One Night...
"I'm so tired of all the pain." He detto as he laid his head against the divano cushion and closed his eyes. Cuddy grasped his hand with hers.
"The medicine Wilson gave te can cause intense migraines and nausea, but it will help with the hallucinations. We just need to get over the first hump and..."
House suddenly bent inoltrare, avanti and vomited into the bucket near his feet. Cuddy rubbed his back gently. She pulled a tissue from her pocket and wiped his mouth.
"I haven't slept in days. When is this medicine gonna turn on the snooze?"
Cuddy put a hand to his forehead checking his temperature.
"Let me make te some la minestra, zuppa to settle your stomach. I'm sure all the vicodin and anxiety medication swimming around an empty stomach isn't helping with the nausea." She detto as she helped him lay on the sofa and threw a blanket over him.
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"You slept." She detto as she held a glass of water out to him.
House sat up and rubbed his weary eyes.
"An ora at most." He replied before swallowing the liquid.
"An ora più than before."
"My leg needs my bed." He detto as he reached for his cane.
Cuddy helped him off the divano and led him toward his room.
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"Don't te get tired of this?" He asked with eyes closed as Cuddy gently stroked his hair.
"Tired of what?"
"Having to nurse me at my bedside. We've been here too many times."
"I don't mind." She detto as she picked up a cool cloth from the basin and placed it on his forehead. He sighed in relief.
"I mind, Lisa." He detto as he opened his eyes and turned to look at her. Cuddy smiled warmly at the usage of her first name.
"You haven't called me that in years."
"I know."
Cuddy pulled the cloth from his face and gently leaned over to baciare his head.
"I'm always here for you, Greg. It's not always easy o even very pretty but it's where I want to be."
She ran a hand through his hair once more.
"Lay with me for a while." He asked in a quiet whisper. Cuddy was taken aback da the offer but soon joined him under the navy blue sheets.
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"I wanted to be at the baby naming thing." He detto as he turned on his side to look at her.
Cuddy inched closer to him.
"I wanted te there." She detto with a sorrowful tone.
House reached his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him until their noses were close enough to touch.
"I'm glad you're here." He detto with a lazy grin.
Cuddy pushed her nose against his in a strange kind of eskimo kiss.
"Me too..." She detto before finally putting her lips against his softly. His hand skimmed up the back of her camicia as he pulled her on superiore, in alto of him.
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Two Days Later...
"I had to commit him, Lisa." Wilson stated through tear-filled eyes.
Cuddy walked up to him and pulled him into a hug.
"I know...you did the right thing. We can't help him this time.
Wilson pulled from the hug to look at her face. He could see the fresh tears in her eyes too.
"My brother and my best friend are both losing it. What if they can't bring House back? What if this is it?"
Cuddy shook her head.
"No. He'll come out of this. He's the strongest person I know. He'll find a way back to us."
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A mese Goes By...
"Oh, God." Cuddy detto as she held up the pregnancy test.
She sat down on the toilet sede, sedile and stared at the small plus sign in disbelief.
"I can't be. I can't be..." She detto as she rubbed her temples in fear.
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"Does it say what I think it says?" She asked Wilson as he looked over the blood test results.
He looked up with a weary expression.
"You're pregnant."
"I'm pregnant." She stated with a huge sigh. Cuddy leaned against the nearest bacheca for support. Wilson immediately went to stand da her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Is it his?" He asked softly.
Cuddy just looked at him with watery eyes. Wilson pulled her in a hug.
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He's Back and...
"It's nice to have fatty greasy cuisine again." House detto as he nibbled on the cipolla rings Wilson just bought. Wilson chuckled at his friend's eagerness for giunca, spazzatura food.
"So, they gave granola and figs in the asylum?"
"More like oatmeal and pane that tasted like sawdust. They think that because you're a nut te don't care how Cibo tastes."
"Well, you're back to all the unhealthy choices te love."
"The American dream realized...Give me the scoop. How have the three morons handled the cases since I've been gone?"
