Okay, this is my first fanfic for House. So, be gentle. Also, I should mention that this is set in the fifth season. Not really a specific time though. Tell me what you think and correct me if I got anything wrong.

Chapter 1: Gabrielle

A young girl walked the halls of the busy hospital. There had been a huge wreck just a little ways up the road and she had been one of the lucky ones to just slide by with out a life threatening injury. The only thing that did happen was that her left arm was broken, but she was right handed anyways. She came to a door, the door she had been looking for. Dean of Medicine. "That means she's in charge," she said to herself and knocked.

"Come in!" The voice on the other side of the door sounded slightly irritated. But, she shrugged it off and waltzed in. What was the worst that could happen anyways?

On the other side of the door was a middle aged woman with dark hair. She looked a little rushed as she went through papers on her desk. "What is it?" she harshly asked. "Oh," she said in realization when she looked up. "I'm sorry I thought you were some one else. I'm Dr. Lisa Cuddy, dean of medicine. What do you need?" she asked trying to act more pleasant.

Cuddy was trying to get her things together for the night so that she finish her things while she spent time with Rachael. The last thing that she wanted was for House to barge in and start complaining. The less that she heard from him tonight the better.

The young girl sighed as she looked off to the side. "Actually." She looked back to the woman who was anxiously awaiting her request. The opportunity was perfect, all she had to do was state what she wanted, but found it a lot harder then she had thought. "Could you tell me where I could find Dr. Gregory House?" Good. She spit out her question and was on the right track so far. Key words being SO FAR.

She watched as the lady's face quickly dropped to a nervous shock. "What did he do this time?" she asked preparing herself for the worst.

Cuddy was expecting her to start telling her some story about how rude or obnoxious House was being. That was the only time that people came to her office was to complain it seemed. Why did everything have to happen when she wanted to go home the most?

This was telling her a lot about the doctor. First she learned that he was hard to find. Now she finds out that apparently he gets into trouble. That's not always the greatest information to start out with. But hey, it's still a start. "Oh, nothing." She could tell that she had confused the doctor. "See." she paused and looked up. It was hard for her to gather her words. "I sort of know him. Well, actually." The young girl just sighed.

"I'm sorry. I'm terribly busy, and so is House. So if," she started. Cuddy didn't want to shrug the young girl off, but she didn't seem to be getting to a point and she had things she had to do.

"He's my father!" she finally spit out. It was all very sudden. After that the room became awkwardly silent. "My name is Gabrielle Zbin. It should be House, but it's always just been my mom and I." Gabrielle paced to the other side of the room and sighed. "I wish to talk to him. But if he's working out there he'll find her. It's not likely that you would forget a name like that, let alone assume that it's just somebody else," she said.

Cuddy stopped and stared at Gabrielle. "Would you like to have a seat? I'll go get him if you want," she offered. This was different. That wasn't what she was expecting to hear. She knew how House was back then, well, the way he was now, but she never thought that he had children anywhere.

Gabrielle didn't really truly know what she wanted. There was a lot going on in her head right now. She was going to meet her father for the first time. So far she knew that he was a trouble maker. Gee, that's great. There's on thing that she knew. "What are the odds of him coming here in the next ten minutes?" Gabrielle asked. She blankly stared. This was all a lot for one night.

"Definite ten out of ten," Cuddy said sighing. She knew that on a busy night he would be walking into her office and complaining about something or asking permission to do something completely outrageous. Either way it was going to lead into some type of argument that would only hold her up.

Gabrielle picked up on the hint that she was irritated and stood up. "Hey, I'm sorry. If you need me to leave…" She knew that she was going to cause a stir tonight with her news, but she didn't want to get people mad. That was the last thing that she needed that night.

"No. It's not you. Trust me," Cuddy answered. She just wanted to be home by now.

"Can I ask you a question then?" Gabrielle asked. She was very curious, but didn't want to get the lady irritated. It was obvious that that had already been covered before she got there.

"What's he like?" Gabrielle asked. She could tell by the look on Cuddy's face that he could be a total asshole, but it was her father and she wanted to know. Usually she would just watch some one for a few minutes and pick up their personality, but this, she wanted to know that she was right.

"Well, first off, he's an excellent doctor." She wanted to make him sound good. "He can be an arrogant jerk at times, but he really does know what he's doing."

There was something in her voice that got Gabrielle curious. It was the way that she talked about him. She would put off this annoyed front, but there was this look in her eyes. Like she was a little turned on by him. Gabrielle smugly smiled. "You like him don't you." It was meant to be a question, but came out as more of a statement.

