Time goes on and everything's alright. Lisa is totally healthy and Greg is glad for seeing her so happy. One evening, he gets in from the hospital. ‘Lisa, I'm home!!’
‘Hey.’ She stands up and goes where he is. ‘Hard jour of work?’
‘Well... I could get away with it since my boss is not in the hospital right now.’ He chuckles and gives her a kiss. ‘How are you?’
‘Bored... There's not much to do alone at home. I thought I'd never say this, but I miss doing paper work.’ She chuckles and touches her belly. ‘And I'm always hungry, so basically the most interesting thing I do is eating... I'm getting fat, and not just for being pregnant.’
‘Oh no... I'll have to look for a nurse who's hotter than toi then...’ House says mocking at her.
‘Yes... and I'll have to look for another doctor to take care of me... maybe Uncle Wilson...’
‘Oh... I'm working hard at the hospital so I can buy toi tons and tons of nourriture to make toi happy and now toi suggest that I don't take care of you? Words can hurt, toi know?’
‘I don't need anybody else to take care of me but you. If toi don't need a hotter nurse, of course.’ She smiles widely.
‘Well... it's quite fair...’ He chuckles and gives her another kiss.
‘Let's eat something, I was cooking couscous.’
‘Hmmm... yummy, yummy!!’
House takes off his veste and puts it on a chair. He approaches to her, hugs her from behind, and touches her belly. ‘How's my little thing today?’
‘I am three months pregnant, so your little thing is actually your little, little, little thing.’
‘Well, yes... my little, little, little, tiny thing...’
‘Our tiny little loved thing.’ She smiles at him and he chuckles.
‘Yeah, all those names...’
They spend the rest of the jour together talking about their future. Some weeks go par and Lisa has gone to the gynecologist. She has passed the "danger time" where there is plus possibility for pregnancy loss. She has just come accueil and she tells him.
‘Well... we can celebrate our good news...’
‘Yes! What do toi mean, going out for dinner?’
‘Dinner, movies... I don't know...’
‘You know what I feel fancy very, very much?’
‘What?’ Greg asks.
‘A cake?? plus food?? You're gonna explode woman!!’
‘Thank you... That makes me feel even better...’ Says Lisa sarcastic and upset.
‘Well... let's go and eat some cake if toi want... I'll l’amour toi anyway, with twenty plus pounds...’
‘I'm hungry because of OUR baby, it's not my fault... We have eggs and flour and all we need, we can cook it ourselves.’
‘Hmmm... We can try at least... let's see if we can get something we can eat without vomiting...’
‘I know toi are a good cook. Don’t be so modest.’
He chuckles and takes some ingredients from the shelf. They start cooking and Lisa splashes some water on his face, smiling. He slaps her very softly with his hand which is dirty with flour. ‘Whoops, sorry...’
‘Ahhh!’ She looks at him with her mouth opened and speaks slowly. ‘How dare you??’
‘It wasn't me... it was my hand...’
‘Sure... now your hand isn't stuck to your body...’ She takes some flour and caresses his face soiling his cheek with it. ‘Whoops... my hand's fault.’
‘Oh, it happens to toi too?? Damn it, we'll have to fix that...’ He pinches her nose.
‘You can start cleaning my face...’
‘No way!! toi look so nice with your nose so dirty... moreover, toi started it!!’
‘I didn't. It was toi who started it with the flour.’
‘No, no, no... toi started with the water...’
‘Blablablabla… that's not starting.’
‘That certainly is!!!!’ He sticks his tongue out at her.
‘Shut up!’ Playing, she takes some plus flour and blows it to his face. Now his mouth is full of flour.
‘You're taking advantage on me 'cause your pregnant and toi know I won't kill you... but I'm starting to change my mind...’
‘You look... tasty.’ She laughs.
‘Which means that I don't look tasty when my face is not covered par flour... thanks...’ He jokes.
‘No, I didn't mean that...’ She stares at him while getting closer, slowly.
‘Really? Shouldn't I be offended at it?’
‘No... toi shouldn't.’ She gets a bit closer. ‘But toi need...chocolate.’ She takes the syrup and puts some on his other cheek. ‘Now you're tastier.’ She smiles widely.
‘Ha-ha-ha... Very nice of you.’
Cuddy approaches plus and kisses him on his cheek, licking the chocolate. ‘Yes, much tastier.’
He chuckles and kisses her, then she stares at him and imagines him with their baby on his hands. Cuddy smiles slightly. ‘Well... let's keep on cooking, I still want the cake.’
Greg smiles too. ‘Okay... but try not to eat me during the process...’
She chuckles. ‘I’ll do my best! But toi are so yummy!’
‘Let's see if toi think the same after eating a big piece of cake...’
‘Then toi won't be yummy anymore and I'll be full.’
‘Oh, I knew it... damn... umm... toi know what? I don't feel like cooking anymore...’
‘No, no... I prefer eating toi than eating the cake.’ She approaches again and tries to Kiss him.
‘No, no... the damage is already done!!!’ He says kidding.
‘Oh come on... don't be a kid! I don't get full just eating some cake, so I'll have room for you…’ She smiles and looks at him in silence. ‘Yummy, yummy?’
‘Oh, toi win!!!’
She chuckles and this time she kisses him. They hug and House gives her a deep kiss. Cuddy separates a little. ‘Okay, okay, now is toi who is gonna eat me!’ She chuckles.