"They did great. Sometimes Chase and Cameron helped them out."
"That's good..." He detto in a faraway tone.
"It was harder without your inventive ideas and sudden epiphanies though."
House looked up at his best friend and grinned.
"So, what's new around here? I know te Wilson you've got some scoop. I've been gone for two months I need some gossip."
Wilson smiled nervously and his gaze went back down to his plate.
"...Nothing really. You've been the biggest gossip as of late. Everyone has an opinion on crazy Dr. House."
House studied Wilson for a moment and then went back to eating his cipolla rings.
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A week gone by...
"Want to finish this bourbon with me?" House asked Cuddy as she was about to leave his office. She turned around and looked at him.
"I thought te used it all in your little 'diagnostic test' with your patient?" She asked with her hands on her hips.
"There is about a third left in the bottle. I'm sure te could use a drink after today's events." He detto as he began filling two shot glasses. Cuddy dropped her hands from her hips and began fiddling with her bracelet.
"I better not...I have alot of work to still do."
"One shot isn't gonna derail you. We both know it takes at least four più to get your bra off."
Cuddy rolled her eyes.
"Maybe some other time." She detto as she walked out of the room.
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"Coffee?" House asked Cuddy as he waved the cup under her nose. She suddenly felt sick from the smell and waved him away.
"No coffee? Ya'know te usually have a cup around this time. The last few days I've noticed you've been sans coffee." He detto as he took a sede, sedile on her office sofa.
Cuddy went to sit successivo to him.
"I'm trying to cut down on caffiene." She detto as she tried not to breath in the smell of the drink.
"But you're still drinking black tea. You're actually only drinking black tè right now."
Cuddy rolled her eyes and stood up.
"Your point?"
"Just an observation." He detto with a wolfish grin before limping out of the room.
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"Did te tell him?" She asked Wilson as she stared out his office window.
The oncologist walked over to her and placed a hand on her back. Cuddy turned to look at him.
"I told te I wouldn't. I know I've betrayed your trust a few times but this time I swear I won't tell him."
"Thank you." She detto with a smile as she stood to leave.
"But te should tell him." He detto before she could escape.
"I know."
"You're not mostrare enough to be noticeable, but I'm sure he's noticed."
Suddenly Cuddy's eyes went wide and she quickly ran out of the office.
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Another apartment scene...
"You know." Cuddy detto as she stalked into his apartment.
"That te have huge funbags great for motor boating well I discovered that years ago."
Cuddy let out a frustrated grunt and threw her cappotto at him to take.
"You know that I'm..."
House put the cappotto on his sofa and moved to stand in front of her.
"I know?"
She turned her gazed to the door trying to avoid his stare.
"Cuddy?"
She looked up at his eyes and knew it was time.
"I'm pregnant."
House let out a breath.
"Why didn't te tell..."
"Don't...you know why. You've been through alot and I wanted to make sure you..."
"That I wasn't a basket case anymore."
Cuddy furrowed her brows at him.
"You were scary. te were seeing things and nearly Lost your life again...I took advantage of te that night." She detto as she moved to sit down on the sofa.
House sat down beside her.
"I may not have been completely stable but believe me, I wanted it." He detto with a grin.
Cuddy looked up at him with a serious expression.
"Do te want this?" She detto as she pointed to her slightly protruding stomach.
House looked away and remained quiet.
Cuddy shook her head and stood up.
"Don't worry about it. I know it's the last thing te want. te don't have to do anything." She detto as she took her cappotto and walked out of the apartment.
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Five Months Along...
"I thought te could use this." Wilson detto as he handed Cuddy the small tub of caramella fondente, fudge icecream.
Cuddy smiled brightly and gestured for him to come into her home.
"Hi, Rachel." Wilson detto to the crawling
ten-month old in her play pen.
"Is her cold gone?" He asked as he sat on the recliner.
"Yes. The humidifier worked wonders." Cuddy detto as she came out of the cucina with two spoons and the icecream tub.
