A/N: This is the third and final installment of this Trilogy. Hughville and I wish to thank all of you who have reviewed and stayed with us in this journey :) Your comments are much appreciated and they keep us motivated to write more stories :) So keep those reviews coming! :) Thanks!

Disclaimer: We don't own the characters from House. We just like to make them do crazy stuff that the writers wouldn't. So please don't sue us. We's poor.

Chapter One

October, 2018

The sky was a bright blue, the sun shone brightly but there was a frosty chill in the air. Cameron pulled a pink hat down over her daughter's silky brown curls, adjusted her jacket, then stood and took her hand.

"What color sticker are you going to get today, Ava?" she asked. This was a question she asked each morning since Ava was in kindergarten. Now since starting first grade in September, Ava hadn't brought home one of the green stickers the teachers gave out for good behavior. It didn't bother Ava because she always contended she did nothing wrong.

Ava sighed and looked up at her mother with bright blue eyes. "Green."

They walked out to the car and Cameron opened the back door. Ava climbed in and settled in her car seat. Once she was strapped in, Cameron got in and started the car. Soon they arrived at Ava's school and Cameron turned to her daughter.

"I love you," she said. "Have a good day. I look forward to seeing that green sticker."

A teacher's aide helped Ava out of the car. "Love you, too, Mommy. Just don't be too upset if I don't get a green."

Then she was gone and Cameron headed toward PPTH. Ava was so much like House. She tested every boundary set for her and was exceptionally bright but usually didn't complete any of her assignments. Ava said the work was boring and stupid. Cameron did her best but she often felt it wasn't enough. House knew about Ava and occasionally spent time with his daughter. However, he and Cameron rarely spoke since the night all those years ago when he found out she was pregnant. Cameron missed him but refused to push him. She still loved him and always would but Ava was her priority.

She parked in her space and noticed House's Triumph motorcycle in his space. It was unusual for him to arrive at work so early even if he had a patient. She realized he didn't go home. Grabbing her briefcase and purse, she put all thoughts of him out of her head and went into the hospital.

She stopped at the reception desk to get a brief update and look through her messages. There were none from Ava's teacher for which she was grateful. Last school year, Cameron got several messages a day from Ava's teacher. Finally, House went down to the school and the messages stopped. However, when Cameron sent him an email about Parent's Night a few weeks ago, he didn't show up or respond.

"Thinking about something to torture the staff with?" Ro asked as she put a cup of coffee in front of her.

Cameron smiled and looked at the name on the cup. "Corman. Well, they're getting closer."

"I got Rozella today."

Cameron laughed. She took a sip of her chai latte and sighed. "I needed that. I want to ask you a question. Should I be telling Ava to get a green sticker every day?"

They made their way to Cameron's office. Once there, Ro sat in one of the chairs in front of Cameron's desk and sipped her coffee. Cameron sat down and looked at her best friend.

"I think the stickers are overrated. Kendra gets one every day for basically acting like a mindless drone. Don't get me wrong. She's learning and she works hard. She says Ava doesn't and basically does whatever she wants despite the consequences. My daughter basically worships at the feet of yours," Ro laughed.

"Well, Ava adores Kendra," Cameron said. "Which reminds me. Ava wants Kendra to come over again this weekend."

"I'm not going to say no to that and neither is Brent. We can go to Atlantic City and gamble, baby!"

Cameron began to laugh and then stopped abruptly. Ro turned and saw House standing in the doorway. As she gathered up her things, she looked at Cameron.

"We'll iron out the arrangements for this weekend later," Ro told her. You going to be okay? she mouthed.

"Sure," Cameron assured her.

Ro walked out without looking at House.

"What are you doing this weekend?" he asked as he leaned against the door jamb.

"Kendra is coming over."

"So you get the rugrats and your bestie and her hubby get to party."

"Did you need something?" Cameron asked politely.

"Oh, I get Polite Cameron today. Well, I have a patient who needs an experimental drug."

Cameron sighed. "But you don't have a definitive diagnosis so you need me to help you get said experimental drug."

"Yep. Since you turned the clinic over to the residents and their advisors, I'll trade you two hours with the kid for it."

Cameron felt the rage build up in her and struggled to keep her voice level. "I will not use our daughter as a negotiation tool and neither will you. Do you understand? Ava is a person. Your daughter."

House's lips thinned out and his eyes glinted. "Fine. What do I have to do to get the drug?"

"Tell me the name of it and I'll see what I can do."

"Laquinamod."

Cameron nodded.

He turned on his heel and walked out. Cameron slumped in her chair and put her head in her hands.

"We need some kind of an intervention," Wilson told Ro at the end of their consult.

"For whom?"

"House and Cameron, who else?"

"Right. And what do you suppose we do? House clearly has no intention of being with her. While he loves Ava, he felt that Cameron somehow tricked him, even though we know that's not the case," Ro responded.

"Do we? I mean we're talking about a woman who kept her dead husband's sperm. She clearly wanted kids, and then ended up pregnant. That's a little convenient, don't you think?" Wilson asked.

"Of course you'd take House's side. You're his right hand man, after all."

"Be that as it may, we need to do something."

Ro shrugged and threw up her hands. "I have no idea what."

"Oh come on. You helped get them together in the first place. Remember the Monster Truck date you conveniently backed out of at the last minute?"

"So did you."

"Well it worked, didn't it?"

"It set things in motion but it wasn't what got them together," Ro told him.

"What we need is for House to realize what an ass he's being about this."

Ro shook her head. "He already knows he's an ass. What he needs to realize is how good a father he could be to Ava and that she needs him in her life. She already thinks the sun rises and sets for him."

"True. So how do we go about it so it's subtle?" Wilson asked her and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I don't know, other than getting House to babysit Ava more often, thus having him bring her back to Cameron at the end of the day."

They sat silently for a few minutes.

"Do you think House still loves Cameron?" Ro asked.

Wilson nodded. "I don't think he ever stopped."

"I don't think so either. And I know Al still loves House. I'll talk to her. Feel things out."

"Talk to House while you're at it."

"Why me?" Ro groaned.

"You're the shrink. I'm sure you can do it without making it obvious."

"Yeah, right. And you're his friend. You know he'll see right through that. So, who else will he listen to?" Ro asked.

Wilson thought a moment and then smiled. "His own daughter. She's just like him. It's kind of scary. I thought she'd be just like Cameron but she isn't. Ava is House's Mini Me."

"She's six!" Ro exclaimed. "You can't put that much responsibility on a child no matter how smart, manipulative or callous she is. Which she is, by the way."

Wilson leaned toward Ro. "I saw her in jeans, a t-shirt and Nikes the other day. It was eerie. All she needed was a little cane."

"Why do you think Allie makes her wear dresses most of the time?"

Wilson sighed. "I may as well tell you that House plans to try to give Cameron money for Ava again. He wants me to go with him this weekend. He does love Ava but for some reason he just can't spend more than an hour with her."

"Oh, not the money again," Ro sighed. "Al hates that and they just end up fighting. Kendra will be there this weekend, too. Of course it might do her good to see that not every mommy and daddy is as happy as hers."

"I can talk to Ava while House and Cameron are slugging it out." Wilson told her. "Maybe she actually does have a solution to this."

Ro grinned. "It can't hurt. It would serve them both right if their own daughter brought them back together."

Wilson laughed.