‘As toi can see I don't need toi to be covered with chocolat to do that...’
‘But chocolat can help.’
They look at the syrup bottle and then he looks at her. ‘Don't look at me that way...’ She chuckles. ‘I want to cook the cake first.’
He chuckles. ‘Alright, let's get down to it... cooking, I mean.’
She winks. ‘Sure, let's cook.’
Finally they finish cooking the cake.
‘It smell delicious! toi smell very well too, don't get jealous of a cake.’
‘Oh no, I don't know if I'll be able to get through that...’ He bites his fist.
They take a couple of dishes, a couteau and make some thé to drink with the cake.
‘Well... let's see how we did with our piece of art...’
They try a piece. ‘Hmm it's very nice, toi like it??’ Lisa asks.
‘Yeah, our child won't die of hunger; we can feed him with cakes!’
‘Yes, I'm sure an obese kid must be veeeery happy...’
‘Okay. I wouldn’t do that to my little, little, tiny thing!!!!’
‘I want a blue eyed, healthy and strong baby.’
House approaches his head to her belly. ‘Did toi hear that?? You'd better obey your mom if toi don't want to be in trouble, she's such a unbearable person when she's angry, but don't tell her, it'll be our little secret!!’
Cuddy rolls her eyes. ‘Please, don't be like your father.’
He smiles and gives her a kiss.
When they finish eating the cake, they both go to lie down on the sofa and turn on the TV. ‘How do toi feel?’ House asks.
‘Not hungry?’ She smiles.
‘Not of food...’
She laughs. ‘What should I be hungry of?’
‘Not of cake actually...’
‘I don't feel like eating plus cake...’
‘Good, I was starting to worry... I was afraid toi could become blind of eating so much nourriture with sugar...’ House says mocking at her.
‘Shhh.’ She gives him a kiss.
‘I won't say a word!!’
‘You know that when we have the baby we can't be so... affectionate.’
‘Yeah, I know... In that case we'll have to send the kid with Uncle Wilson ou something... but anyway, if toi keep on eating like this, I don't think I need so much affection from you, uh?’ Says House kidding, but she is a bit tired of his commentaires about her eating too much and gets a bit upset.
‘Screw you.’ She sits up. ‘Are toi gonna stop of fucking telling me that I'm getting fat and I eat so much?’
‘Hey, come on, I was kidding...’
‘No, I'm tired of that. Stop it.’
‘Alright, I'll stop... but you're overreacting...’
‘No, I'm not overreacting! I'm gonna get fat, my body is changing, even if toi like it ou not.’
He sits up. ‘Hey, hey, hey... I know you're changing, toi think I'm blaming you??’
‘I don't care what you're doing, I just want toi to know what's gonna happen and if toi don't like it toi know where the door is.’
‘You know what? Forget it...’ He stands up, takes the cane and goes to their bedroom.
‘What the hell…’ She stands up and follows him. ‘Now is toi who is angry? What reason do toi have to be angry??’
House starts taking his clothes off and takes his pajamas. ‘You'd better stop shouting, a vein in your neck is starting to grow and I'm going to bed, I wouldn't feel like taking toi to the hospital right now...’
‘I’ll shout if I feel like it, toi know? And don’t do that... Don’t try to go to lit and leave things this way.’
House yawns and leaves his cane on the floor. ‘Goodnight honey, try to shout a bit lower...’
Of course she shouts louder. ‘Do not ignore me! toi know how much I hate when toi do that!’
He gets into bed. ‘Sorry, did toi say anything?’
Cuddy bites her lower lip and takes a deep breath. ‘I can’t stand you...’ She gets out of the bedroom slamming the door. House sighs and whispers. ‘God...’
Greg gets out of the lit and goes to the living room. He finds her on the sofa sobbing with her face between her hands.
‘Get out of here.'
‘Oh, come on Lisa...’ He sits suivant to her. ‘It’s alright, I know you're body is changing... as well as your humor... and I just l’amour toi the same... not the same really... I l’amour toi plus and more... come on. Will toi forgive me?’
She doesn't look at him and speaks very calmed. ‘I a dit get out...’
‘I'm not going anywhere until toi smile at me...’
‘Okay, then good night.’ She stands up to go to the bedroom. He chuckles, stands up, and follows her. ‘You're as stubborn as a mule, toi know??’
‘House, leave me alone.’ She gets into the bathroom.
‘House? Isn’t Greg anymore? Do I have to kneel ou something?’
‘I don't want to shout, Greg.’
‘Come on Lisa... please...’
‘My vein is growing…’
‘And yet I l’amour you...’
She unlocks the door and washes her face.
‘Do toi forgive me?’ He asks.
‘I’m going to have a shower. Leave me alonel.’ She is still not looking at him.
‘Oh, don't say that... I told toi that I'm sorry!!!’
‘You're sorry today, but we'll have the same fight tomorrow and the suivant day, and the next...’ Finally their eyes meet.
‘No, we won't!! Don't worry about this... I l’amour you...’ He gives her a Kiss and she sighs
‘I'm sorry... I guess my hormones had something to do, forgive me.’
He laughs while they hug each other. ‘It's alright... don't worry okay?’ He kisses her cheek. ‘Come on, let's go to sleep and let your hormones rest...’
He takes her to the bedroom holding her hand and when everything is calmed down again they fall asleep.
To be continued...
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