My internet wasn't working for soooooooo long and I couldn't run over here to fanfiction. Thanks for sticking with me, reviewers:)
The same day
House fiddled with the computer, trying to see if there was any way to retrieve the e-mail. That's when Wilson burst in the door.
"What was in that coffee?" Wilson asked with a furious tone.
"How was Jackie today?" House asked.
"Don't avoid the question. What was in that coffee?" Wilson replied.
House shrugged, "Caffeine?"
Wilson sighed, "You know what I'm talking about."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No, not really."
"Yes you do House!" Wilson said, throwing up his hands, "You are hopeless!"
House cast him the I-look-innocent-but-I-am-totally-fooling-you look, "I can understand hopeless, but I still don't know what you're getting at with this 'coffee' thing."
"Ok. I was done seeing Jackie, and there was a coffee already on my desk when I am came into my office. Without thinking, I drink from it, then see the little slip of paper, and know it was from you," Wilson said.
"Oh. I thought my forging skills improved," House replied.
"Now, what was in that coffee?" Wilson repeated.
"Either one of the following: Vicodin, Viagra, some laxatives, or cocaine," House smirked.
"Cocaine? What?" Wilson asked. House shrugged.
"Seriously House, tell me," Wilson said. As House was about to just shrug again, he saw Cuddy walk by, probably heading to her office. He suddenly remembered the e-mail and got up.
"House. House. Where are you going?" Wilson questioned.
"Viagra," House told him, not looking back but going as fast out the door as he could. Wilson grabbed the door behind him, now standing in the hallway just to see him walk away.
"Are you serious?"
"Helloooooooooooo," House said, quickly entering Cuddy's office, a few seconds after she did.
"What?" Cuddy replied bluntly. She really didn't seem like she was in the mood today,
"Whatever Wilson says I didn't do," House said, before Wilson burst into the room.
"House put something in my coffee again!"
Cuddy put her head into her hands, "House."
"I didn't do it. If Wilson had read the note, it said it was from you," House said.
"You are acting like children, which you two always do and it's annoying," Cuddy said.
"Want to have sex?" Wilson asked, looking sort of dazed. House tried to not laugh but it came out as a little snort.
"House!" Cuddy said with a furious tone. She gave him the stare-of-doom.
House smirked, "He said it, not me."
"You know you were thinking it," Wilson replied. House nodded.
"Wilson, go home and come back when you're um..." Cuddy trailed off, unable to find the right words. Wilson just nodded in response, smirked, and left.
"House," Cuddy said, turning to him, "I don't want to really punish you right now, because you have a case. Get all of your new crew and get working on it."
House sighed, "Alright."
"Alright kiddies," House said, limping into the room where the people were awhile later, "We've got a case. 32 year old female who claims she it feels there are insects under her skin, fatigue, joint and muscle pain, and skin rashes. Ideas?"
"Contact dermatitis, explains rashes and maybe the insect like feeling," Thirteen said.
"Wrong," Everyone turned around to see a women standing there. She had dark brown hair, glasses, and dark brown eyes, and was holding a copy of the case in her hands, "It's Morgellons, explains all the symptoms. All we would have to do is find out if it's Delusional Parasitosis or an infectious disease."
House cocked his head to the side, thinking of her answer. Yes, Morgellons did fit all the symptoms and it could likely be right. House looked up at her, "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm Dr. Natalie Toro and Cuddy said you just hired me."
Cuddy looked at her computer and decided to go to her e-mail. Luckily, there wasn't much to skim through. Reading through them, she then stopped to look over one name. House. He had sent her an e-mail. Cuddy looked oddly at it as she opened the e-mail.
"Cuddy,
Well, you seemed very pleased. In an awkward state. But you never replied without that nervous sense in your voice. I do know everybody lies, but did you? I really wish you didn't. Because I didn't. I wouldn't want to lie to you. You haven't talked to me today, and I'm out of my mind trying to find something to do. Yes, I did one thing in the clinic. Then I left because the clinic sucks, and you sure know that. I know you know.
But I wish I knew what you felt inside. I want to know what you felt when we looked at each other yesterday. I want to know what you've felt all along, even when you've went on so many dates. I actually do know something. That you didn't want to lie yesterday either."
Cuddy's eyes grew wide as she read and re-read of that short e-mail. House wasn't joking that day. He wasn't joking at all. Cuddy mentally kicked herself, wishing she would've not been do awkward that day. She wished and wished but it can't really change the past. But that didn't mean she couldn't make the future.
A/N: Yea. It's short again. Sorry. Q?C?C?
-LordXwee
