Yay! Here we go my beloved readers!
The sequel you've all been waiting for!
Reading this without reading 'Falling For A Prank' first is highly discouraged.
Here we go!
P.S-House is off the Vicodin! Yippee for him!
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Summary: Sequel to Falling For A Prank. Placed 18 years in the future. How will House deal with a 16 and a half year old daughter who is a stubborn as him. Also someone mysterious from his past has turned up, will his marriage with Cameron last the intruder?
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Chapter 1- Like Father, Like Daughter
House woke up when a sharp pain shot through his leg.
Sitting up slowly he rubbed at his leg and decide that this morning he was going to need some Tylenol.
Sighing, he fell back against his pillow.
Rolling over he stared at the empty side of the bed next to him.
Where was Allison?
Getting up he limped to the door.
Using the wall for support he hobbled to the kitchen.
Grabbing a glass from the cabinet above the bench he filed it with water and retrieved the Tylenol from the medicine box.
Shaking three small round pills from the child proof container, House swallowed them quickly, dousing them with the glass of water.
Leaning against the bench he waited for the drugs to take effect.
It was at this time he always missed Vicodin, the way it burned going down then the way the relief came like a warm breeze settling over his body.
House shook his head. That was along time ago. It had been over 17 years since he'd last had Vicodin yet the memory stuck close to him.
House continued on his walk through the home, looking for Allison.
Soon he reached the lounge, where the only light came from the TV in the centre of the room.
House walked to the couch where he saw a petite frame sprawled on it.
Looking down he took in the beautiful sight that lay before him.
She was curled up in a perfect ball, probably from the cold and her mink brown hair that fell in soft waves was spread out on the pillow that her head was laid on.
"Hey"
A pair of hands wrapped themselves around his waist.
House leaned back into his wife's embrace.
"Hey", he whispered back.
Escaping Allison's seeking hands he spun her around to hug her from behind.
Allison tipped her head back to receive her morning kiss.
House kissed her on the mouth then let his lips travel down her face to the base of her neck.
Allison sighed with happiness and leaned her head back to sit under House's chin which he rested on top of her head.
Their bodies fitted perfectly together. House entwined his hands in Allison's and they stood watching their beautiful 16 and a half year old daughter, Addie, sleep on the couch.
"Coffee?", Allison whispered.
House nodded gently and Allison detached herself from him to switch on the coffee machine.
After switching on the coffee maker and getting out three mugs Allison re-entered the lounge room in time to witness a touching scene. As she watched, House grabbed the blanket of the back of the couch and cover up Addie's cold body.
She smiled as she watched him gently caress her check and move some hair of her face.
House turned and caught her eye.
She smiled at him and he smiled back, poking his tongue out at her.
Cameron felt a rush of warmth, it had taken awhile when they first had Addie for House to show emotion and love without worrying about being judged. He now showed his softer side often and every time he did Allison was filled with warmth.
Walking back into the kitchen, Allison poured coffee into the three mugs.
Adding two sugars to one she handed the mug to House.
He accepted it eagerly and she watched him drink remembering the memories with that mug.
It was lopsided, cracked and painted in a cute little kiddie way and beyond all doubt House treasured it more that anything.
Addie had come home from a summer camp when she was eight.
She had handed it to House with a huge smile and eyes that worried wether he would accept it.
House had always loved it, especially that words so carefully yet so messily painted on one side.
I love you, dady.
House caught Allison staring at the mug.
"What are you thinking about?", he whispered softly.
Allison shook her head and smiled, "Just all the different memories around that mug".
House laughed, "Do you remember when she was fourteen and she wanted to date the Denny guy and I wouldn't let her?"
Allison nodded, "Danny, and yeah"
She laughed remembering the thug that had tried to take Addie out on a date and House wouldn't let him in the house or Addie out.
She sobered remembering those fateful three words she had yelled.
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"Ayden Rose House I said NO", Houses voice thundered through the home.
Addie turned and yelled back with as much force, " You don't know him! You don't know anything about him!"
