Rushing into the ER, Wilson took it upon himself to get House breathing again. Nobody was around in the ER, so Wilson did everything himself, as one nurse came rushing to his side to help.
House coughed, puking up some vomit at the same time, as he fell back onto the bed, his breathing was shallow, as he looked around to see where he was.
“Thanks.” Wilson gave the young nurse the nod, and she left without a word. He then looked down at House, who was wiping the remains of his vomit from the corners of his mouth.
Wilson lifted House’s head up, checking if he had any swelling to his head from hitting the floor, but there was nothing.
“You could have died. Do আপনি have any idea how stupid it was, to take those pills?” Wilson’s voice became erratic, but he pulled himself back, and took a moment, before breathing out. “What where আপনি doing?” He sounded calmer, as he looked down at a semi-conscious House.
Getting no answer, Wilson gave-up, for now. Walking away, he decided he needed to take a break, and think about what had just happened. Leaving House alone, as he lay in pain, his life falling apart all over again.
**
Cuddy was snuggled up with Lucas on his sofa, when he phone rang. “Dr.Cuddy.” Lucas had to release his tight arm around her, as she stood up. “Okay, I’ll be right there.” Cuddy closed her phone in a hurry, as she picked up her jacket.
”Where are আপনি going?” Lucas stayed sitting as he looked on in bemusement, as Cuddy gathered her things, and put her heels on in a hurry.
“I’m needed at the hospital. I’m sorry.” Cuddy gave him a weak sympathetic smile, before স্নেহ চুম্বন him lightly on the cheek.
“Do আপনি want me to come with you?” Cuddy stopped at the door, before turning around.
“You don’t want to come with me.” Cuddy hung her hand loosely on the doorknob. Lucas looked at her in despair, before she left.
**
Wilson walked back through the double doors of the ER, and sat down পরবর্তি to an unconscious House. Sitting on the মল পরবর্তি to the hospital bed, he checked House’s vitals, before sipping the black coffee from the cheap polystyrene cup it was in.
The steady beeping of the machine began to sooth and calm down Wilson, as he sat with House, alone in the ER.
The sound of someone walking down the corridor outside made him perk up, when he turned his head to see who it was, he was surprised to find out it was Cuddy.
“What happened?” Cuddy immediately walked towards House’s chart that Wilson had written up. Checking the machine, and then feeling House’s wrist, she breathed a sigh of relief.
“He overdosed on Vicodin. I don’t know what else, the blood tests aren’t back yet.” Wilson closed his eyes, as he started to feel tired; he had already worked a full দিন shift, and needed sleep, but his commitment to House was too much of a burden to ignore.
Cuddy sighed, before reaching out her hand to his arm, “You should go, you’re back at work in a few hours, and আপনি need to sleep.” Wilson looked up at Cuddy, before nodding. Taking one last glance at House, he stood up and left.
Leaving Cuddy alone with House, who was still asleep, gave her some time alone to reflect on everything. Placing her কোট on the শীর্ষ of the bed, she pulled the মল closer, and hesitantly held House’s limp hand.
She felt her phone vibrate in her jeans pocket, she pulled it out, and saw Lucas was calling her. Knowing he would want an argument, Cuddy switched her phone off, not wanting to be involved in another confrontation over her relationship with House.
Even though they weren’t in a relationship, they had their own unique bond, one that can’t be explained দ্বারা people looking in on them from the outside.
Just as she was about to come to a decision, House woke-up, his eyelids hanging heavy over his piercing baby blue eyes. At first, he didn’t react to Cuddy’s presence, probably thinking he was still dreaming, it was only when he felt her hand on his hand, that he knew it was real.
“What the hell where আপনি playing at?” Cuddy’s look of anger, and the sense of panic in her voice made House feel ashamed, almost wishing she wasn’t here.
“Wilson’s already gave me the lecture. আপনি can leave.” House pulled himself up, looking at his হৃদয় rate, before rubbing his forehead.
“I didn’t-” Cuddy stopped, releasing her grip on his hand. Standing up she walked to the শীর্ষ of the bed, leaning on it as she tried to find the right words to say.
“I didn’t come here to give আপনি a lecture. I came, because I care, and আপনি know I care.” Cuddy’s voice was calmer, as she brushed back her hair.
“You don’t care. আপনি want to care, because আপনি think আপনি should.” House sounded almost reluctant to make such a statement, but he couldn’t help himself.
Cuddy smirked to herself, biting her lip in overwhelming anger, “I just had to lie to my boyfriend, the first real relationship I’ve had in years, to come here and see if আপনি were okay.”
House’s face sunk, another dose of embarrassment to add to the immense amount of shame he felt already.
“You’re right. I didn’t have to come here. I guess you’re not the only idiot in the room right now.” Cuddy gave him a heartbreaking look, before picking up her jacket, and leaving.
House was now left alone, as he fell back onto the bed, hitting his bad leg in anger, and then feeling thankful that he was on morphine, so he couldn’t feel the excruciating pain.
Cuddy made her way out of the empty lobby, as she stood outside in the cold, as the wind began to pick up. Reaching into her pocket for her phone, she turned it on, and saw she had a voicemail.
“Hi Lisa, it’s me. I won’t be there when আপনি get home, and আপনি probably won’t see me again. I got a job offer to সরানো to Los Angeles last week, I wasn’t going to take it, that’s why I never told you, but now, with everything that has gone on-I took it. I’m sorry. If I’m ever in town again, I’ll give আপনি a call. Okay. Bye.”
