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"Come on push." House egged on his girlfriend.
Screams and heavy breathing filled up the room with whitewashed walls. Sweat covered her hair line, as she squeezed House's hand.
"One final push." Doctor Morris said.
Cameron nodded. "Okay." She got a breath. "Okay." She pushed.
The sound of a baby's cry filled the room. It was the most gorgeous thing either of them had heard.
"It's a girl." The doctor smiled.
A daughter.' House thought, with a goofy grin.
"Want to cut the cord?" He asked House.
House nodded, he let go of a beaming Cameron's hand and cut the cord. The nurse's took the infant, cleaned her up, sized and checked her out. She was eight and a half pounds and eighteen inches long. She had her father's eye colour, lips, and long fingers and toes. Her mother's eye shape, nose, and ears. Her hair was long; almost two inches and chocolaty brown. House kissed Cameron's forehead, when nurse Claudia brought the newborn over, and handed her to Cameron.
"She's in great health. Perfect little girl." Claudia smiled.
"Yes she is." Cameron gave her daughter a kiss.
"We're going to give you three some privacy." Morris said, before leaving. The team of nurses followed.
"She is truly gorgeous." Cameron beamed bright.
"Like her father." House joked.
Cameron rolled her eyes. "Let's just hope you don't inherit your daddy's sense of humor, or lack their of."
"Hey!" House laughed. "Or your mommy's butt."
Cameron shot him a look.
"What? We don't need men chasing her. Since she looks like you, it's bound to happen." He grinned.
"Yeah." After awhile. "Want to hold her?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
Cameron fixed her blanket, and handed her over, he gently took her.
"Hey Princess."
Cameron had never seen him so happy. After watching them for a few minutes, she spoke. "We still have to name her."
"What about Bonnie Blue?" He half-joked.
"Funny."
"What? It's a pretty name."
"Yes it is, and from Gone With The Wind."
"Dang, I was hoping you wouldn't catch on to that." The little girl grabbed his finger.
"What about the name we talked about?" She sat up in the uncomfortable hospital bed.
"London?" He asked.
"Yeah. But have that as her middle name." Cameron answered.
"What about her first?"
"Well, we talked a bit about Emily, but what about Emileigh? We can call her Emily for short."
"Emileigh London House." He watched, as his daughter motioned her mouth; it kind of looked like a smile. "I think we like it." He ran his finger along his daughter's soft hair, feeling her soft spot. He loved how her hair curled a little at the ends.
"Are you glad we kept the sex a secret?" She asked.
"Yeah, although you sure had fun making me wait. I think you knew all along." He raised an eyebrow at her.
She softly laughed. "I did not." Cameron took a hold her daughter's hand. "We make one perfect baby."
"That would be your doing." He sat down on the side of the bed next to her.
"No." She smiled. "She is our's. She's the best part's of both of us."
House kissed her lip's, and handed back to her mom, making the blue scrub's and her white hospital gown rustled when they connected. "I'm going to go tell everyone. My mom's plane should've already arrived."
She nodded and ran her right hand along his scruff. "I love you." She yawned.
"I love you." He kissed the forehead's of the two woman he loved more than his life.
"You can let your mom and Wilson in first. I know if Wilson isn't one of the one's to come in first, he's going to whine."
House nodded with a agree'd laugh, before limping out of the room. He made his way to the waiting room, were everyone they knew was sitting in blue chairs. Waiting nervously. Once he appeared, they all stood up. House stared at them with a blank expression for a minute. They were all silently blinking at him.
"It's a girl." He finally announced.
Everyone cheered with big goofy smiles.
Wilson was the first to arrive at House's side. He gave his best friend a hug, House just stood their with his arms to his sides. "Congrat's buddy."
Blythe, House's mom, walked up and hugged him. "How are they?"
"Great. You can go in." He looked at Wilson. "After her you can."
Wilson nodded, Blythe walked into the room, as Cuddy walked up to House. "Congrat's." She hugged him.
He gave her a awkward hug back. "Thanks. I should get back in there, before my mom tries to adopt her."
Cuddy laughed. "You'll let us known when she's in the nursery so we can all see her right?"
He nodded, before limping back in the room just as Cameron was introducing his little girl to his mom.
