House ; Stacy/Cuddy ; 15 separate prompts
Title: Start ; Please ; Sunshine ; Possibility ; Hungry ; Once More ; Cluedo ; Cold Mornings ; Memory ; Childhood Love ; Meese and Mices ; Time’s Not Right ; Prospective ; Detached ; Separate Lives
Fandom: House
Characters: Stacy/Cuddy
Prompt: 001 - Beginnings ; 003 - Ends ; 005 - Outsides ; 006- Hours ; 007 - Days ; 008 - Weeks ; 009 - Months ; 010 - Years ; 011 - Red ; 012 - Orange ; 015 - Blue ; 020 - Colourless ; 021 - Friends ; 022 - Enemies ; 023 - Lovers
Word Count: 131
Rating: PG:13
Summary: It’s the beginning of the end.
Author's Notes: I’d written a lot of these over a period of time. Finally have time to type them up and post ‘em.
‘Are you sure you want to go through with this?’ House asked. Cuddy drew in a sharp breath through her nose and nodded. Even though he had been the one to approach her, House had still been very cautious.
‘Yes. Just… jack off now.’
‘How crude.’
There was a hint of laughter in his voice as House turned away from her. Cuddy fell back into her seat, watching House head through the door.
This was just the beginning, she knew. She’d have to tell Stacy sooner or later- even that she was pregnant via artificial insemination. She could avoid telling who the father was… she could.
But if the child looked anything like House…
Cuddy swallowed thickly and turned to the file in front of her. She’d think about it later.
Word Count: 102
Rating: G
Summary: It’s not time to finish.
‘Stacy! Oh, hey, it’s Lisa. I… I’m not sure why I’m calling. But… but I know you’re angry, and I’m very… very sorry about that. Really. I know you’re probably… actually I know you’re angry.
‘I was planning on telling you earlier, but… you know how… I just got nervous, that’s all.
‘Look… when you get this, just call me. I don’t… I don’t want to lose you, Stacy. As a friend, as- as anything. House offered, and all the other donors were… unsuitable. To him. And, yeah, to me, too, I guess.
‘Just please call me back. Please… I’ll be waiting.’
Word Count: 103
Rating: G
Summary: Lazy days away.
‘This is nice,’ Stacy yawned, stretching her arms above her head. Leaning down onto the ground, a content hum coming from her, she turned to look over at Lisa. ‘This is nice, yeah?’ she repeated. Lisa looked over her shoulder.
‘Hm? Oh yeah, great.’
The sun was warm on her skin, even though the breeze was cool. Above her head, the branches on the trees shook by the wind.
‘Be nice to stay out here all day.’
Lisa reached behind them and grabbed a strawberry. Popping it in her mouth, she lay back beside Stacy, entwining their fingers.
‘Be beautiful,’ she agreed softly.
Word Count: 127
Rating: G
Summary: It’s completely impossible.
She couldn’t sleep. It was impossible… couldn’t be true.
Greg? She picked Greg?
Beside her, Mark snuffled softly in his sleep, trying to roll over. Normally, Stacy would help him. Mark always slept on his side before… before this.
But Greg?
Sighing she rolled onto her right, back to Mark. The red lights on the clock read 3:47 PM. She had to wake up soon… she’d be lucky to get two, maybe three hours sleep.
But she couldn’t get it out of her head. Her mind was still racing, remembering the conversation. Greg… she chose Greg. Why? Couldn’t she have just told her?
Sighing softly. She pulled the blankets back and padded to the door. Maybe if she read some Virginia Woolf her mind would stop spinning.
Word Count: 113
Rating: R
Summary: It all comes as a daze.
The days that followed meeting Lisa passed as a daze for Stacy. She had never been with a woman… she had never even really thought about it. Stacy had always believed she’d get married, have a few kids and that would be that. And she still believed it.
But as she lay on her bed, hand between her legs, breath hitching in her throat, she wondered just what it would be like. Lisa, above her… Stacy’s hands on that luscious, green material… be glorious, she imagined. Absolutely fantastic. And why not, Lisa was beautiful woman.