Cuddy paused for a moment. Gabrielle could tell that she stunned her. That only proved her right. "Where did you even get that idea?" she asked. Cuddy did have her feelings for House, but she wasn't about to spill them to a teenager, especially HIS teenager.

Gabrielle smiled and stood up. "First, you had this small look of disappointment when I told you that he was my father. I figured that was either because you found out that there was another woman here that he had liked at one time. Or, you were disappointed in him for leaving his own daughter." It was obvious that Cuddy was impressed, or stunned, but she preferred impressed. Any thought to get her through the day. "Then when you explained what he was like, you made sure to put the positive first. Of course when you're explaining some one's parents to them, it's often that you build them up first, but you kept that same hint of small vague praise in voice when explained that he was arrogant jerk. Then you gave him a reason to be one therefore explaining his actions which means that you would stand up for him. And all of that would mean that either A, you like him, or B, you really want me to think highly of Daddy, which also in it's own way would mean that you like him."

Cuddy just stared at her for a moment and then walked around behind her desk and sat down. "I had my doubts at first, but now I know that you're his daughter," she said. She could tell by the way that she observed things. Like her father, she could take the tiniest things and build off of them. The only problem was that she was building up something that she simply did not want to talk to her about. Cuddy just went back to her paper work.

"Now I know I'm right. You didn't even deny it. Instead you changed the subject and then acted like I hadn't said anything. That means you have something to hide. Like you're feelings for him," Gabrielle smugly suggested.

Cuddy sighed and looked up at the young girl before her. "What do you want me to say to that? I don't want to offend you by saying no, and I don't want to hurt you by saying yes." From the very beginning she realized that she had to be careful about what she said about House. This was his daughter and she had no idea why she was asking these questions or what she had in mind.

"You can offend me by lying, but I've never been offended by the truth. The truth is just something that you can't change, so you live with it. Besides, I don't see my parents liking each other anytime soon so I really don't care about his love life. Unless I have any brothers or sisters out there, but other then that, I don't care," she explained.

Cuddy now decided that it was time to play her game. Doubtful that she would be nearly as good at it, but she had to give it a shot. "If you don't care, then why are you asking so many questions about it? Questions mean that you are curious which means that you care enough to ask."

Gabrielle smiled. "You're used to this." she commented. "First, I only asked two questions. First, what is he like? Second, do you like him? Knowing the type of people that are interested in some one can tell you a lot about them. Wanting to know what is appealing about them doesn't necessarily mean that you want to know about their love life."

Oh yes, this was definitely House's daughter. She was about to ask her something else, but the door swung open and House limped in carrying a file in his hand. He looked ready to state his complaint, and then give a good argument. "I have a problem with this case," he said setting the file down on her desk.

"What is it?" she sharply asked trying to speed this up.

Gabrielle just sat back down and watched. There was something about that man that she saw. There was no answer as to what it was, but she could tell there was something different about him.

"I can't take this case." he said and then started to leave the office. He didn't want to explain anything so he just decided to leave. Besides, that way he had less of a chance of getting another case.

"Wait!" Cuddy said as she stood up and followed him to the door.

"What? You didn't understand what I said or are you just trying to keep me here in order to be able to admire me from a close up view instead of some far distant glance?" he asked.

Cuddy just rolled her eyes and held up the file. "Why can't you take this case?" she asked.

House reached over and took it from her hand and held it up. "First off, it's from the emergency room from the wreck. They already know what's wrong with her. And second," he said and then stopped.

Cuddy watched Gabrielle out of the corner of her eye. She figured out why House couldn't take it and she was trying to drop hints to Gabrielle as to who he was. "And what House?" she asked.

Gabrielle's eyes widened. She found her father. He was right there. In front of her. Gabrielle slowly stood up as House hesitated to answer the question. "Because it's Maria Zbin." Her voice was confident and she was standing there without shaking. Better then she had expected.

"What?" he asked as he turned around. He saw the girl standing there and then turned back to Cuddy and smirked. "You have servants now instead of using the doctors? Figured you have to pay as much then didn't you? Just wait until child services hears about this one," House remarked.

"Maybe you should call them on yourself." Cuddy said and then grabbed his should and nudged him to turn and face his daughter. "House, this is Gabrielle Zbin," she introduced him.

"Maria has a daughter?" he asked more to himself.

"Yes, I'm FIFTEEN years old," she wanted to emphasize her age so that maybe he would figure it out on his own.

"Fifteen huh?" he asked. Suddenly, he got this blank stare in his eyes and slowly looked up at her. It was obvious that he was remembering the events that lead up to her. "Fifteen." he muttered.

"No I lied, I'm twenty trying to pull over a fast one so that I'm not charged for the hospital stay," she said.

"Oh boy," he said realizing what had just happened.