THE REASON I'M WRITING ANOTHER STORY WHEN I HAVE OTHERS TO FINISH? WELL, I JUST FEEL LIKE IT. THIS IS MY FIRST TIME DOING THUTNER, SO I'M TRYING. ADVICE IS ALWAYS APPRECIATED! PLEASE REVIEW.

DON'T OWN HOUSE OR THE CHARACTERS.

It was weird the way it seemed so right. They both knew it was wrong; they were colleagues. In both their opinions, if you worked together, you didn't sleep together. Except for that opinion, they were polar opposites. But for some reason, it just made sense.

Kutner wasn't going to die, but he wanted to die. Thirteen was going to die, but she wanted to live. Kutner was goofy, Thirteen was professional. Kutner was straight, Thirteen was bi. When something bothered Kutner, he let people know. When something bothered Thirteen, she made it a point not to let it show. In every aspect of their lives, they were different.

And maybe that's why they go so well together. They didn't get each other at all. Kutner couldn't figure out how Thirteen was so unemotional. Thirteen couldn't figure out how Kutner could so easily let House get the satisfaction of knowing he had succeeded in hurting him. Kutner didn't know how Thirteen could let her opinions be so known, could yell and scream at House when she knew she was right. For the life of her (and she'd really try), Thirteen just couldn't understand how Kutner could stand by and let himself get walked all over. That's why it worked, though.

During a stressful day, Kutner would say how he felt at work. That was just how he worked. At the end of a stressful day, in the privacy of their apartment, Thirteen could talk, could let go. She didn't have to pretend that she was perfectly fine.

The reason they could do that was all thanks to one night.

IS IT OK? I TRIED TO GET THEM AS IN CHARACTER AS POSSIBLE, BUT LIKE I SAID, THIS IS MY FIRST THUTNER, AND THIRD HOUSE. PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! J