But then Stacy opens her eyes, watching Greg watch her, before he moves down and kisses her hungrily.
Word Count: 110
Rating: G
Summary: He returns to work, a shell of what he once was.
The weeks went by without hearing anything from Stacy. It was weird, Lisa thought. To have seen so much of her, to have heard and seen and been with Stacy so much and then… and then it was like she’d dropped off the face of the earth.
House seemed to take it the worst, though. When he returned to work, tired and angry and in pain, he locked himself in his office, the blinds drawn, claiming to be working on a case. Whether that was the truth, Lisa never found out because the illnesses were found out, the patients alive or otherwise. Whether House was, was a different case entirely.
Word Count: 132
Rating: PG:13
Summary: She doesn’t need a clue to know.
They were like clockwork. She could almost set her watch to them. Even as a young teen, she could feel her stomach start to clench and the gradual build up until she got out of bed, and there they were. Even when she moved onto campus as med school, the girl she roomed with couldn’t she her cycle.
She once commented to Stacy about it. They always came within a day or two of their expected time. Although Stacy hated talking about bodily functions- she’d scrunch her nose up and shake her head even at a fart joke- Lisa smiled to herself when she predicted three months in a row the exact date of her next cycle.
So when she’d five days late, she knows without a pregnancy test that she’s expecting.
Word Count: 161
Rating: G
Summary: Those were the days.
Stacy wakes up one morning to the feeling of her hips aching, her stomach churning and a stiff neck that reminds her why she sleeps with two pillows. Mark has the blankets- a sign his mobility is returning, though she continues to harbor doubts whether he’ll run the yearly school marathon again.
In her mind, she ticks off the things she needs to do. Call Karen and go over the Wesley case; go grocery shopping; ring Marilyn- haven’t spoken to her in a while; pull up those damn overgrown weeds. Oh, she’d have to change her appointment about her car service, too.
Somewhere on the list she knows she has to catch up with Lisa. She’d be giving birth soon, but she can’t bring herself to shove her between ‘groceries’ and ‘weeds’. So instead, she pulls the remaining sheets on her side back and eases out of bed, wondering where the years had gone and just why she was feeling old.
Word Count: 153
Rating: G
Summary: It’s only for memories.
There’s a large red stain on her jacket. Lisa stares at it when she gets home after a night out with Stacy. It’s not the typical lipstick-on-collar stain, but it’s there, a reminder of the night they had. It’s fairly ugly and she’s in half a mind to toss it but she hangs it up on a coat hanger anyway and keeps it in the back of her closet.
It’s not until her big, bi-annual clean-out does she come across it again. Stacy’s been and gone, and Lisa’s started IVF treatment, and she just wants some more room. But she pulls the jacket out and rubs it fondly. It was so warm… but Stacy’s hands kept touching and pulling her close, and how could she resist? So Lisa sets it aside. For memories. Only she ends up cutting it up for the shit for the stuffed bear she’s making for her growing baby.
Word Count: 154
Rating: G
Summary: Recognition.
‘Look, it’s stopped raining!’ Stacy announces one day. Lisa glances up from her page, pausing only momentarily in her writing before returning to the request form.
‘How wonderful,’ she drawls sarcastically. Stacy props her elbows up on Lisa’s desk, watching the clouds part slowly. The scratch of Lisa’s pen fills the otherwise silent room. After several moments of Stacy picking through papers and Lisa intermittently sipping her luke-warm coffee, Stacy taps the back of Lisa’s hand.
‘Look, a rainbow!’
With a slight ‘hm?’, Lisa looks over her shoulder. Letting out a soft ‘oh’, she turns back to her papers.
‘I always felt sorry for orange and green and violet. They’re always forgotten.’
‘They’re just colours, Stace,’ Lisa replies in a bored manner. Stacy hums to herself, watching the distant rainbow until the colours fade and the sky returns to the dull grey.
‘Doesn’t mean they shouldn’t be recognized,’ she finally says with a sigh.