As she heard this message, a tear fell from her shimmering green eyes. Walking to her car, trying hard not to cry, but when she was in the safety of her car, she let out a heart-wrenching scream.
House coughed, puking up some vomit at the same time, as he fell back onto the bed, his breathing was shallow, as he looked around to see where he was.
“Thanks.” Wilson gave the young nurse the nod, and she left without a word. He then looked down at House, who was wiping the remains of his vomit from the corners of his mouth.
Wilson lifted House’s head up, checking if he had any swelling to his head from hitting the floor, but there was nothing.
“You could have died. Do আপনি have any idea how stupid it was, to take those pills?” Wilson’s voice became erratic, but he pulled himself back, and took a moment, before breathing out. “What where আপনি doing?” He sounded calmer, as he looked down at a semi-conscious House.
Getting no answer, Wilson gave-up, for now. Walking away, he decided he needed to take a break, and think about what had just happened. Leaving House alone, as he lay in pain, his life falling apart all over again.
**
Cuddy was snuggled up with Lucas on his sofa, when he phone rang. “Dr.Cuddy.” Lucas had to release his tight arm around her, as she stood up. “Okay, I’ll be right there.” Cuddy closed her phone in a hurry, as she picked up her jacket.
”Where are আপনি going?” Lucas stayed sitting as he looked on in bemusement, as Cuddy gathered her things, and put her heels on in a hurry.
“I’m needed at the hospital. I’m sorry.” Cuddy gave him a weak sympathetic smile, before স্নেহ চুম্বন him lightly on the cheek.
“Do আপনি want me to come with you?” Cuddy stopped at the door, before turning around.
“You don’t want to come with me.” Cuddy hung her hand loosely on the doorknob. Lucas looked at her in despair, before she left.
**
Wilson walked back through the double doors of the ER, and sat down পরবর্তি to an unconscious House. Sitting on the মল পরবর্তি to the hospital bed, he checked House’s vitals, before sipping the black coffee from the cheap polystyrene cup it was in.
The steady beeping of the machine began to sooth and calm down Wilson, as he sat with House, alone in the ER.
The sound of someone walking down the corridor outside made him perk up, when he turned his head to see who it was, he was surprised to find out it was Cuddy.
“What happened?” Cuddy immediately walked towards House’s chart that Wilson had written up. Checking the machine, and then feeling House’s wrist, she breathed a sigh of relief.
“He overdosed on Vicodin. I don’t know what else, the blood tests aren’t back yet.” Wilson closed his eyes, as he started to feel tired; he had already worked a full দিন shift, and needed sleep, but his commitment to House was too much of a burden to ignore.
Cuddy sighed, before reaching out her hand to his arm, “You should go, you’re back at work in a few hours, and আপনি need to sleep.” Wilson looked up at Cuddy, before nodding. Taking one last glance at House, he stood up and left.
Leaving Cuddy alone with House, who was still asleep, gave her some time alone to reflect on everything. Placing her কোট on the শীর্ষ of the bed, she pulled the মল closer, and hesitantly held House’s limp hand.
She felt her phone vibrate in her jeans pocket, she pulled it out, and saw Lucas was calling her. Knowing he would want an argument, Cuddy switched her phone off, not wanting to be involved in another confrontation over her relationship with House.
Even though they weren’t in a relationship, they had their own unique bond, one that can’t be explained দ্বারা people looking in on them from the outside.
Just as she was about to come to a decision, House woke-up, his eyelids hanging heavy over his piercing baby blue eyes. At first, he didn’t react to Cuddy’s presence, probably thinking he was still dreaming, it was only when he felt her hand on his hand, that he knew it was real.
“What the hell where আপনি playing at?” Cuddy’s look of anger, and the sense of panic in her voice made House feel ashamed, almost wishing she wasn’t here.
“Wilson’s already gave me the lecture. আপনি can leave.” House pulled himself up, looking at his হৃদয় rate, before rubbing his forehead.
“I didn’t-” Cuddy stopped, releasing her grip on his hand. Standing up she walked to the শীর্ষ of the bed, leaning on it as she tried to find the right words to say.
“I didn’t come here to give আপনি a lecture. I came, because I care, and আপনি know I care.” Cuddy’s voice was calmer, as she brushed back her hair.
“You don’t care. আপনি want to care, because আপনি think আপনি should.” House sounded almost reluctant to make such a statement, but he couldn’t help himself.
Cuddy smirked to herself, biting her lip in overwhelming anger, “I just had to lie to my boyfriend, the first real relationship I’ve had in years, to come here and see if আপনি were okay.”
House’s face sunk, another dose of embarrassment to add to the immense amount of shame he felt already.
“You’re right. I didn’t have to come here. I guess you’re not the only idiot in the room right now.” Cuddy gave him a heartbreaking look, before picking up her jacket, and leaving.
House was now left alone, as he fell back onto the bed, hitting his bad leg in anger, and then feeling thankful that he was on morphine, so he couldn’t feel the excruciating pain.
Cuddy made her way out of the empty lobby, as she stood outside in the cold, as the wind began to pick up. Reaching into her pocket for her phone, she turned it on, and saw she had a voicemail.
“Hi Lisa, it’s me. I won’t be there when আপনি get home, and আপনি probably won’t see me again. I got a job offer to সরানো to Los Angeles last week, I wasn’t going to take it, that’s why I never told you, but now, with everything that has gone on-I took it. I’m sorry. If I’m ever in town again, I’ll give আপনি a call. Okay. Bye.”
As she heard this message, a tear fell from her shimmering green eyes. Walking to her car, trying hard not to cry, but when she was in the safety of her car, she let out a heart-wrenching scream.