A/N: This is my first ever storey I have written outside of school stuff so please be nice. This chapter is definitely going to be the longest since its like an introduction. Hope u enjoy it and if you read it please review.

Disclaimer: Do you think if I got a job and saved up for ages I would have enough money to buy House and especially Hugh Laurie. Just let me see if hes for sale on ebay. Nope, darn it. Oh well, I'll just go spiralling into the depths of depression now! (joking!)

Chapter One

Gary had grown up well. His Mom had always been nice too him and even though he hadn't been his dad all his life James was also pretty cool.

"Happy birthday Gary!" Mom and James had come around to Gary's apartment to celebrate his 27th birthday. Gary's blue emerald eyes sparkled in delight as he blew the candles out on his cake. Later on when his mom was saying goodbye he finally asked the burning question he had wanted to know since 18 years.

"Who is my real dad?"

Jennifer Watson sighed. She knew Gary would want to know one day. It was hard. Tars fell down her cheek and she looked at her son deeply. He was growing up and he looked more and more like his dad every year. His jeans and skateshoes were well worn and his the beatles tee clung to his well toned bod. He was much taller than her now and his mussed brown hair was getting a bit to long for her liking.

"Well its a long story. When i was about 19 I met this guy in a bar named Greg. He was pretty goodlooking in a different sort of way and he was very funny, just like you."

"Oh, dont put me on a pedastal Mom. I only taught Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie what they know today "

"You have his eyes, ya know? I went back to his house" She began to feel embaressed talking about these adult things with her only son. "Well, you can guess what happened. I never saw him again and 9 months you were born."

Gary was shocked. His mom had slept around at 19! he tried to remain calm but his stomech had butterflies in it.

"Gary. His name is Gregory House. He works in Princeton as a world famous diagnoser. I havent heard from him and all Ive heard just says it is just as well he is so good at his job or he definitely wouldnt be in charge of a department there."

Gary was once again in shock. His jaw almost dropped to the floor. This was mainly becausehe was a doctor as well. In fact he headed the cancer department in a big hospital in New York. Many there referred to him as brilliant. You see Gary had always been very smart and briany. He had graduated school and uni early and still topped all his classes. However people didn't mind to much because he was always modest about his extra brain power. He was genuinaly a nice guy and he had lots of friends.

That night Gary went home to think. He thought a lot and finally decided he wanted to meet his dad. He wondered what he would actualy be like, He thought even more then went to bed. The next morning he got a plane to Princeton and went to a real estate agency to get a place near the hospital. Unfotunately no such place existed. Oh well he thought and with a wry grin added, I hope theres an opening at the hospital. Otherwise there'll be no beer for me his month. He found the name of the hospital in the phone directory and rang the Dean, named Lisa Cuddy. He clutched at his stomach and tried to get rid of the nervous feeling he felt. Everything was sudden.

"hello Dr Cuddy?"

"Speaking"

"I would like a position at the hospital please."

"Just a second please, I need to have a look at our records"

"Okay"

Gary got out his gameboy and quickly played a level before Lisa came back to the phone.

"Umm. Whoever you are.. Actually that reminds me. I need a name and current job."

"My names Gary Watson and Im or rather was, the head of the cancer department, at New York Hospital."

"Oh okay. That should be fine. Come in tomorrow and you can sign the papers and stuff."

"Thanks"

He hung up and went to a hotel, he needed somewhere to stay. Hopefully after he met his dad he would be able to stay with Him.

The next morning Gary got up early and got ready, dressin himself in his good jeans, The who tshirt and a collared blue shirt over the top with a black suit jacket. He put some mouse in his hair, styling it so it looked natural then walked out the door briefcase in hand. When he got to the hospital he was suddenly feeling very excited. He couldnt wait, he was going to meet his dad after so long!

He walked spritely to the door marker Dr Lisa Cuddy and knocked twice before entering cautiously. A nice looking lady dressed quiet strangely for someone in her position but never the less was beautiful smiled at him and held his eyes. As she did so he thought she noticed a frown cross her face but she shook her head slightly. She looked over his outfit and grinned.