Word Count: 153
Rating: PG
Summary: They’re not mice.
She slumped back in the over-stuffed couch of the OB/GYN waiting room. On her right say a pregnant woman- several months heavier and years younger- reading the latest People magazine. Girl couldn’t be an older than her early to mid twenties. Lots of blonde hair and big blue eyes and pale skin. Regardless of the father, the child was going to be absolutely gorgeous.
Turning back to a similar bland magazine in her hands, Lisa ran her eyes over the date. Two years old. How many years had gone past, searching for The One? The mystical One- that, if teen movies were anything to go by- everyone found their life partner by the time they were eighteen. Only Lisa had been searching for it God knows how long, and the one chance she thinks she’s found it, it’s impossibly to get. Reproduction between females had worked in mice… only people seemed completely different.
Word Count: 150
Rating: G
Summary: Just let it go a moment longer.
‘I can see right through you, sometimes,’ Stacy said over the phone one afternoon. Pausing in the midst of chopping up an orange, phone cradled between her ear and shoulder, Lisa frowned.
‘What’s that meant to mean?’ she finally asked, setting the knife down to properly hold the phone. She had asked (well, he’d offered but it sounded better in her mind to say she asked) House early that week to be her sperm donor. Did Stacy find out? She’d been so careful to keep it under wraps, to remain ever so quiet about it. Had her tone suggested something? They’d only been talking about the weather and politics. Surely Stacy didn’t know.
‘You’re worried about something,’ Stacy finally said. ‘Something’s on your mind. You always talk about bland things when you’re upset. Have you been thinking about your mum?’
Lisa let out a held breath.
‘Yeah. Yeah, that’s it.’
Word Count: 167
Rating: G
Summary: There’s a time and place for everything. Just not now.
They’d been more acquaintances than friends until Greg’s ‘issue’, as Stacy thought of it. She could never bring herself to call it anything but that. And the more she thought of it, the more Stacy wondered if she’s would have been so affected by it if she had a stronger relationship with Lisa.
Oh, sure, after meeting Lisa for the first time, Stacy had been sexually attracted to her. Who wouldn’t be, Lisa was a very attractive woman. But they never became very close until Greg had to be admitted.
It was very odd, though. That this woman Stacy rarely saw, and only thought of when she touched herself… that she would end up crying on her shoulder as Lisa stroked her back, whispering soft but almost distant words (if only from a medical practitioner’s point of view) as Stacy’s entire world fell around her…
After that, Stact saw her more of a friend. They became closer until one day… one day it all fell into place.
Word Count: 113
Rating: PG:13
Summary: Best to keep 1 and 2 away.
Stacy knew Greg and Mark didn’t like each other. She was glad they didn’t. She’d been attracted to both of them for similar reasons- both ever so slightly arrogant, stubborn, very sarcastic. And Stacy wanted it that way. She didn’t want them becoming the best of buddies. She’d never been comfortable with her lovers becoming friends.
Lisa was an exception, though.
Of course, Greg and Mark didn’t know about Lisa and the… ‘relation’ Stacy had with her. And that was just the way she wanted it, so when Mark was in a mood and Greg was being the jerk he usually was, Stacy could run to Lisa and find solace in her arms.
Word Count: 182
Rating: PG
Summary: She can’t say it. Won’t say it.
Lisa had had a handful of girlfriends. None had lasted very long. Michelle lasted the longest at an awe-astounding (for her at least) three years. Although a handful of people knew of her bisexuality, Lisa had never been very comfortable with it, or having girlfriends. It wasn’t as though her parents were very religious and would disown her, and Lisa knew of homosexual doctors, but… the title didn’t suit her.
Lisa never told her parents about her sexuality. She always hid her girlfriends, and more often that not, that was what lead to their break-ups. Her parents knew of her (very few) boyfriends, though, so it was never as though she was ever completely lying to them.
