Fic: She Walks Away (House/Cuddy)
Jan. 4th, 2015 06:46 amTitle: She Walks Away
Fandom: House MD
Characters: House/Cuddy
Prompt: #007 Ghost
Word Count: 227
Rating: G
Summary: Tag to “Known Unknowns”.
Notes: Written for
20_fics. 11/11/09.
If you fall I will catch you
I’ll be waiting
Time after time
“Time After Time” (John Barrowman cover)
The atmosphere is contagious. Eighties music and a roomful of doctors attired in clothing for the period circulate the room and sway or bop along to the music. The lights are dimmed and the air is crisp, if a little stale with all the people around. More importantly, he is there.
That should not be the highlight of the night for her but she can’t help the feeling that’s rising in her chest. The music twists through her and she can feel it vibrate through him as well via their touch. It is electric and alive. It makes her want to forget her responsibilities if only for a night and to let go and relax. She wants to have fun with him and spend time with him like they did so many years ago.
But, no. She can’t.
He speaks to her of memories they share and moments they had. Had. They no longer have that. They can’t.
There is someone else.
Regret gnaws away at her and she tries to act nonchalant and happy as he expresses his interest in her. (Has he really been into her for that long, she wonders.) But then it gets to be too much. She can’t hear any more of this knowing what she does. And so she does the only thing she can think of doing.
She walks away.
fin.
Fandom: House MD
Characters: House/Cuddy
Prompt: #007 Ghost
Word Count: 227
Rating: G
Summary: Tag to “Known Unknowns”.
Notes: Written for
If you fall I will catch you
I’ll be waiting
Time after time
“Time After Time” (John Barrowman cover)
The atmosphere is contagious. Eighties music and a roomful of doctors attired in clothing for the period circulate the room and sway or bop along to the music. The lights are dimmed and the air is crisp, if a little stale with all the people around. More importantly, he is there.
That should not be the highlight of the night for her but she can’t help the feeling that’s rising in her chest. The music twists through her and she can feel it vibrate through him as well via their touch. It is electric and alive. It makes her want to forget her responsibilities if only for a night and to let go and relax. She wants to have fun with him and spend time with him like they did so many years ago.
But, no. She can’t.
He speaks to her of memories they share and moments they had. Had. They no longer have that. They can’t.
There is someone else.
Regret gnaws away at her and she tries to act nonchalant and happy as he expresses his interest in her. (Has he really been into her for that long, she wonders.) But then it gets to be too much. She can’t hear any more of this knowing what she does. And so she does the only thing she can think of doing.
She walks away.
fin.
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