Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or House.

Summary: House has an unknown daughter. When she comes to town, Thirteen can't seem to take her mind off her, she is attracted to her. More so, she is intrigued and can't quite figure her out.

Chapter 1

Thirteen's POV:

We were all seated at the diagnostic table, trying to find a new case. House was shooting them down as always.

"People! Find an interesting case." House screamed.

I put down my pen, "I think that the-"

I was cut off by House, "Stop thinking and bring me a case!"

Before anyone could say anything, the door opened and a woman came in. She had medium length brown hair, blue eyes, round face, innocent-looking.

The woman had House's undivided attention. "Renee." He whispered in astonishment.

"Hello House." She said with a shy smile.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"A lot of reasons." She answered.

There was a long pause.

"Who is she?" Taub asked.

"Nobody." He quickly said.

The woman raised an eyebrow, "Nobody?"

"We had a one night stand and now she basically us stalking me." House said. He limped to her and started pushing her out. "Look, it was one night; it's time to get over it. We both agreed to it. I've moved on, so should you."

The woman was almost out the door before she stopped and held on to him, preventing him from closing the door.

"I wouldn't be here if it weren't important." She said.

"What is it?" Chase asked.

"It's nothing. If it really is that important, call me later." House said, pushing her out and locking it.

"You aren't at least curious why she's here?" I asked.

"Nope." House answered.

Renee was still outside and she walked to an area closest to where House was. She knocked on the window, "This can't wait."

House rolled his eyes, "Later. I've got patients to save."

"I want to know why she's here." Foreman said.

"Of course you do, you have no life." House said.

"It's about an incident that happened about eighteen years ago." She said, grabbing everyone's attention.

"You dated her eighteen years ago?" Taub asked.

"She must have contracted an STD and wanted to notify you about it." Chase said.

"Not an STD, but he did give me something." Renee said, still calling out from the other side of the window.

"What did he give you?" Foreman asked.

"He left a bun in the oven." She said.

The whole room was dead silent.

"You're pregnant?" House asked confused.

"I was. I came here so that you could meet your daughter." Renee said.

"I can't believe it." Taub said.

Chase scoffed, "I'm not surprised. It's a wonder there aren't more of them."

"What do you mean I have a daughter?" House asked, now face to face. The only thing separating Renee and House was the glass window.

Renee sighed, "You were gone before I could tell you. You have a daughter."

House limped to the door and Renee followed. He opened it and said, "I don't believe you. I would need proof that she is my spawn."

"Those are your words?" Renee said a little hurt.

"Can you not see it from my point of view? You're only telling me this now." House said.

"Because you were gone when I woke up!" She argued.

"We'll need to take a DNA test." He said.

She sighed fine. Renee pulled her phone out and dialed a number. "Hey sweetie can you come down here? Great." She hung up the phone and said to House, "She will be here shortly. We will need to think of some medical reason for her DNA."

"Why?" House asked.

"She doesn't know you are her father yet." Renee said.

"I don't blame her for not telling the kid." Chase said. I nodded in agreement.

House opened the door a little more to let Renee in. They both sat on the couch and House seemed a little at a loss for words. This has got to be the first time.

"Pick a case and get started." House said.

I shook my head, "We want to see this."

House rolled his eyes, not in the mood to argue.

We waited for about ten minutes when we noticed doctors, nurses and patients gasping and staring down a hall.

"She's here." Renee said.

House looked at her, "Is she that hideous?"

"House!" Foreman scolded.

Just then, we see a beautiful woman turn the corner and walk towards the room. With each step she took towards us, she looked more beautiful. She reached the door, opened it and walked in.

All my breath left me as I took the appearance of the woman in. She looked like an angel. She had long dark brown, silky hair, smooth, soft white skin, slender but shapely beautiful body, straight white teeth, heart-shaped face, red, full lips, she stood about 5' 4". She had almond-shaped eyes that held a beautiful honey color. When she came in, her scent washed over the room. Her scent was freesia, flowers and honey.

"Hi." She said. Her voice was like music.

I felt my eyes dilate in lust.

"This is Isabella Swan." Renee said.

Everyone at the table, including me was gawking at her. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

Before I write too much, I want to see if this is even worth writing. Should it go on?