"None for me, thanks." He said.
Cuddy dug into the sweet snack happily. She rested the tub on superiore, in alto of her very pronounced belly.
"This is just what I needed after that disasterous budget meeting and two lawsuits." She detto as she licked the Cioccolato from her spoon.
"You look exhausted. Maybe te should delegate più of your responsibilities at the hospital until the baby comes."
"That's a good idea. Maybe Cameron can take over some of my donor meetings."
"Have te talked to House lately?" Wilson suddenly blurted out.
Cuddy put her icecream down.
"Why? What did he do now?"
"Nothing. I mean he just seems very preoccupied lately. He's always Scrivere musical compositions when he's not at the hospital. We rarely go out bowling anymore."
"Well, that's più constructive then him getting wasted every night o hiring a whore."
"There is quite a bite to your tone."
"He is just so closed off...I told him the sex of the baby yesterday."
"What is it?!" Wilson asked energetically.
"A boy." She detto with a proud smile.
"That's wonderful...Wait what did he say?"
"He didn't say anything." She detto with a forlorn look.
"He just shook his head and detto 'Good for you,' and limped away."
Wilson threw an arm around her and stroked her shoulder.
"It's alot for him but I know it means alot to him too." Wilson said.
"I hope so."
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After 36 hours of labor...
"Knock. Knock." House announced as he entered the small hospital room.
Cuddy lay in the letto drenched in sweat. Her hair was mussed and her eyes were beyond tired.
"Did te see him?" She asked.
House limped over to her bedside and sat down.
"He's got your lips." He detto with a slight smile.
"And your eyes." She detto softly.
House swallowed and placed his shaking hand over hers. Cuddy grasped his hand in response.
"I haven't been dealing." He stated più to himself than to her.
"It's okay. I haven't exactly been the picture of perfection these last few months."
House stroked his thumb over her palm.
"I'll be there...for him if te want me there." He detto in a whisper.
Cuddy couldn't help but to shed a tear at his sudden offer.
"I want te there."
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Three Months Old...
"Davy, my little Davy. Time for sleepy. My little boy," Cuddy sang to her newborn as she rocked him in her arms. The baby fussed and refused to stay silent.
"Let me try." House detto as he walked into the nursery.
"Alright." She detto as she handed him baby David.
House sat down in the rocking chair and held his son against his chest.
"I was dreaming of the past. And my cuore was beating fast. I began to lose control. I began to lose control. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't mean to make te cry. I didn't want to hurt you. I'm just a jealous guy..." House sang as Cuddy watched on.
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"You always sing him John Lennon songs." She detto as she poured him some juice.
"He likes John the best. I tried some Ted Nugent but it didn't pan out so well." He detto deadpanned.
Cuddy chuckled.
"Thanks for putting him to bed."
House nodded in response and drank some of his juice.
"I should be heading home." He detto finally.
"Yeah...Well, I'll see te at work tomorrow."
"See ya."
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"You spend a lot of time with her."
"We work together. Duh. Oh, and she is the mother of my child." House detto as he read his National Enquirer.
"Yes, she is." Wilson detto with a smirk.
"What?"
"Out of all the people that te could have impregnated te pick Cuddy. This is the woman te say is just a friend, boss, o hot one night stand, which doesn't apply anymore because you've now slept with her twice."
"Your point?" House asked annoyed.
"What the hell is it going to take for te to admit te like her maybe even Amore her?"
"Wilson, just cause te marry everyone te letto doesn't mean I have to."
"You're good together. David has only made things better. I hear Rachel even calls te Daddy now..."
"Wilson, please stop. I'm not in the mood for your meddling."
"You know I'm right." Wilson finished saying as he got up to leave.
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"So, are te gonna take the guy up on his offer?" Wilson asked Cuddy in her office.
"He's nice enough and handsome but I probably won't." She detto as she flipped through her folder. Wilson rolled his eyes at her response and then a devilish grin spread across his face.
