Who: Wilson, House, tagging Cuddy Where: Cuddy’s home What: Cuddy has gone missing and House and Wilson try to track her down. Continued from here. When: Wednesday, 10th of May. Afternoon.
Cuddy had had a bitch of a day, almost as bad as the previous day. Well, no, nothing could be that bad, but today was definitely running a close second
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The moment he heard the door open, followed by Cuddy’s voice, House felt relief flood through him. And that visibly showed when he actually saw her -- saw that Cuddy was okay. House let out a long, quiet sigh and his shoulders sagged in relief; he hadn’t realized just how worried he’d been until right at that moment. House glanced at Wilson and then looked back to Cuddy again
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"Did it ever occur to you there was a reason I didn't answer your phone calls? Or was that hint a little too subtle for you?"
Cuddy distractedly ran a hand through her hair. This sense of being overwhelmed, of having no control, had jumped up a couple of notches the minute she saw House and Wilson standing on her doorstep. She knew they cared, even if it wasn't always easy to tell in House's case, but she just couldn't deal with the intrusion. She was trying to forget everything, not relive it
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The first thing Wilson felt at seeing Cuddy was relief, followed closely by a tiny bit of hurt at her ‘greeting’ and then it was back to being worried again. Because Cuddy was there, intact, sure, but she didn’t seem okay. She seemed annoyed, exhausted, frustrated… angry
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Cuddy distractedly ran a hand through her hair. This sense of being overwhelmed, of having no control, had jumped up a couple of notches the minute she saw House and Wilson standing on her doorstep. She knew they cared, even if it wasn't always easy to tell in House's case, but she just couldn't deal with the intrusion. She was trying to forget everything, not relive it ( ... )
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