Lead You Into The Night (House/Cuddy, House/Wilson friendship; PG-13)

[ticcyyy]

Title: Lead You Into The Night
Pairing: House/Cuddy, House/Wilson friendship
Rating: PG-13
Words: 35,000
Author's Notes & Credits: A big, HUGE thank you to my wonderful betas, ducks_in_a_row and topaz_eyes! Without the both of you, this story would not have come together anywhere near as smoothly as it has. The title of the fic is derived from the song Lead Me Into The Night by The Cardigans. It was a song I listened to a lot while hammering this story out; it, in some ways, set the tone of the story. The chapter titles are also derived from the song's lyrics. The banner was made by me.

Summary: What's the differential for a woman who says she hates her baby?

Excerpt:

Cuddy shrugged. "I'm doing okay."

"Just 'okay'?"

She faced the crib, where the baby was wrapped up tight in a blanket and fast asleep. Maybe she was just fatigued, but she didn't seem herself. He frowned.

"Can't believe I'm heading home tomorrow," she finally said. "It's going to be weird having a baby in the house."

"You've had plenty of time to get used to the idea."

"Preparing for a baby, House, and having one..."

"Thought you'd be jumping for joy."

"I thought so, too."

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Comments

[wihluta.livejournal.com]

I'm too tired to say much, but I wanted to let you know that I liked reading this story very much. It felt very real and I loved how House couldn't stop himself from loving the kid, while Cuddy struggled with it. In my world they're gonna pull through. Not in a fulffy-bunny way, but I think between them, they'll raise a crackin' cool kid. :-)

[ticcyyy.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much for reading! I hope to write a sequel, and probably a prequel. So, maybe I'll get to explore exactly what kind of kid they end up raising.

But yeah. Melancholy with hope is the angle I was going for with this fic, as well as parallels between struggling to resist emotion and struggling to feel it. It was definitely a journey and a half writing this story.

Thanks again for reading and taking the time to comment! ♥

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