"You know, Cate Milton is back at the hospital....House took quite a liking to her a few years ago..."
"Your point?" Cuddy asked in irritation.
"She's interested in him."
Cuddy looked up from her file.
"Good for him. It's been a while since he's been involved with someone."
"He's not interested, Cuddy." He detto in exasperation.
Cuddy smiled to herself and looked up once more.
"Well, that's too bad."
"Damn it!"
"Wilson?"
"You're just as stubborn as he is. te Amore each other. te have a little boy to prove that. House is there for him, for Rachel, and most importantly for you. What's it gonna take for te two..."
"I don't know." She answered truthfully.
Wilson softened at her sad expression.
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The Big Reveal...
"He's sound asleep. Rachel too." He detto as he sat successivo to her on the sofa.
"Thanks." She detto as she yawned and stretched her arms.
"You hungry?" She asked.
"What do te got?"
"Left over Indian food."
"That'll do." He detto as he placed his hands behind his head and put his feet on the coffee table.
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"I think it's time to tell everyone the truth." Cuddy detto as she sipped her tea.
"What truth might that be?" House asked with his eyes closed about to fall asleep.
"That you're David's father."
His eyes snapped open.
"Everyone thinks it anyway. Those blue eyes are a big tip off." She detto as she placed a hand over his.
"The board would never take te seriously again. They'd find some way to can you."
"You're right." She detto abruptly.
"What that's it? te give up just like that?" He asked slightly annoyed.
She grinned at him.
"I want to tell our friends. Chase, Cameron, your team. They should know at least."
He looked intently at their interlocked hands before meeting her gaze.
"Why now?"
"Because I am happy and this will make me even happier. This will make te happier too."
She traced her free hand against his chin. She took in a deep breath.
"I Amore you, Greg."
House's mouth fell open at the revelation. His eyes remained fixed on hers.
"Greg?"
"It's about time te admitted it." He detto with a tender smile as he leaned closer to her and kissed her deeply on the mouth.
"I'm so tired of all the pain." He detto as he laid his head against the divano cushion and closed his eyes. Cuddy grasped his hand with hers.
"The medicine Wilson gave te can cause intense migraines and nausea, but it will help with the hallucinations. We just need to get over the first hump and..."
House suddenly bent inoltrare, avanti and vomited into the bucket near his feet. Cuddy rubbed his back gently. She pulled a tissue from her pocket and wiped his mouth.
"I haven't slept in days. When is this medicine gonna turn on the snooze?"
Cuddy put a hand to his forehead checking his temperature.
"Let me make te some la minestra, zuppa to settle your stomach. I'm sure all the vicodin and anxiety medication swimming around an empty stomach isn't helping with the nausea." She detto as she helped him lay on the sofa and threw a blanket over him.
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"You slept." She detto as she held a glass of water out to him.
House sat up and rubbed his weary eyes.
"An ora at most." He replied before swallowing the liquid.
"An ora più than before."
"My leg needs my bed." He detto as he reached for his cane.
Cuddy helped him off the divano and led him toward his room.
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"Don't te get tired of this?" He asked with eyes closed as Cuddy gently stroked his hair.
"Tired of what?"
"Having to nurse me at my bedside. We've been here too many times."
"I don't mind." She detto as she picked up a cool cloth from the basin and placed it on his forehead. He sighed in relief.
"I mind, Lisa." He detto as he opened his eyes and turned to look at her. Cuddy smiled warmly at the usage of her first name.
"You haven't called me that in years."
"I know."
Cuddy pulled the cloth from his face and gently leaned over to baciare his head.
"I'm always here for you, Greg. It's not always easy o even very pretty but it's where I want to be."
She ran a hand through his hair once more.
"Lay with me for a while." He asked in a quiet whisper. Cuddy was taken aback da the offer but soon joined him under the navy blue sheets.
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"I wanted to be at the baby naming thing." He detto as he turned on his side to look at her.
Cuddy inched closer to him.
