Cuddy sighed as she reached for another file, this one at the very back of the drawer. Naturally, these files were also in the bottom drawer of the file cabinet. She'd started out by bending over but that was hell on her back so she'd lowered herself rather gracelessly to her knees. Finally she'd given up and settled her ass on the floor, sitting crosslegged as she sorted through the files. It was a good thing she pretty much always wore pants these days because she could never have done this in a skirt
( ... )
Expecting to hear Cuddy, House frowned at the masculine voice. The immediate response he had was horror, that he'd dialled the wrong number. Then he was hit with even more horror when he realised it was Chase on the end of the line. Oh god. He opened his mouth to demand, 'What the hell are you doing there?' but quickly changed his mind and replied to cover up his discomposure, "Wow, Cuddy. Living a double life now
( ... )
"I'm fine," Cuddy said, still trying to catch her breath. She kept the receiver pressed to her ear as she tried to walk around her desk without the phone cord pulling everything to the floor. She finally reached her chair and plopped down and took a deep breath.
"I was on the floor going through some files and I couldn't get to the phone. And Dr. Chase is here because...I don't know. I guess he thought I'd collapsed." She glanced up and saw Chase still standing there, a curious look on his face. She gave him a little wave that was an unmistakeable dismissal. He got a look of sly amusement on his face but he shrugged and headed toward the door.
"So...," she continued once Chase was gone. She leaned forward and grabbed up a folder from the corner of her desk. She used it to fan her face, feeling hot and sweaty after her struggle to reach the phone. "Are you all settled back in at home?"
House was so caught up in mind-numbing terror that he didn't register Cuddy's answer at first. Everything was racing through his brain at once - he needed to get to the hospital and fast, what was he going to need to take, was he going to have to stop by Cuddy's place to grab stuff for her, what the hell was he going to see when he got to the hospital, why couldn't the kid stay incubated in Cuddy's womb for another nine months because this was too soon, much too soon, oh fuck. Fear and anxiety was crawling all over in his skin in the form of a hot flush while his extremities began tingling from his rapid heart rate flooding his veins with adrenalin
( ... )
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"I was on the floor going through some files and I couldn't get to the phone. And Dr. Chase is here because...I don't know. I guess he thought I'd collapsed." She glanced up and saw Chase still standing there, a curious look on his face. She gave him a little wave that was an unmistakeable dismissal. He got a look of sly amusement on his face but he shrugged and headed toward the door.
"So...," she continued once Chase was gone. She leaned forward and grabbed up a folder from the corner of her desk. She used it to fan her face, feeling hot and sweaty after her struggle to reach the phone. "Are you all settled back in at home?"
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