Disclaimer: I don't own House. Wish i did though.
Christening
A doctor placed the newborn baby boy in his mother's arms.
"What should we call him, John?" Blythe House asked her husband.
"Eric?" he suggested.
"Too short?" she said, suggesting, "Robert?"
"Too pretensious," replied John, suggesting, "Alex?"
"Too bisexual. James?"
"Too Jewish. Cameron?"
"Unorginal. Daniel?"
"Too preachy. Wilson?"
"That's the name of my brother."
"Yes or no, Blythe."
"No. Gregory?"
"Sounds like a doctor's name--Gregory House."
"I like it."
"Fine. He'll call him Gregory."
"It's a girl!" announced Alice Cameron excitedly over the phone to her sister, Rose.
"What's her name? I hope it's not Alyssa--we're going to name our future daughter that."
"Never fear, Rose," replied Alice.
"So what is it?" demanded Rose.
"Allison."
"'Allison Cameron.' Sounds like the name of a doctor."
"I hope she becomes an actress."
"Like me? The thought is sweet, sis, but I wouldn't advise that. I have a horrible sex life."
"Whatever. I've got to call mom."
"Wow. You called me before mom?!?!"
Rowan Chase watched helpless as his hours old son was rushed to NICU. Mary Dee called to him, causing Doctor Chase to turn his back on newborn Robert as the doctorsmoved out of view with the seizing infant boy.
"Robert will make it, MD," Rowan promised his wife.
"How can you be so sure, Rowan? You're a rheumatiologist, not an intensivist," retorted Mary Dee.
"He's our son."
Rodney Foreman felt nervous. Him, nervous? What could make him nervous?
His month-old son meeting the crazy next-door neighbor, perhaps?
"'Eric Foreman' sounds like a doctor's name," remarked old Mrs. Kats, who had a year to live, according to the doctors.
"With the way things are..." Sarah Foreman began, but Rodney's attention had drifted back to the sermon he was working on for next Sunday.
"Lisa Cuddy sounds like the name of a doctor in one of your stories, Kathy," joked Mark Cuddy to his wife, Kathy.
"Mark, if Lisa becomes a doctor, it will not be because of her name. It will be because of her nature, her personality. A doctor is born, not made," replied Kathy. She'd opened her mouth to say more, but then her heart just stopped beating. Just like that, she died.
moments moments moments
How am I supposed to raise two girls all by myself? Mark thought to himself as the lid of the coffin containing the now lifeless body of Kathy Cuddy, his wife and high school sweetheart.
"Daniel, David, Judith, meet your new baby brother, James Evan Wilson," said Jesse Wilson, the proud father of this brood.
"James Evan Wilson sounds like a doctor's name," remarked Daniel, the eldest.
"It runs in the family," replied Judith, now the second youngest with the birth of James.
A/N: What do you think?