House ; Stacy/Cuddy ; #61, 64, 79, 80, 84
Title: White Horses ; Ciao ; Damage ; Derek and/or Reginald ; Photograph
Fandom: House
Characters: Stacy/Cuddy
Prompt: 061 - Winter ; 064 - Fall ; 079 - When? ; 080 - Why? ; 084 - He
Word Count: 157
Rating: G
Summary: A moment in time.
Author's Notes: More study procrastination.
Tori Amos was playing in the background as Lisa cradled Charmaine close to her. Stacy had given Lisa the CD a year ago for her birthday, and she still played it. The two-month-old child, still so amazingly small, slept soundly in her arms. For the most part, she was a good baby. Even though there were times (a lot of times) when Lisa wished she didn’t cry at night, she wouldn’t give it up for anything.
‘All the white horses are still in bed,’ she sang softly along to the song, Winter, playing in the background. Charmaine balled her tiny fist around Lisa’s shirt, sighing softly in her sleep.
Easing Charmaine into the cot, pulling the soft blanket up to her chest, Lisa bent down and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. Pulling away as the song came to a finish, she watched Charmaine a moment longer before heading to the kitchen to make dinner.
Word Count: 157
Rating: G
Summary: Italian shoes aren’t always the best.
Her legs fell out from underneath, the manila folders in her arms scattering everywhere. Cursing loudly, Stacy sat up, pulling her shoe off her foot. Staring at the broken heel, she sighed and hunched over, gathering her work documents. She had gathered the last one when there was a hand on her shoulder. Glancing over, Stacy gave a pathetic smile at Lisa’s concerned face.
‘Are you okay?’ she asked, holding out her hand. Stacy took it graciously and stood, wobbling on her one heel.
‘I’ll be fine. I just won’t leave my desk today until I finish.’
Lisa laughed and took Stacy’s shoe. ‘I know a man who can fix this in half an hour. You can hold out for that long, right?’
Stacy, letting out a soft ‘oh!’ nodded, still juggling her documents. ‘Thanks… that’ll be… wonderful.’
Lisa patted Stacy on the shoulder before turning to the elevators, leaving Stacy to hobble back to her office.
Word Count: 121
Rating: PG
Summary: Time doesn’t fix all wounds.
‘When are you due?’ House asked. Lisa’s stomach was large beneath her hand as she stood over her desk, picking up various legal documents.
‘Two weeks,’ she sighed with a sigh, though a smile was on her face. A low whistle came from House. Looking up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she arched an eyebrow. ‘I don’t need any help with it. Everything’s ready for the baby to come along. You’ve done your bit.’
‘I know.’
There was silence, until House started slowly, ‘Stacy said…’
‘She says a lot of things,’ Lisa interrupted as she picked her bag up and started by House. She didn’t want to hear what she had said- the damage had already been done.
Word Count: 176
Rating: G
Summary: Wolfgang is worse than both of them.
House stared at the soft cream room, the lacy curtains, the large stuffed bear in the corner.
‘It’s very… plain,’ he finally announced. Lisa arched a brow, setting Charmaine down in the cot.
‘I didn’t want to know what gender she was until she was in my arms.’
‘Yeah, but you could have picked something… more… bright.’
‘And what, a blinding orange a fuchsia would have appealed to you more?’
‘Better than cream.’
Shaking her head, Lisa handed Charmaine the soft plush toy frog House had brought over. Charmaine promptly started to suck on it.
‘She has good taste,’ House drawled. There was a pause, both of them watching the wide-eyed baby suck on the toy, when he finally asked, ‘why Charmaine?’
‘I like the name.’
‘What would you have named it if she was a boy?’
‘Derek.’
House gawked at her. ‘Derek? That’s an awful name.’
‘Oh, and you have a better name?’
He nodded. ‘Reginald.’
Lisa laughed loudly, swatting him with the back of her hand, all thoughts of Stacy slipping from her mind.
Word Count: 177
Rating: G
Summary: Curiosity.
He wasn’t acting like she expected to him. Stacy had told Lisa that she once brought up the idea of children, and House had acted very closed about it.
‘I think he thinks he’ll be like his father,’ she offered as an explanation. Lisa had nodded and continued what she had been doing.
Although he wasn’t taking little Charmaine out for walks in the park or buying her ice cream (not that Charmaine would know what to do with it) or coming around to see her, he was acting more interested that Lisa had expected. He asked about her once a week, gave small presents- some that Lisa gave to Charmaine, some that clearly stated ‘Not for children ages 3 and under’ and stayed in a cupboard for later play.
When Lisa placed a photo of Charmaine on her desk, she often caught House staring at it when she entered her office, ready for another exasperating argument with him.