They knew Stacy, though. But Lisa only ever introduced her as a friend, which she was at the time. But sometimes, Lisa wished she could pick up the phone, and tell her father how happy Stacy made her, and the way she felt more confident in herself, and the tingles that went down her spine when she entered the room.
And that she got pregnant.
Fandom: House
Characters: Stacy/Cuddy
Prompt: 001 - Beginnings ; 003 - Ends ; 005 - Outsides ; 006- Hours ; 007 - Days ; 008 - Weeks ; 009 - Months ; 010 - Years ; 011 - Red ; 012 - Orange ; 015 - Blue ; 020 - Colourless ; 021 - Friends ; 022 - Enemies ; 023 - Lovers
Word Count: 131
Rating: PG:13
Summary: It’s the beginning of the end.
Author's Notes: I’d written a lot of these over a period of time. Finally have time to type them up and post ‘em.
‘Are you sure you want to go through with this?’ House asked. Cuddy drew in a sharp breath through her nose and nodded. Even though he had been the one to approach her, House had still been very cautious.
‘Yes. Just… jack off now.’
‘How crude.’
There was a hint of laughter in his voice as House turned away from her. Cuddy fell back into her seat, watching House head through the door.
This was just the beginning, she knew. She’d have to tell Stacy sooner or later- even that she was pregnant via artificial insemination. She could avoid telling who the father was… she could.
But if the child looked anything like House…
Cuddy swallowed thickly and turned to the file in front of her. She’d think about it later.
Word Count: 102
Rating: G
Summary: It’s not time to finish.
‘Stacy! Oh, hey, it’s Lisa. I… I’m not sure why I’m calling. But… but I know you’re angry, and I’m very… very sorry about that. Really. I know you’re probably… actually I know you’re angry.
‘I was planning on telling you earlier, but… you know how… I just got nervous, that’s all.
‘Look… when you get this, just call me. I don’t… I don’t want to lose you, Stacy. As a friend, as- as anything. House offered, and all the other donors were… unsuitable. To him. And, yeah, to me, too, I guess.
‘Just please call me back. Please… I’ll be waiting.’
Word Count: 103
Rating: G
Summary: Lazy days away.
‘This is nice,’ Stacy yawned, stretching her arms above her head. Leaning down onto the ground, a content hum coming from her, she turned to look over at Lisa. ‘This is nice, yeah?’ she repeated. Lisa looked over her shoulder.
‘Hm? Oh yeah, great.’
The sun was warm on her skin, even though the breeze was cool. Above her head, the branches on the trees shook by the wind.
‘Be nice to stay out here all day.’
Lisa reached behind them and grabbed a strawberry. Popping it in her mouth, she lay back beside Stacy, entwining their fingers.
‘Be beautiful,’ she agreed softly.
Word Count: 127
Rating: G
Summary: It’s completely impossible.
She couldn’t sleep. It was impossible… couldn’t be true.
Greg? She picked Greg?
Beside her, Mark snuffled softly in his sleep, trying to roll over. Normally, Stacy would help him. Mark always slept on his side before… before this.
But Greg?
Sighing she rolled onto her right, back to Mark. The red lights on the clock read 3:47 PM. She had to wake up soon… she’d be lucky to get two, maybe three hours sleep.
But she couldn’t get it out of her head. Her mind was still racing, remembering the conversation. Greg… she chose Greg. Why? Couldn’t she have just told her?
Sighing softly. She pulled the blankets back and padded to the door. Maybe if she read some Virginia Woolf her mind would stop spinning.
Word Count: 113
Rating: R
Summary: It all comes as a daze.
The days that followed meeting Lisa passed as a daze for Stacy. She had never been with a woman… she had never even really thought about it. Stacy had always believed she’d get married, have a few kids and that would be that. And she still believed it.
But as she lay on her bed, hand between her legs, breath hitching in her throat, she wondered just what it would be like. Lisa, above her… Stacy’s hands on that luscious, green material… be glorious, she imagined. Absolutely fantastic. And why not, Lisa was beautiful woman.
But then Stacy opens her eyes, watching Greg watch her, before he moves down and kisses her hungrily.