Running into the kitchen Addie threw open a cupboard and grabbed that much loved mug of the shelf.
Addie picked it up high and in front of House threw it to the ground.
"I hate you!", she screamed before running to her bedroom.
House stood shocked, his face paled and his eyes wide.
Allison came forward and wrapped her arms around him.
He let his body fall into her embrace.
Allison hugged his body to hers and she looked quickly at his face when she felt his body begin to shake.
A few tears ran down his cheeks and Allison could tell he was holding more back.
"She hates me", he gasped.
Allison shook her head, "No, no she just upset."
House shook his head vigorously, "But she said it".
"Its OK", Allison rubbed his back and crooned to him, "She doesn't mean it"
House shrugged and the tears continued to fall. From the kitchen they could hear Addie's tears which resounded emptily through the home.
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Addison shook her head remembering the days that had followed that night.
The night when Addie had come home drunk and crying her soul out because Danny had broken up with here it was House who had sat with her and held her and sewn back together her heart.
Allison remembered how they'd made a day of re-gluing the mug.
"You're miles away"
Allison glanced up at House, who now stood barely centimetres from her.
Allison let her body fall forward into his embrace.
House wrapped his arms around her and let his hands ran over her back and lower.
Allison pulled out of his arms and he smirked as she hit him.
"Come here", House told her sexily.
Allison smiled and leaned forward as House placed his hands on her small waist.
She ran her hands through his hair roughly and responded to the hard kisses.
"Eww", a voice came from the doorway, "Only child standing right here".
House looked over Allison's shoulder, "Hey! You're the one that said you wanted a little sister".
Addie shuddered, "That's gross. Mom, hit him please".
Allison complied to the request and House received a blow in the chest.
"Oww", House moaned clutching his chest, "My masculinity".
"What masculinity?", Addie asked with a twinkle in her eye.
"Oh, now that's just low!", House turned to Allison, "Mom! Can you hit her please!", he micked Addie.
Allison put her hands up, "I am not getting into this. Coffee sweetie?", she asked Addie.
"Already had mine thanks", House responded for her.
For his input he received two whacks.
"Hey!", he turned accusingly on Allison, "I thought you weren't getting into this?"
Allison pointed a finger at Addie, "Me?", she asked with fake astonishment, "She hit you harder!"
"Yeah, but you hit him twice", Addie replied.
Allison shrugged, "True"
Handing a cup of coffee to Addie, Allison couldn't help but notice her eyes and reflect for the millionth time how much they suited her.
Addie had a condition called heterochromia which meant she had two different coloured eyes.
One of her eyes was a deep brown that showed her soft side, the side most like Allison.
The other eye was a crystal blue and that showed her stubborn side, the side most like House.
Allison was shocked the way Addie could go from being sweet and gentle to stubborn and angry in a few seconds.
Allison knew her personality was more like House's.
She liked to be the lead person, she was stubborn beyond belief, could get very grumpy at times and of course and House's sense of humour.
Allison was very happy that she at least got a few redeeming qualities from herself.
She was caring, she had a kind spirit and she was helpful and loving but like House she had a hard time trusting people and showing her emotions.
"Mom?"
Allison looked over at the two most important people in her life.
They stood the same height and held the same posture.
The only thing different about them was their faces and hair.
House's was well Houses and Addie's fell like Allison, wavy and rich brown.
Addie's facial features had come from Allison. The button nose, the same eye and lip shape, the way she got laughter lines when she giggled and the same cheekbones.
"Mom?", Addie called again, "Where were you?"
Allison smiled at her sixteen and a half year old, "Just going over how alike you guys are".
Addie and House looked at each other.
They pointed at each other and both responded with.
"He started it", "She started it"
They all laughed.
As the three broke up to get ready for the days task Allison smiled.
"Like father, like daughter"
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TBC
R&R
I'm pretty happy with this chapter.
Please review and give me ideas on how this story should go.
I felt like this chapter came more from Allison's point of view than House's.
Do you guys like that better? Or do you like it from House's point of view?
I tried to put a bit more humour in this fic!