“What the hell are toi doing here?” House asked upon opening the door of Cuddy’s office par suivant morning. She looked up from the file she’s signing to look at him and just shook her head before continuing her job. She doesn’t want to see his eyebrows meeting each other’s end and she definitely knew he’ll be the boss this time. “Thought we already talked about that you’ll be staying at home?” he asked again when she wasn’t saying anything in return.
“Uh-huh but I called toi before I come to work this morning right? toi agreed on it so I assume you’re here for something else,” she a dit after giving out a sigh and was not even glancing up to see him as he took the empty chair in front of her desk.
“Stubbornness. That’s genetic toi know,” he a dit trying to cool down her mind, before he say the actual reason why he’s down in her office, but his joke doesn’t seemed to be working since Cuddy made a slight slam on her bureau with the pen and her palm as she looked up to meet his blue eyes staring at her.
“House, I’m busy. If toi want me to go accueil early tonight so I could rest, leave me alone.” Now’s not the right time to tell it to her, he guessed, as he thought how to escape the mood he set Cuddy on. He watched her went back to signing papers and felt his fingers running down his temple again, a gesture he usually do when nervous ou just plain hiding something. He wanted and he knew he have to tell her ou they’ll end up fighting again so he breathed in and said, “Stacy called in, asking for another afternoon with Casey,” then he breathed out and he watched Cuddy stopped signing in midway . He prepared to hear her say no but then, “okay.”
The word was soft the moment it left her mouth. He thought she was kidding but her eyes told him the other way. She was sincere, she was honest and most of all she was being nice to share him and his time with little girl who wasn’t even sure if she’s really his kid ou not. “Seriously?” he asked still wearing that stunned face.
Cuddy smiled and that gave him some reason to stand up and stay beside her to give her a quick Kiss on her forehead. “What the hell was that for?” she asked when she pulled back. “Thank you.”
“Just promise me you’ll be accueil for dinner,” she a dit after both her palms landed on his shoulder. He smiled in return and said, “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He reached down to touched her first trimester baby bump and that’s when Cuddy remembered they were in her office and the chances of someone walking in and see them like that was slim to none. She cleared her throat and House got it at once so he stood up and grabbed his cane which he hung on the edge of her bureau earlier before starting to déplacer out from the room. “Cuddy,” he a dit as he turned back to see her, “the thing we talked about at home…”
“I know,” she cut him off, “don’t worry, I’ll be going accueil early. 6:30 at most.” He cocked one eyebrow.
“Fine, five,” she a dit trying to bargain with his thoughts but still, the eyebrow wasn’t moving down.
“3:30,” House a dit in a soberly tone. She knew he won’t let her bargain again and judging par his voice, he’s now playing the fatherhood card. He’s was already in the secretary’s area when he turned to told her, “and don’t leave until I come to take toi home.” She shook her head but nodded in agreement.
Wilson made a quick raise with his eyebrow the moment the sandwich, "sandwich" in front of him was snatched par a familiar hand. “Need toi to look at a file,” House a dit after taking the empty chair suivant to the oncologists’ in the cafeteria a few minutes after he left Cuddy’s office.
“But since toi don’t have a blue ou red file with you, I assume there’s a subtext you’re holding back,” he a dit catching a glimpse of his friend as it took a bite on the Rueben sandwich. The diagnostician studied his face for awhile before saying, “Cuddy’s preggers with my kiddo.”
“Really?” Wilson used his best fake surprise look but unfortunately House pointed the sandwich, "sandwich" to him and said, “busted. toi knew it, didn’t you?”
Wilson gave out a sigh and said, “Damn, should have enrolled myself to a drama workshop months ago.”
“What the,” House cried out but his friend knew that he’s also jouer la comédie pissed, “so she told toi first? Who the hell the father is?”
“Both of us we’re just suspecting then and it turns out we’re right about it.”
“You should have told me. I could have made my assumptions with you.”
“I did thought of doing so but she doesn’t want me to because ---“
“Because she thought I care less about our kid since I have Casey now…” House cut him off and Wilson nodded in return. Both of them didn’t speak out to disagree ou agree because definitely the answer would be the latter. “You guys talked about it already?” Wilson broke the silence between them.
“We,” House rubbed his thumb against his forehead and hesitated at first but spoke out after giving out a sigh, “did had a fight last night about my afternoon with the little girl.”
“House…” Wilson was about to give some conseil but he was cut off…again.
“I know. I know I should have told her and not telling her risked the baby.” Wilson could hear how sorry his friend was. “What happened?” he asked.
“She had cramps. We kind of freak out about it ----”
“Of course,” Wilson was the one of cut him off this time, “Cuddy wanted to have her own child for years, we know how much she’ll be careful as long as her pregnancy is concern but you. toi jive with her fear?”