Word Count: 110
Rating: G
Summary: He returns to work, a shell of what he once was.
The weeks went by without hearing anything from Stacy. It was weird, Lisa thought. To have seen so much of her, to have heard and seen and been with Stacy so much and then… and then it was like she’d dropped off the face of the earth.
House seemed to take it the worst, though. When he returned to work, tired and angry and in pain, he locked himself in his office, the blinds drawn, claiming to be working on a case. Whether that was the truth, Lisa never found out because the illnesses were found out, the patients alive or otherwise. Whether House was, was a different case entirely.
Word Count: 132
Rating: PG:13
Summary: She doesn’t need a clue to know.
They were like clockwork. She could almost set her watch to them. Even as a young teen, she could feel her stomach start to clench and the gradual build up until she got out of bed, and there they were. Even when she moved onto campus as med school, the girl she roomed with couldn’t she her cycle.
She once commented to Stacy about it. They always came within a day or two of their expected time. Although Stacy hated talking about bodily functions- she’d scrunch her nose up and shake her head even at a fart joke- Lisa smiled to herself when she predicted three months in a row the exact date of her next cycle.
So when she’d five days late, she knows without a pregnancy test that she’s expecting.
Word Count: 161
Rating: G
Summary: Those were the days.
Stacy wakes up one morning to the feeling of her hips aching, her stomach churning and a stiff neck that reminds her why she sleeps with two pillows. Mark has the blankets- a sign his mobility is returning, though she continues to harbor doubts whether he’ll run the yearly school marathon again.
In her mind, she ticks off the things she needs to do. Call Karen and go over the Wesley case; go grocery shopping; ring Marilyn- haven’t spoken to her in a while; pull up those damn overgrown weeds. Oh, she’d have to change her appointment about her car service, too.
Somewhere on the list she knows she has to catch up with Lisa. She’d be giving birth soon, but she can’t bring herself to shove her between ‘groceries’ and ‘weeds’. So instead, she pulls the remaining sheets on her side back and eases out of bed, wondering where the years had gone and just why she was feeling old.
Word Count: 153
Rating: G
Summary: It’s only for memories.
There’s a large red stain on her jacket. Lisa stares at it when she gets home after a night out with Stacy. It’s not the typical lipstick-on-collar stain, but it’s there, a reminder of the night they had. It’s fairly ugly and she’s in half a mind to toss it but she hangs it up on a coat hanger anyway and keeps it in the back of her closet.
It’s not until her big, bi-annual clean-out does she come across it again. Stacy’s been and gone, and Lisa’s started IVF treatment, and she just wants some more room. But she pulls the jacket out and rubs it fondly. It was so warm… but Stacy’s hands kept touching and pulling her close, and how could she resist? So Lisa sets it aside. For memories. Only she ends up cutting it up for the shit for the stuffed bear she’s making for her growing baby.
Word Count: 154
Rating: G
Summary: Recognition.
‘Look, it’s stopped raining!’ Stacy announces one day. Lisa glances up from her page, pausing only momentarily in her writing before returning to the request form.
‘How wonderful,’ she drawls sarcastically. Stacy props her elbows up on Lisa’s desk, watching the clouds part slowly. The scratch of Lisa’s pen fills the otherwise silent room. After several moments of Stacy picking through papers and Lisa intermittently sipping her luke-warm coffee, Stacy taps the back of Lisa’s hand.
‘Look, a rainbow!’
With a slight ‘hm?’, Lisa looks over her shoulder. Letting out a soft ‘oh’, she turns back to her papers.
‘I always felt sorry for orange and green and violet. They’re always forgotten.’
‘They’re just colours, Stace,’ Lisa replies in a bored manner. Stacy hums to herself, watching the distant rainbow until the colours fade and the sky returns to the dull grey.
‘Doesn’t mean they shouldn’t be recognized,’ she finally says with a sigh.
Word Count: 153
Rating: PG
Summary: They’re not mice.