"This is your granddaughter, Emileigh London House. We'll call her Emily for short."
"That's a unique name, I love it. Very pretty." She held out her arm's. "Can I hold her?"
"Of course." Cameron handed over the baby in the pink blanket over.
House walked up to them. "How are my three favourite ladies?"
"Oh Gregory, she's precious."
"Like her grandma." House added.
Blythe didn't look up from the little bundle in her arms. "Stop sucking up Greg."
Cameron softly laughed, and House glared at her. After a few minute's Wilson knocked on the two large door, holding a pink bear with a with ribbon around it's neck, a boutique of roses.
"Can I come in?" He peeked his head in.
House looked at him. "You're already in."
Wilson walked up to them, he handed Cameron the bear and roses. "For mommy and baby."
Cameron smiled, taking them. "Thank you."
"Oh, she's beautiful." Wilson smiled down at the baby, as Blythe handed her to him. "What'd you guy's name her."
"James. It's the girliest name we know." House smirked.
Wilson glared at him.
"We named her Emileigh London House. For short, Emily."
"That's pretty Allison. It suit's her." He kissed the baby's temple. "Little Emily."
Cameron gave House a nod, he knew what it meant. He tapped the rubber part of his cane against the glossy floor. He cleared his throat. "So Wilson, Cam was wondering..."
She cut him off. "No."
House rolled his eyes. "We were wondering if you'd be Emily's... you know."
He did know. "Her what?" He wanted House to say it.
"You tell him." He nodded to Cameron then to Wilson.
"Your idea, you do it."
House rolled his eyes, with a huff. "Her godfather."
Wilson smiled at the word's. "Of course."
Cameron smiled, as her daughter yawned. "I think it's time to feed her, and put her down."
"You need to get some rest too dear." Blythe interjected.
"I will Mrs. House."
"What did I tell you about that?" Blythe gave her a stern look. House stood behind his mom, giving Cameron a 'nenner-nenner' silent laugh. "Greg stop that."
He immediately stopped. "Yes ma'am."
Both Wilson and Cameron laughed. "Sorry, Blythe." Cameron corrected.
Blythe nodded, and motioned Wilson out with her. "We'll leave you too."
Wilson handed his goddaughter to House. "Later."
They watched them leave, Cameron scooted over and House laid beside her. Cameron began feeding her daughter.
"Any chance I can get the left one?"
She scrunched up her nose. "You're disgusting."
He shrugged. "That's your opinion."
"No. I think that's everybody's opinion."
A nurse came in just, as Cameron finished, and took Emileigh to the hospital nursery. Cameron softly begging the nurse to stay. House went and told everyone that she was in nursery. He came back and laid with her, shortly after, they both feel asleep. After a few day's in the hospital they headed home. They didn't go shopping since they kept the sex a secret, they left the hospital with a few thing's their friend's bought them. Diapers, wipes, a few outfit's. Wilson bought them a brown and pink car seat with matching stroller. The first night was rough, they didn't get much sleep, especially since they didn't have a crib or anything at all for Emily. They woke up the next morning, and headed off to Wal*Mart to get some shopping done. They were relieved Cuddy gave them two week's off to adjust. House hook the car seat to the car seat holder's attached to one of the shopping cart's. He set his weight on the cart, as he pushed it. They headed to the baby section of the store.
"Oh, this is nice." Cameron looked at the cherry wood crib on the picture of the brown box. House nodded, as she put the box in the cart. She grabbed a matching diaper changing table and dresser. Just about filling House's cart. "I'll be right back, we need another cart." She came back a minute later. "Okay, what else do we need?" She asked herself out loud.
"Besides everything. I'm guessing bedding for the crib."
"Right." They turned the corner and looked on the other side of the shelf from where the crib's are.
"What about this?" House held up a pink flowered designed bed set.
"Too girlie."
"You know she is a girl, right?" He asked, sarcastically.
"Yes House, I do know."
"This?" He held out another bag.
"Winnie-the-Pooh, eh. I like it, but Winnie-The-Pooh has been done to death."
House rolled his eyes, and tossed it back. He laughed, as he saw his daughter making bubbles with her spit. He wiped away the bubbles with his thumb, rubbing it off on his jeans. "So, what do you want?"
