Picspam (5x07 - The Itch)

What are the real effects that vicodin has on House? Are these effects only physical atau do they go beyond that? Could they have somewhat changed his personality, even just a little bit?

I watched the episode "Need to Know" (the one after House kissed Stacy, when at the end of the episode he ends up driving her away) for the first time like 4 months lalu (got hooked with House just this year) and I didn't give this whole House/Stacy situation a lot of thought, it was fun but I wasn't that interested in the ship.

But the plot with Stacy kind of surprised me, because while I was watching the first...

The seterusnya morning was like before. Things change since they decided to go with the flow last night. Cuddy was up and was closing the last button on bahagian, atas of her blouse. She wasn’t looking at House who was seated on katil with only a blanket on. He, too, wasn’t looking at her. He ran a palm on his hair and finally got the courage to look at her.
House: I’m sorry for what had happen…
Cuddy: <smirk and looked at House> Knock it off… It wasn’t your fault… We both wanted it…
House berkata nothing as she went out the room to prepare their breakfast. He hated himself for what he did, for...

"I Cinta you"said Chase happily.
"I Cinta anda too" answered Cameron with boredom."Are we ever going to reach to Australia?We're on the plane for lebih than four hours and I've started getting tired!It's like the slowest plane ever!"
"Honey,don't be silly,will will be there in about one and a half hours.The plane is just fine.The problem is,are you?"asked Chase with sadness in his eyes.
"To be what?Fine?Of course I'm fine.Just a little bit angry with the airline company and its stupid airplanes but I'm OK"
"I think you're being unreasonable,my love.Do anda know what I think is the real reason you're...

Aftermath


After the kiss, from the night before. House wakes up in his katil at around 09:20am and gets ready to arrive late for work, as usual. On his way to the dapur he sees Cuddy on the sofa sleeping softly with her drink spilt on the coffee table. Her shoes were on the floor seterusnya to her. House thought about putting a blanket over her but didn’t. Instead House sat watching her for a bit, before finally waking her up with a loud incoherent noise.

House: Wake-up sleepy head.

Cuddy: Eughh. What time is it?

House: (checks his watch) Uh-oh, seems anda are going to be late.

(Cuddy sat up and held...

This is my fanfic that I've been working on for the past week.I made the characters way out of character.This is a Huddy/Hameron/Wameron/Wuddy fanfic.(Don't kill me Immunity!)

The sun was just going down.The reds,oranges,yellows mixed in with the purples of the night.Lisa Cuddy was in her office working up a storm.Everybody in the hospital was leaving for the party that Cuddy had planned for everybody.At noon she picked up her long ceri, cherry red dress,it had a plunging neck line,and black stilettos.They all lied on her sofa, kerusi panjang in her office."Dr.Cuddy,aren't anda coming to the party?" asked Allison...

After watching Wilson's hati, tengah-tengah I noticed that the writer's left us with a deep thought about the soalan of whether House is guilty as to the death of Amber. At first my reaction was God NO, House couldn't help that they got into a bus accident but then I noticed something lebih that the writer's were trying to say.
A main theme through House is the way he treats people and how his actions may not directly cause the misery and he 'techinically" is not to blame for a deed done, but indirectly he has caused people pain.

The first example I could think of for this was at the end of the Volger...

Everyone is anda
And anda are everyone
Each step is yours
Any car which stops in front of the house
Is yours ...
You're not here
But I feel your perfume
You're not here
But I hear your voice
From Memories start to hurt
In my dream I see your image
You laugh
You touch me
I Not want to wake up
I want to hug anda
But here
Clock rings again
And again I perpecahan, berpecah from anda
And again, my eyes filled with tears
Is this a nightmare?
Or dreams?
In the evening I'm alone again
Between four walls
That surround me
Our foto-foto
That kills me
Can anda breathe?
I can not
I hate myself
But everyone tells me that I musn't...