Huddy 7x12

It was winter, the 크리스마스 party was just finishing up downstairs in the lobby, but House chose to stay up in his office with Wilson. Both of them talking, and relaxing as the snow began to fall outside.

“Merry Christmas…” Wilson and House clinked their glasses of whisky together. House propped his leg up on the ottoman, before Wilson’s pager went off.

“It’s Cuddy…can I use your phone?” House watched as Wilson leapt up out of his seat, and picked up the receiver.

“What’s going on?” Wilson asked Cuddy, who was downstairs in her office. She had started having painful contractions,...

"So, what do 당신 think I should serve for 크리스마스 dinner? Turkey? Ham?" Wilson asked House as they walked through the Whole Foods.
"Why not both? The 더 많이 left overs, the 더 많이 I get to relieve 당신 of."
Wilson rolled his eyes and picked up a bag of croissants.
"Anyway, you're Jewish 당신 can't eat ham."
"I'm Jewish but not orthodox. You've seen me eat bacon."
"You're mother must be rolling over in her grave."
"My mother's not dead, House."
"It's an expression, Wilson. No one ever said it had to make sense." House replied as he placed a few cans of 크랜베리, 적갈색 sauce into the cart.
"Hey, here's a thought....

"This will definitely be a 크리스마스 Cuddy will never forget. I guess sometimes 당신 can get what 당신 really want."
"Well, for now she has what she really wants, but who knows if things will stay that way," House stated as he twirled his cane in his hand.
"House, for once just live in the present moment and accept that Cuddy may finally be the mommy she's always wanted to be. Don't jinx her."
"Wilson, I'm not jinxing anyone. It's just 더 많이 likely that things won't be happily ever after."
"You're used to unhappy endings so 당신 think that is the way of life, but 당신 fail to recognize your own hand...