She slumped back in the over-stuffed couch of the OB/GYN waiting room. On her right say a pregnant woman- several months heavier and years younger- reading the latest People magazine. Girl couldn’t be an older than her early to mid twenties. Lots of blonde hair and big blue eyes and pale skin. Regardless of the father, the child was going to be absolutely gorgeous.
Turning back to a similar bland magazine in her hands, Lisa ran her eyes over the date. Two years old. How many years had gone past, searching for The One? The mystical One- that, if teen movies were anything to go by- everyone found their life partner by the time they were eighteen. Only Lisa had been searching for it God knows how long, and the one chance she thinks she’s found it, it’s impossibly to get. Reproduction between females had worked in mice… only people seemed completely different.
Word Count: 150
Rating: G
Summary: Just let it go a moment longer.
‘I can see right through you, sometimes,’ Stacy said over the phone one afternoon. Pausing in the midst of chopping up an orange, phone cradled between her ear and shoulder, Lisa frowned.
‘What’s that meant to mean?’ she finally asked, setting the knife down to properly hold the phone. She had asked (well, he’d offered but it sounded better in her mind to say she asked) House early that week to be her sperm donor. Did Stacy find out? She’d been so careful to keep it under wraps, to remain ever so quiet about it. Had her tone suggested something? They’d only been talking about the weather and politics. Surely Stacy didn’t know.
‘You’re worried about something,’ Stacy finally said. ‘Something’s on your mind. You always talk about bland things when you’re upset. Have you been thinking about your mum?’
Lisa let out a held breath.
‘Yeah. Yeah, that’s it.’
Word Count: 167
Rating: G
Summary: There’s a time and place for everything. Just not now.
They’d been more acquaintances than friends until Greg’s ‘issue’, as Stacy thought of it. She could never bring herself to call it anything but that. And the more she thought of it, the more Stacy wondered if she’s would have been so affected by it if she had a stronger relationship with Lisa.
Oh, sure, after meeting Lisa for the first time, Stacy had been sexually attracted to her. Who wouldn’t be, Lisa was a very attractive woman. But they never became very close until Greg had to be admitted.
It was very odd, though. That this woman Stacy rarely saw, and only thought of when she touched herself… that she would end up crying on her shoulder as Lisa stroked her back, whispering soft but almost distant words (if only from a medical practitioner’s point of view) as Stacy’s entire world fell around her…
After that, Stact saw her more of a friend. They became closer until one day… one day it all fell into place.
Word Count: 113
Rating: PG:13
Summary: Best to keep 1 and 2 away.
Stacy knew Greg and Mark didn’t like each other. She was glad they didn’t. She’d been attracted to both of them for similar reasons- both ever so slightly arrogant, stubborn, very sarcastic. And Stacy wanted it that way. She didn’t want them becoming the best of buddies. She’d never been comfortable with her lovers becoming friends.
Lisa was an exception, though.
Of course, Greg and Mark didn’t know about Lisa and the… ‘relation’ Stacy had with her. And that was just the way she wanted it, so when Mark was in a mood and Greg was being the jerk he usually was, Stacy could run to Lisa and find solace in her arms.
Word Count: 182
Rating: PG
Summary: She can’t say it. Won’t say it.
Lisa had had a handful of girlfriends. None had lasted very long. Michelle lasted the longest at an awe-astounding (for her at least) three years. Although a handful of people knew of her bisexuality, Lisa had never been very comfortable with it, or having girlfriends. It wasn’t as though her parents were very religious and would disown her, and Lisa knew of homosexual doctors, but… the title didn’t suit her.
Lisa never told her parents about her sexuality. She always hid her girlfriends, and more often that not, that was what lead to their break-ups. Her parents knew of her (very few) boyfriends, though, so it was never as though she was ever completely lying to them.
They knew Stacy, though. But Lisa only ever introduced her as a friend, which she was at the time. But sometimes, Lisa wished she could pick up the phone, and tell her father how happy Stacy made her, and the way she felt more confident in herself, and the tingles that went down her spine when she entered the room.
And that she got pregnant.