Author's Note: I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaack. I was going to stop writing and then I received SO MANY REVIEWS that I just had to write a few more. This is going to be a mini series with most holidays starting with Valentine's Day and going through a few more. The chapters will be short but it will take place after Smashing Blue ended. So without further ado, I give you a House Holiday. I do not own the TV show House.


Allison wanted to scream.

She had gotten up in the morning with hope that Greg wouldn't act like a complete ass but once again, she was wrong. He had rolled out of bed, popped a vitamin pill, and grunted while he headed to the bathroom. Not romantic at all.

She had made coffee and a big breakfast but did she get a thank you? NO! Even Michael, who was now fifteen, had given his father a weird look. And when the fifteen year old notices it, SOMETHING was wrong.

She had given him a kiss before she left and all he did was pat her on the butt and tell her to call him for brainstorming. She had growled and stalked out of the front door.

As of right now, she was sitting in the car outside their house trying not to pound her head into the steering wheel. Sighing, she picked up her bag and trudged slowly up the stairs. House opened the door just before she could reach it.

"There you are," he said gruffly. "I was wondering what took so long."

"The patient died on us twice before we got him…to…live."

Her talking slowly tapered off as she took in her surroundings. Red, white, and pink roses were on every surface in vases. Boxes of chocolate littered the dining room table and an open bottle of champagne sat on top of the piano. Her eyes filled with tears as she forgot her stressful day and reveled in the fact that she had the best husband in the world.

He took her by the hand and led her over to the couch where they sat down.

"I know I didn't show it earlier but you do mean everything to me. I love you just the same as I did before. So…how about you and your cute butt marry me again after two and a half decades together?"

Allison nodded as tears streamed down her face. This was the best Valentine's Day ever. She leaned over to kiss him but stopped herself.

"Where's Michael?"

House grinned. "At Wilson's."

Allison grinned impishly and grabbed a chocolate, heading to the bedroom. House smirked and followed behind her with the enthusiasm of someone half her age. He made a mental note to thank Nathaniel for the idea the next day. His kids really did love him. Bt right now, he was going to love their mother.