"I wanted te there." She detto with a sorrowful tone.
House reached his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him until their noses were close enough to touch.
"I'm glad you're here." He detto with a lazy grin.
Cuddy pushed her nose against his in a strange kind of eskimo kiss.
"Me too..." She detto before finally putting her lips against his softly. His hand skimmed up the back of her camicia as he pulled her on superiore, in alto of him.
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Two Days Later...
"I had to commit him, Lisa." Wilson stated through tear-filled eyes.
Cuddy walked up to him and pulled him into a hug.
"I know...you did the right thing. We can't help him this time.
Wilson pulled from the hug to look at her face. He could see the fresh tears in her eyes too.
"My brother and my best friend are both losing it. What if they can't bring House back? What if this is it?"
Cuddy shook her head.
"No. He'll come out of this. He's the strongest person I know. He'll find a way back to us."
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A mese Goes By...
"Oh, God." Cuddy detto as she held up the pregnancy test.
She sat down on the toilet sede, sedile and stared at the small plus sign in disbelief.
"I can't be. I can't be..." She detto as she rubbed her temples in fear.
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"Does it say what I think it says?" She asked Wilson as he looked over the blood test results.
He looked up with a weary expression.
"You're pregnant."
"I'm pregnant." She stated with a huge sigh. Cuddy leaned against the nearest bacheca for support. Wilson immediately went to stand da her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Is it his?" He asked softly.
Cuddy just looked at him with watery eyes. Wilson pulled her in a hug.
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He's Back and...
"It's nice to have fatty greasy cuisine again." House detto as he nibbled on the cipolla rings Wilson just bought. Wilson chuckled at his friend's eagerness for giunca, spazzatura food.
"So, they gave granola and figs in the asylum?"
"More like oatmeal and pane that tasted like sawdust. They think that because you're a nut te don't care how Cibo tastes."
"Well, you're back to all the unhealthy choices te love."
"The American dream realized...Give me the scoop. How have the three morons handled the cases since I've been gone?"
"They did great. Sometimes Chase and Cameron helped them out."
"That's good..." He detto in a faraway tone.
"It was harder without your inventive ideas and sudden epiphanies though."
House looked up at his best friend and grinned.
"So, what's new around here? I know te Wilson you've got some scoop. I've been gone for two months I need some gossip."
Wilson smiled nervously and his gaze went back down to his plate.
"...Nothing really. You've been the biggest gossip as of late. Everyone has an opinion on crazy Dr. House."
House studied Wilson for a moment and then went back to eating his cipolla rings.
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A week gone by...
"Want to finish this bourbon with me?" House asked Cuddy as she was about to leave his office. She turned around and looked at him.
"I thought te used it all in your little 'diagnostic test' with your patient?" She asked with her hands on her hips.
"There is about a third left in the bottle. I'm sure te could use a drink after today's events." He detto as he began filling two shot glasses. Cuddy dropped her hands from her hips and began fiddling with her bracelet.
"I better not...I have alot of work to still do."
"One shot isn't gonna derail you. We both know it takes at least four più to get your bra off."
Cuddy rolled her eyes.
"Maybe some other time." She detto as she walked out of the room.
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"Coffee?" House asked Cuddy as he waved the cup under her nose. She suddenly felt sick from the smell and waved him away.
"No coffee? Ya'know te usually have a cup around this time. The last few days I've noticed you've been sans coffee." He detto as he took a sede, sedile on her office sofa.
Cuddy went to sit successivo to him.
"I'm trying to cut down on caffiene." She detto as she tried not to breath in the smell of the drink.
"But you're still drinking black tea. You're actually only drinking black tè right now."
Cuddy rolled her eyes and stood up.
"Your point?"
"Just an observation." He detto with a wolfish grin before limping out of the room.
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"Did te tell him?" She asked Wilson as she stared out his office window.
The oncologist walked over to her and placed a hand on her back. Cuddy turned to look at him.
