Cuddy was puttering around her room, trying to decide if going for a swim would help her sleep. She was tired but not sleepy and a swim might not only burn off some restless energy, but relax her
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"One minute past," he replied in greeting, pointing to his watch. "Time was getting on; I was wondering where you'd got to."
He hesitated at the door, watching Cuddy venture back into the room and then stepped inside. He quietly closed the door behind him and faced back to Cuddy, resting both hands on the handle of his cane while she fetched his pill. Couldn't she move any faster than that? He wanted the damn pill now. House gave a quiet, agitated sigh and glanced around her room as he drummed his fingers on his cane
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"Yeah, yeah," Cuddy muttered under her breath when House complained that she was late. Honestly, she was surprised he'd held out this long. She'd expected him to be at her door much earlier, trying to manipulate her into giving him his pill ahead of schedule. Well, maybe the seriousness of his situation had finally sunk in and he was trying to be responsible about his actions for once. She could hope anyway.
"Sleep? No, not yet. I've been trying to keep busy," she said as she dropped the pill into his hand. Her expression soured as House's presence reminded her of what he thought of her usefulness. She added, her tone a little sharp, "I'm sure I wasn't doing anything significant, but that's nothing new, right
( ... )
The moment the pill was dropped into his hand, House threw his head back and tossed the pill into his mouth, and swallowed it like he was man dying of thirst and getting his first drop of water in days. He closed his eyes as he felt the pill going down his throat and exhaled sharply, as though the pill was some kind of instant relief. He even welcomed the bitter powdery taste it left on his tongue
( ... )
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He hesitated at the door, watching Cuddy venture back into the room and then stepped inside. He quietly closed the door behind him and faced back to Cuddy, resting both hands on the handle of his cane while she fetched his pill. Couldn't she move any faster than that? He wanted the damn pill now. House gave a quiet, agitated sigh and glanced around her room as he drummed his fingers on his cane ( ... )
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"Sleep? No, not yet. I've been trying to keep busy," she said as she dropped the pill into his hand. Her expression soured as House's presence reminded her of what he thought of her usefulness. She added, her tone a little sharp, "I'm sure I wasn't doing anything significant, but that's nothing new, right ( ... )
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