“Sorry, the fatherhood hormone panel had reacted, okay? I know it may be just a simple cramp, a hunger strike of Cuddy’s tape worms but ---“ he was about to blurt it out when his pager beeped. He looked down and read it quick before standing up and Wilson eyed his movements.
“But this is my kid and I want to make sure he’s fine all the time, so with his mother,” he gave out a quick upward nod before Wilson nodded in return before watching him limped out of the cafeteria again.
Later that afternoon, as what had been agreed on, House drove Cuddy back accueil par three in the afternoon and an heure later, he went his way to have some time with Casey. The little girl was starting to enjoy her father’s company and House felt the same way. He knows it’s unusual for him to be around with a kid her age but what he just learned now was how enchanting the feeling of fatherhood is. The plus he catch Casey’s laugh, the plus he’s excited to hear his child with Cuddy do the same. Will he be happier if his seconde child does his/her first laugh? Will he/she enjoy roller coaster, cotton candies and merry-go-round too? Is there a difference in father-love between your first child and the seconde especially they’re both born with different moms? Once in a while, as Casey enjoy rides, he will find himself Lost in his thoughts about how his future will look like, every scenes seemed to be so precious that he couldn’t get away with.
Stacy opened up the door and was glad that House safely and protectively brought their daughter accueil after a long jour at the park with him. After s’embrasser her father good-bye, Casey hurriedly ran to her room to play with the new doll he bought for her as the two made their way to the living room.
“Coffee ou tea?” she asked after noticing how awkward the ambiance for House is after he took his seat.
“I’m full,” he a dit but deep down he’s really thirsty. He just a dit that so he can leave early unlike what seemingly preferred par the lawyer in front of him.
“So, how are things going on?”
“Same as usual. Work, home, work. Nothing new.”
“But rumors has it that you’re meeting up with someone.”
“Yah, I seemed to be happy, am I?” She smiled and nodded before saying, “yes toi do.” He nodded back before standing up and Stacy did the same.
“Got to go home,” he declared. “Thank toi for bringing Casey accueil again.”
“No problem,” he a dit but just when he’s about to turn around, Stacy pulled his arm that made him look at her. “I don’t toi to leave,” she finally admitted. Now House hates this part ‘cause he knows where this is heading.
“We already had a talk about this. I’m not going to change my ---“ he was cut off with her lips meeting his. She kissed him but he didn’t Kiss back. She had her eyes closed, his was looking out the window. Her arms were around his neck but his were settled on both sides of his body. Frustrated and disappointed, she broke the Kiss and stepped back.
“I came here for my daughter but never will I come for you.” His words were full of sting that nearly killed Stacy’s emotional heart. She thought that Kiss will bring him back but it only made him walked out, not only through the door, but he totally walked out from her life.
“Uh-huh but I called toi before I come to work this morning right? toi agreed on it so I assume you’re here for something else,” she a dit after giving out a sigh and was not even glancing up to see him as he took the empty chair in front of her desk.
“Stubbornness. That’s genetic toi know,” he a dit trying to cool down her mind, before he say the actual reason why he’s down in her office, but his joke doesn’t seemed to be working since Cuddy made a slight slam on her bureau with the pen and her palm as she looked up to meet his blue eyes staring at her.
“House, I’m busy. If toi want me to go accueil early tonight so I could rest, leave me alone.” Now’s not the right time to tell it to her, he guessed, as he thought how to escape the mood he set Cuddy on. He watched her went back to signing papers and felt his fingers running down his temple again, a gesture he usually do when nervous ou just plain hiding something. He wanted and he knew he have to tell her ou they’ll end up fighting again so he breathed in and said, “Stacy called in, asking for another afternoon with Casey,” then he breathed out and he watched Cuddy stopped signing in midway . He prepared to hear her say no but then, “okay.”
The word was soft the moment it left her mouth. He thought she was kidding but her eyes told him the other way. She was sincere, she was honest and most of all she was being nice to share him and his time with little girl who wasn’t even sure if she’s really his kid ou not. “Seriously?” he asked still wearing that stunned face.
Cuddy smiled and that gave him some reason to stand up and stay beside her to give her a quick Kiss on her forehead. “What the hell was that for?” she asked when she pulled back. “Thank you.”
“Just promise me you’ll be accueil for dinner,” she a dit after both her palms landed on his shoulder. He smiled in return and said, “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He reached down to touched her first trimester baby bump and that’s when Cuddy remembered they were in her office and the chances of someone walking in and see them like that was slim to none. She cleared her throat and House got it at once so he stood up and grabbed his cane which he hung on the edge of her bureau earlier before starting to déplacer out from the room. “Cuddy,” he a dit as he turned back to see her, “the thing we talked about at home…”
“I know,” she cut him off, “don’t worry, I’ll be going accueil early. 6:30 at most.” He cocked one eyebrow.
“Fine, five,” she a dit trying to bargain with his thoughts but still, the eyebrow wasn’t moving down.
