This is my first fanfiction that I have published. Please tell me what আপনি think! And, don't care if those sentences aren't all right, I'm Finnish so... Thanks for reading!:)
Lisa Cuddy was sitting in her office alone. Nobody had interrupted her once after House left to Mayfield. Nobody was there questioning her wardrobe, joking about her cleavage অথবা suggesting any crazy treatments. She should be happy, but she wasn't. It really was harder to work without anybody - especially him - interrupting her. She enjoyed it. She loved being around him. She shouldn't. She should প্রণয় being far away from him. But she felt empty. She felt like anybody didn't care about her. She shouldn't feel that way. All this because of House and his stupid Vicodin pills. He had been popping them like candy, which finally led him to rehab for three months. She sighed. "Three freakin' long months." The first মাস had been already hard enough for her. She couldn't go to Mayfield and see him - no way. Even if she wanted. Always when Wilson told her how much House missed her, her হৃদয় stopped. But what if Wilson was screwing around, just saying those thingHe had lectured thousand times how she and House would be a perfect match and their relationship would be amazing. She couldn't deny that, their relationship would be full of passion, প্রণয় and everything she could ever dream of. She had been dreaming about HIM for almost twenty years and she still hasn't told him how she feels for him. But she guessed that he already knew. But just maybe, so she decided to tell him now, it would be a perfect time. She just couldn't deny it anymore. Him being away, was difficult for her. She missed him so badly.She missed his deep blue eyes and every single detail in him. She searched for some paper to write him a letter and let her emotions flow out.
"House,
Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital
I had to write. I just couldn't stand this anymore. I'm so concerned about you! Too concerned. I can't sleep, focus, work অথবা anything. I just can't think anything rationally. All I do is wait. I've been waiting for a letter অথবা a call from you. Nothing. I've been waiting for the whole month, concerned like hell. I know, I should come there to see you. But I can't. I can't see you. That would make me miss আপনি even more. Even a look in your eyes would make me want to কাঁকড়া আপনি out there with me. But I couldn't do that. And that would hurt even more. I need to know what did আপনি see. I mean your hallucination. What did make আপনি so upset? And no, Wilson hasn't told me anything. He doesn't even talk much to me. He says something when we meet in the hallway, but it's just something like this "You should go and visit House. He needs you." and walks away. It has been so weird in here. আপনি can't even imagine. Even I, I miss your crazy suggestions, jokes and everything. Those always made my দিন a bit nicer. Now it's so dead in here, everybody does what I tell them, but that's the point. It seems like I'm never gonna be satisfied on my job. I miss you. I miss your eyes. Everything on you. It's not easy to tell আপনি this, but I can't keep this inside of me any longer. I want আপনি back in here. I want to see আপনি coming late to work, I want to see your eyes, I want to see in your offise doing the differential. And most of all, I want to see আপনি in MY office. Anywhere. Please write back and tell me how are doing.
Missing you,
Lisa Cuddy
tbc?
Lisa Cuddy was sitting in her office alone. Nobody had interrupted her once after House left to Mayfield. Nobody was there questioning her wardrobe, joking about her cleavage অথবা suggesting any crazy treatments. She should be happy, but she wasn't. It really was harder to work without anybody - especially him - interrupting her. She enjoyed it. She loved being around him. She shouldn't. She should প্রণয় being far away from him. But she felt empty. She felt like anybody didn't care about her. She shouldn't feel that way. All this because of House and his stupid Vicodin pills. He had been popping them like candy, which finally led him to rehab for three months. She sighed. "Three freakin' long months." The first মাস had been already hard enough for her. She couldn't go to Mayfield and see him - no way. Even if she wanted. Always when Wilson told her how much House missed her, her হৃদয় stopped. But what if Wilson was screwing around, just saying those thingHe had lectured thousand times how she and House would be a perfect match and their relationship would be amazing. She couldn't deny that, their relationship would be full of passion, প্রণয় and everything she could ever dream of. She had been dreaming about HIM for almost twenty years and she still hasn't told him how she feels for him. But she guessed that he already knew. But just maybe, so she decided to tell him now, it would be a perfect time. She just couldn't deny it anymore. Him being away, was difficult for her. She missed him so badly.She missed his deep blue eyes and every single detail in him. She searched for some paper to write him a letter and let her emotions flow out.
"House,
Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital
I had to write. I just couldn't stand this anymore. I'm so concerned about you! Too concerned. I can't sleep, focus, work অথবা anything. I just can't think anything rationally. All I do is wait. I've been waiting for a letter অথবা a call from you. Nothing. I've been waiting for the whole month, concerned like hell. I know, I should come there to see you. But I can't. I can't see you. That would make me miss আপনি even more. Even a look in your eyes would make me want to কাঁকড়া আপনি out there with me. But I couldn't do that. And that would hurt even more. I need to know what did আপনি see. I mean your hallucination. What did make আপনি so upset? And no, Wilson hasn't told me anything. He doesn't even talk much to me. He says something when we meet in the hallway, but it's just something like this "You should go and visit House. He needs you." and walks away. It has been so weird in here. আপনি can't even imagine. Even I, I miss your crazy suggestions, jokes and everything. Those always made my দিন a bit nicer. Now it's so dead in here, everybody does what I tell them, but that's the point. It seems like I'm never gonna be satisfied on my job. I miss you. I miss your eyes. Everything on you. It's not easy to tell আপনি this, but I can't keep this inside of me any longer. I want আপনি back in here. I want to see আপনি coming late to work, I want to see your eyes, I want to see in your offise doing the differential. And most of all, I want to see আপনি in MY office. Anywhere. Please write back and tell me how are doing.
Missing you,
Lisa Cuddy
tbc?