"It's Just a Dream"
Rewritten
A/N: Just a one-shot. Whole heap of drabble.
Disclaimer: Not mine, yadda, yadda.
Cuddy walked across the cafeteria, scanning it with her eyes, then sat down with Wilson.
He looked up from his lunch and stared at her.
"Umm, can I help you Dr Cuddy?"
"No. What's wrong with having lunch with my bestest buddy?"
"Uh, nothing I guess. What are you wearing?"
Cuddy looked down at her baggy T-shirt and blue jeans complete with brand new sneakers on her feet.
"What do you mean 'what am I wearing'? I wear this all the time. And you can't talk. What do you call that thing around your neck-a dead rat?"
Wilson looked down at his new black and white tie.
"You normally like my ties."
"Yeah right, you're dreaming Jimmy."
At this moment, Chase walked past.
"Oi wombat," Cuddy called out. "Ever heard of a hairdresser?"
Wilson raised his eyebrows at her. "Are you feeling alright? You're acting a bit, umm Houseish."
"I'm fine."
Cuddy's assistant walked over. "Dr Cuddy, I have some papers for you to sign."
She handed them to her but Cuddy waved them away.
"Just put them on my desk. I'll get around to it."
Both her assistant and Wilson stared at her, their eyes almost popping out of their heads.
"That's what I like to hear," said a smirking voice behind her. "The Dean of Medicine working hard. It's so relieving knowing this hospital is in such capable hands."
"Hello Dr House," said Cuddy's assistant.
He glared at her, then moved his eyes to Wilson's tie.
"Geez, what poor rodent had to suffer to make that?"
"Uh Cuddy, do you see what I mean now? You're turning into House!"
"Don't be stupid Wilson, I am not."
"Actually Dr Cuddy," her assistant said worriedly.
"I think you are."
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In her bedroom, Cuddy's eyes snapped open. She thought about her dream and smiled.
Next to her, her lover lay, stretched across most of the bed.
She turned and snuggled up to him.
"One day I'll tell him about it," she thought. "One day."
And next to her, lay Gregory House, blissfully unaware of her thoughts.
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A/N: There it is. Hope you enjoyed it as much as the first one!