"I don't know." She tapped a finger against her chin.
"What about this? It's pink and brown, it matches her car seat."
"Cute but no."
He sighed throwing the bag on the shelf. He looked at his daughter. "She's impossible to please, unless it's in the sack."
"House!"
He looked up above the top of the car seat. "What?" He gave her a innocent smile.
"Don't tell her that."
He pointed at the baby playing with his car keys. "She's a day old, it's not going to traumatize her."
"You as her dad, she'll be traumatized by something you say."
He softly hit her cart with his. "Bitch." He smiled.
"Ass." She playfully said back.
He laughed, as she picked up a bag, and read the label out loud. "Child of Mine Ballerina Garden 3pc Crib Bedding Set. What about this?"
"Why am I not surprised you like that."
"What do you mean?"
He pointed at the brown creature in a ballerina outfit around flower's. "That."
"It's a monkey." She said excitedly.
"Yeah, which is something your obsessed with."
She laughed. "Well, I like it." She put it in House's cart, filling it up. She grabbed a matching lamp and a few pictures that went with it.
She grabbed a changing table cushion, bibs, clothes, bottles, wash cloths, little monkey hooded robe towel; which he shook his head to, bottle washer, formula, diapers, shoes, wipes, burp rags. She couldn't find the bath tub's. She stopped a male worker.
"Excuse me, where are the bath tub's?"
"Over here." He lead them a few isle's over. "Shopping with your dad, that's great." He grinned at Cameron.
House's grip over the cart handle grew tight. "Hey, I'm her dad." He pointed at the now sleeping Emily.
The worker looked at House then at Cameron, who just nodded with smile. "I'm sorry." He hung his head. "Here are the tub's." He ran off.
Cameron laughed. "Okay, let's see." She grabbed a pink tub with a sling, putting it into her cart.
She grabbed a few things of Johnson's shampoo, lotion, A+D Diaper Rash ointment, baby oil, body wash, Safety 1st Deluxe Health care & Groom Kit, Bedtime Lotion and wash, baby powder. She grabbed a some binky's, a monkey mobile for the crib, and toys. A few rattlers, bouncer's, play mat's, and a swing, and a few plush and linkable toys. They paid and left the store more than two thousand dollar's poorer. It being noon, they went to lunch. House was pretty silent.
"What's wrong?" She grabbed his hand from across the diner table with her free hand, startling him.
"Huh?"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
She gave him a look.
"That dumb ass though I was your dad."
She rolled her eyes, pulling her hand away, and began eating again. She other hand was occupied, feeding their daughter from her car seat.
"Do I look that damn old?"
"No." She took a bit of her salad, avoiding eye contact.
"Than why can't you look at me?" He raised a brow at him.
"Because I don't want to have this dang conversation with you again. You saying, I'm old enough to be your dad what do you see in me? Why are you with a old guy like me? etc. It get's old." She set down her fork, when she saw his head was tilted down. "I love you." She grabbed his hand again, he looked up at her. "Like I have said, countless times before. I don't care about your age, that number means crap to me. I don't want that to be what we're about. We are two people, two doctor's, who found each other. I became blessed when I walked into your office that day. You are my boyfriend, the love of my life, the father to my daughter. The man that I can't see not being in my life. Greg, you are my world. And your not a old man. You still got a few years before that." She gave him a sly smile, hoping to lighten the mood.
He smiled, and looked at their daughter in the booth seat across from him, beside the woman he loved more than any other woman before. "But."
"Don't want to hear it."
He gave her hand a squeeze. "I just can't see my life without you and now without her too."
"Well, good thing neither of us are going anywhere." She smiled.
He sat up and leaned across the table, and gave her a kiss. "Your a pain."
She smiled, and nodded. "Right back at you." She gave him a wink.
He softly laughed and sat back down. He looked at Emily. "Your mom's nasty."
She playfully hit his arm. "Hey now!"
He laughed. "What now? It was a compliment."
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Sorry, this chapter is soo short. I had written it long, and then as I'm typing the whole thing vanished. Even though I copied it, for some reason my dang computer did not save. Sorry it's a bad beginning, but I'm a bit upset that I wrote for three hour's and none of it was saved. Hope you enjoyed anyway. :)