"I told te I wouldn't. I know I've betrayed your trust a few times but this time I swear I won't tell him."
"Thank you." She detto with a smile as she stood to leave.
"But te should tell him." He detto before she could escape.
"I know."
"You're not mostrare enough to be noticeable, but I'm sure he's noticed."
Suddenly Cuddy's eyes went wide and she quickly ran out of the office.
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Another apartment scene...
"You know." Cuddy detto as she stalked into his apartment.
"That te have huge funbags great for motor boating well I discovered that years ago."
Cuddy let out a frustrated grunt and threw her cappotto at him to take.
"You know that I'm..."
House put the cappotto on his sofa and moved to stand in front of her.
"I know?"
She turned her gazed to the door trying to avoid his stare.
"Cuddy?"
She looked up at his eyes and knew it was time.
"I'm pregnant."
House let out a breath.
"Why didn't te tell..."
"Don't...you know why. You've been through alot and I wanted to make sure you..."
"That I wasn't a basket case anymore."
Cuddy furrowed her brows at him.
"You were scary. te were seeing things and nearly Lost your life again...I took advantage of te that night." She detto as she moved to sit down on the sofa.
House sat down beside her.
"I may not have been completely stable but believe me, I wanted it." He detto with a grin.
Cuddy looked up at him with a serious expression.
"Do te want this?" She detto as she pointed to her slightly protruding stomach.
House looked away and remained quiet.
Cuddy shook her head and stood up.
"Don't worry about it. I know it's the last thing te want. te don't have to do anything." She detto as she took her cappotto and walked out of the apartment.
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Five Months Along...
"I thought te could use this." Wilson detto as he handed Cuddy the small tub of caramella fondente, fudge icecream.
Cuddy smiled brightly and gestured for him to come into her home.
"Hi, Rachel." Wilson detto to the crawling
ten-month old in her play pen.
"Is her cold gone?" He asked as he sat on the recliner.
"Yes. The humidifier worked wonders." Cuddy detto as she came out of the cucina with two spoons and the icecream tub.
"None for me, thanks." He said.
Cuddy dug into the sweet snack happily. She rested the tub on superiore, in alto of her very pronounced belly.
"This is just what I needed after that disasterous budget meeting and two lawsuits." She detto as she licked the Cioccolato from her spoon.
"You look exhausted. Maybe te should delegate più of your responsibilities at the hospital until the baby comes."
"That's a good idea. Maybe Cameron can take over some of my donor meetings."
"Have te talked to House lately?" Wilson suddenly blurted out.
Cuddy put her icecream down.
"Why? What did he do now?"
"Nothing. I mean he just seems very preoccupied lately. He's always Scrivere musical compositions when he's not at the hospital. We rarely go out bowling anymore."
"Well, that's più constructive then him getting wasted every night o hiring a whore."
"There is quite a bite to your tone."
"He is just so closed off...I told him the sex of the baby yesterday."
"What is it?!" Wilson asked energetically.
"A boy." She detto with a proud smile.
"That's wonderful...Wait what did he say?"
"He didn't say anything." She detto with a forlorn look.
"He just shook his head and detto 'Good for you,' and limped away."
Wilson threw an arm around her and stroked her shoulder.
"It's alot for him but I know it means alot to him too." Wilson said.
"I hope so."
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After 36 hours of labor...
"Knock. Knock." House announced as he entered the small hospital room.
Cuddy lay in the letto drenched in sweat. Her hair was mussed and her eyes were beyond tired.
"Did te see him?" She asked.
House limped over to her bedside and sat down.
"He's got your lips." He detto with a slight smile.
"And your eyes." She detto softly.
House swallowed and placed his shaking hand over hers. Cuddy grasped his hand in response.
"I haven't been dealing." He stated più to himself than to her.
"It's okay. I haven't exactly been the picture of perfection these last few months."
House stroked his thumb over her palm.
"I'll be there...for him if te want me there." He detto in a whisper.
Cuddy couldn't help but to shed a tear at his sudden offer.