When she delivered a copy of the photograph to his office, she found his visits to her lessened.
Fandom: House
Characters: Stacy/Cuddy
Prompt: 061 - Winter ; 064 - Fall ; 079 - When? ; 080 - Why? ; 084 - He
Word Count: 157
Rating: G
Summary: A moment in time.
Author's Notes: More study procrastination.
Tori Amos was playing in the background as Lisa cradled Charmaine close to her. Stacy had given Lisa the CD a year ago for her birthday, and she still played it. The two-month-old child, still so amazingly small, slept soundly in her arms. For the most part, she was a good baby. Even though there were times (a lot of times) when Lisa wished she didn’t cry at night, she wouldn’t give it up for anything.
‘All the white horses are still in bed,’ she sang softly along to the song, Winter, playing in the background. Charmaine balled her tiny fist around Lisa’s shirt, sighing softly in her sleep.
Easing Charmaine into the cot, pulling the soft blanket up to her chest, Lisa bent down and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. Pulling away as the song came to a finish, she watched Charmaine a moment longer before heading to the kitchen to make dinner.
Word Count: 157
Rating: G
Summary: Italian shoes aren’t always the best.
Her legs fell out from underneath, the manila folders in her arms scattering everywhere. Cursing loudly, Stacy sat up, pulling her shoe off her foot. Staring at the broken heel, she sighed and hunched over, gathering her work documents. She had gathered the last one when there was a hand on her shoulder. Glancing over, Stacy gave a pathetic smile at Lisa’s concerned face.
‘Are you okay?’ she asked, holding out her hand. Stacy took it graciously and stood, wobbling on her one heel.
‘I’ll be fine. I just won’t leave my desk today until I finish.’
Lisa laughed and took Stacy’s shoe. ‘I know a man who can fix this in half an hour. You can hold out for that long, right?’
Stacy, letting out a soft ‘oh!’ nodded, still juggling her documents. ‘Thanks… that’ll be… wonderful.’
Lisa patted Stacy on the shoulder before turning to the elevators, leaving Stacy to hobble back to her office.
Word Count: 121
Rating: PG
Summary: Time doesn’t fix all wounds.
‘When are you due?’ House asked. Lisa’s stomach was large beneath her hand as she stood over her desk, picking up various legal documents.
‘Two weeks,’ she sighed with a sigh, though a smile was on her face. A low whistle came from House. Looking up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she arched an eyebrow. ‘I don’t need any help with it. Everything’s ready for the baby to come along. You’ve done your bit.’
‘I know.’
There was silence, until House started slowly, ‘Stacy said…’
‘She says a lot of things,’ Lisa interrupted as she picked her bag up and started by House. She didn’t want to hear what she had said- the damage had already been done.
Word Count: 176
Rating: G
Summary: Wolfgang is worse than both of them.
House stared at the soft cream room, the lacy curtains, the large stuffed bear in the corner.
‘It’s very… plain,’ he finally announced. Lisa arched a brow, setting Charmaine down in the cot.
‘I didn’t want to know what gender she was until she was in my arms.’
‘Yeah, but you could have picked something… more… bright.’
‘And what, a blinding orange a fuchsia would have appealed to you more?’
‘Better than cream.’
Shaking her head, Lisa handed Charmaine the soft plush toy frog House had brought over. Charmaine promptly started to suck on it.
‘She has good taste,’ House drawled. There was a pause, both of them watching the wide-eyed baby suck on the toy, when he finally asked, ‘why Charmaine?’
‘I like the name.’
‘What would you have named it if she was a boy?’
‘Derek.’
House gawked at her. ‘Derek? That’s an awful name.’
‘Oh, and you have a better name?’
He nodded. ‘Reginald.’
Lisa laughed loudly, swatting him with the back of her hand, all thoughts of Stacy slipping from her mind.
Word Count: 177
Rating: G
Summary: Curiosity.
He wasn’t acting like she expected to him. Stacy had told Lisa that she once brought up the idea of children, and House had acted very closed about it.
‘I think he thinks he’ll be like his father,’ she offered as an explanation. Lisa had nodded and continued what she had been doing.
Although he wasn’t taking little Charmaine out for walks in the park or buying her ice cream (not that Charmaine would know what to do with it) or coming around to see her, he was acting more interested that Lisa had expected. He asked about her once a week, gave small presents- some that Lisa gave to Charmaine, some that clearly stated ‘Not for children ages 3 and under’ and stayed in a cupboard for later play.
When Lisa placed a photo of Charmaine on her desk, she often caught House staring at it when she entered her office, ready for another exasperating argument with him.
When she delivered a copy of the photograph to his office, she found his visits to her lessened.