“3:30,” House a dit in a soberly tone. She knew he won’t let her bargain again and judging par his voice, he’s now playing the fatherhood card. He’s was already in the secretary’s area when he turned to told her, “and don’t leave until I come to take toi home.” She shook her head but nodded in agreement.
Wilson made a quick raise with his eyebrow the moment the sandwich, "sandwich" in front of him was snatched par a familiar hand. “Need toi to look at a file,” House a dit after taking the empty chair suivant to the oncologists’ in the cafeteria a few minutes after he left Cuddy’s office.
“But since toi don’t have a blue ou red file with you, I assume there’s a subtext you’re holding back,” he a dit catching a glimpse of his friend as it took a bite on the Rueben sandwich. The diagnostician studied his face for awhile before saying, “Cuddy’s preggers with my kiddo.”
“Really?” Wilson used his best fake surprise look but unfortunately House pointed the sandwich, "sandwich" to him and said, “busted. toi knew it, didn’t you?”
Wilson gave out a sigh and said, “Damn, should have enrolled myself to a drama workshop months ago.”
“What the,” House cried out but his friend knew that he’s also jouer la comédie pissed, “so she told toi first? Who the hell the father is?”
“Both of us we’re just suspecting then and it turns out we’re right about it.”
“You should have told me. I could have made my assumptions with you.”
“I did thought of doing so but she doesn’t want me to because ---“
“Because she thought I care less about our kid since I have Casey now…” House cut him off and Wilson nodded in return. Both of them didn’t speak out to disagree ou agree because definitely the answer would be the latter. “You guys talked about it already?” Wilson broke the silence between them.
“We,” House rubbed his thumb against his forehead and hesitated at first but spoke out after giving out a sigh, “did had a fight last night about my afternoon with the little girl.”
“House…” Wilson was about to give some conseil but he was cut off…again.
“I know. I know I should have told her and not telling her risked the baby.” Wilson could hear how sorry his friend was. “What happened?” he asked.
“She had cramps. We kind of freak out about it ----”
“Of course,” Wilson was the one of cut him off this time, “Cuddy wanted to have her own child for years, we know how much she’ll be careful as long as her pregnancy is concern but you. toi jive with her fear?”
“Sorry, the fatherhood hormone panel had reacted, okay? I know it may be just a simple cramp, a hunger strike of Cuddy’s tape worms but ---“ he was about to blurt it out when his pager beeped. He looked down and read it quick before standing up and Wilson eyed his movements.
“But this is my kid and I want to make sure he’s fine all the time, so with his mother,” he gave out a quick upward nod before Wilson nodded in return before watching him limped out of the cafeteria again.
Later that afternoon, as what had been agreed on, House drove Cuddy back accueil par three in the afternoon and an heure later, he went his way to have some time with Casey. The little girl was starting to enjoy her father’s company and House felt the same way. He knows it’s unusual for him to be around with a kid her age but what he just learned now was how enchanting the feeling of fatherhood is. The plus he catch Casey’s laugh, the plus he’s excited to hear his child with Cuddy do the same. Will he be happier if his seconde child does his/her first laugh? Will he/she enjoy roller coaster, cotton candies and merry-go-round too? Is there a difference in father-love between your first child and the seconde especially they’re both born with different moms? Once in a while, as Casey enjoy rides, he will find himself Lost in his thoughts about how his future will look like, every scenes seemed to be so precious that he couldn’t get away with.
Stacy opened up the door and was glad that House safely and protectively brought their daughter accueil after a long jour at the park with him. After s’embrasser her father good-bye, Casey hurriedly ran to her room to play with the new doll he bought for her as the two made their way to the living room.
“Coffee ou tea?” she asked after noticing how awkward the ambiance for House is after he took his seat.
“I’m full,” he a dit but deep down he’s really thirsty. He just a dit that so he can leave early unlike what seemingly preferred par the lawyer in front of him.
“So, how are things going on?”
“Same as usual. Work, home, work. Nothing new.”
“But rumors has it that you’re meeting up with someone.”
“Yah, I seemed to be happy, am I?” She smiled and nodded before saying, “yes toi do.” He nodded back before standing up and Stacy did the same.
“Got to go home,” he declared. “Thank toi for bringing Casey accueil again.”
“No problem,” he a dit but just when he’s about to turn around, Stacy pulled his arm that made him look at her. “I don’t toi to leave,” she finally admitted. Now House hates this part ‘cause he knows where this is heading.
“We already had a talk about this. I’m not going to change my ---“ he was cut off with her lips meeting his. She kissed him but he didn’t Kiss back. She had her eyes closed, his was looking out the window. Her arms were around his neck but his were settled on both sides of his body. Frustrated and disappointed, she broke the Kiss and stepped back.
“I came here for my daughter but never will I come for you.” His words were full of sting that nearly killed Stacy’s emotional heart. She thought that Kiss will bring him back but it only made him walked out, not only through the door, but he totally walked out from her life.