"I want te there."
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Three Months Old...
"Davy, my little Davy. Time for sleepy. My little boy," Cuddy sang to her newborn as she rocked him in her arms. The baby fussed and refused to stay silent.
"Let me try." House detto as he walked into the nursery.
"Alright." She detto as she handed him baby David.
House sat down in the rocking chair and held his son against his chest.
"I was dreaming of the past. And my cuore was beating fast. I began to lose control. I began to lose control. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't mean to make te cry. I didn't want to hurt you. I'm just a jealous guy..." House sang as Cuddy watched on.
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"You always sing him John Lennon songs." She detto as she poured him some juice.
"He likes John the best. I tried some Ted Nugent but it didn't pan out so well." He detto deadpanned.
Cuddy chuckled.
"Thanks for putting him to bed."
House nodded in response and drank some of his juice.
"I should be heading home." He detto finally.
"Yeah...Well, I'll see te at work tomorrow."
"See ya."
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"You spend a lot of time with her."
"We work together. Duh. Oh, and she is the mother of my child." House detto as he read his National Enquirer.
"Yes, she is." Wilson detto with a smirk.
"What?"
"Out of all the people that te could have impregnated te pick Cuddy. This is the woman te say is just a friend, boss, o hot one night stand, which doesn't apply anymore because you've now slept with her twice."
"Your point?" House asked annoyed.
"What the hell is it going to take for te to admit te like her maybe even Amore her?"
"Wilson, just cause te marry everyone te letto doesn't mean I have to."
"You're good together. David has only made things better. I hear Rachel even calls te Daddy now..."
"Wilson, please stop. I'm not in the mood for your meddling."
"You know I'm right." Wilson finished saying as he got up to leave.
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"So, are te gonna take the guy up on his offer?" Wilson asked Cuddy in her office.
"He's nice enough and handsome but I probably won't." She detto as she flipped through her folder. Wilson rolled his eyes at her response and then a devilish grin spread across his face.
"You know, Cate Milton is back at the hospital....House took quite a liking to her a few years ago..."
"Your point?" Cuddy asked in irritation.
"She's interested in him."
Cuddy looked up from her file.
"Good for him. It's been a while since he's been involved with someone."
"He's not interested, Cuddy." He detto in exasperation.
Cuddy smiled to herself and looked up once more.
"Well, that's too bad."
"Damn it!"
"Wilson?"
"You're just as stubborn as he is. te Amore each other. te have a little boy to prove that. House is there for him, for Rachel, and most importantly for you. What's it gonna take for te two..."
"I don't know." She answered truthfully.
Wilson softened at her sad expression.
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The Big Reveal...
"He's sound asleep. Rachel too." He detto as he sat successivo to her on the sofa.
"Thanks." She detto as she yawned and stretched her arms.
"You hungry?" She asked.
"What do te got?"
"Left over Indian food."
"That'll do." He detto as he placed his hands behind his head and put his feet on the coffee table.
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"I think it's time to tell everyone the truth." Cuddy detto as she sipped her tea.
"What truth might that be?" House asked with his eyes closed about to fall asleep.
"That you're David's father."
His eyes snapped open.
"Everyone thinks it anyway. Those blue eyes are a big tip off." She detto as she placed a hand over his.
"The board would never take te seriously again. They'd find some way to can you."
"You're right." She detto abruptly.
"What that's it? te give up just like that?" He asked slightly annoyed.
She grinned at him.
"I want to tell our friends. Chase, Cameron, your team. They should know at least."
He looked intently at their interlocked hands before meeting her gaze.
"Why now?"
"Because I am happy and this will make me even happier. This will make te happier too."
She traced her free hand against his chin. She took in a deep breath.
"I Amore you, Greg."
House's mouth fell open at the revelation. His eyes remained fixed on hers.
"Greg?"
"It's about time te admitted it." He detto with a tender smile as he leaned closer to her and kissed her deeply on the mouth.