"Wait" she said "are you a misanthropic bastard?"

"No I'm just Gary" he smirked sarcastically.

"I so have someone you need to meet."

Gary signed a few papers and found a lab coat. He is getting way more butterflies now. Dr Cuddy leads him outside and they walked into an office nearby marked Gregory House. Gary took a deep breathe.

Cuddy shouted out "house!" and he shouted back "Present ma'am"

Gary couldn't look at the owner of the mystery voice. He knew it was his dad.

"Ive got someone for you to meet House"

"Did Angelina Jolie finally respond to my invite?"

"Ha. No. A young guy here whos egoing to work in the cancer department and he just reminds me of you."

"Lucky him"

"Dont flatter yourself House. Hes much nicer than you've ever been."

House got up and hobbled over to Cuddy. "Impossible."

House looked Gary over and he looked up Their eyes met and Gary nearly fainted. Fast forward 20 years, add some stubble and a cane and they would be identical. House's jaw dropped to the floor in shock. Cuddy smiled.

"Okay gary. You make your way to the cancer department when your done meeting House."

Gary smiled as Cuddy left. He sits down at the conference table and indicates for House to do the same. "So who exactly are you?" House said curiously.

"My names Gary Watson, I'm 27 and was head of the Caner Department in New York"

"Not bad for 27"

"I graduated young"

He could see Houses mind ticking over and connecting the dots.

"So Gary. What ya interested in?"

"Well, i'm multilanguages, I'm in a band..."

House's ears perked up in interest."What do ya play?"

"Piano usually but I like guitar as well."

"Nice"

House looked him over again then jumped up as realization hit him. Gary was his son! How had 27 years gone past without him knowing? God Gary looked like him. He subconscioussly backed away a bit. Gary spoke "yeh I guess you've got it. My mum's name is Jennifer. Apparently you met in a bar at about 20. You left the next mourning and she couldnt get in contact with you to tell you about me."

"so" House paused "You came to Princeton to meet me?"

"Yep and Ive got a job here as a cancer doctor!"

"Well I guess I'd better introduce to my pal Jimmy."

"Whos he? Your only friend?" Gary said sarcastically. He had inherited his fathers biting wit.

"Ha, he is head of the bald kid department so I guess he'll be your boss. C'mon, he's office is next door."

They walked into the office and House introduced him to James Wilson. He looked from House to Gary then back to House and raised his eyebrow inquiringly.

"Hi. I didn't realize it was 'Dress up like a House Day'. I wouldn't have shaved."

"it defines me Jim" he ran a hand over his two day growth with pride.

"House, he looks just like you."

"Did you learn about genetics in school did you? Wow, your observation skills amaze me!"

"Very funny. Is he related to you or something? Why is he here"?

"Well Jim. Hes your new worker. Apparentley he headed this department in New York"

"But your so young!" said Wilson.

Gary smiled. "maybe you're just getting old."

Wilson rolled his eyes. Great, a mini house.

House spoke up again. "And guess what? He is related. He is my son!"

Wilsons jaw dropped to the ground in shock and he sputtered. "What... What the hell?"

House put an arm around Gary. "We are like bestest buds now. He even plays in a band!"

Wilson sat down and put his head in his hands. Oh god House has a son! Hopefully he wasn't as damaged. He was obviously extremly smart and he must have some compassion if he liked working in the cancer department. How would House cope with having a son? More importantly how would Gary cope with having a father like Gregory House?

After they went back to the diagnosal room House explained to him about the hospital and Gary asked him a few questions most of them about his leg but House felt he had to answer his son.

"So House. Is it OK if I call you dad?"

House chuckled. "I guess but not around others. I have a reputation to keep."

Gary didn't know how he would re-act to the next question. "Umm, I dont have a place to stay. Can i move in with you Dad?

House took a vicoden and Gary looked at him funnily with his crystal blue eyes. House took a minute of silence then said grumpily "I guess but only if you buy the grog."

"Fine with me! Gary grinned maniacally. Gary continues "parlez-vous Francais?"

"Oui"

What other languages do ya speak?"

"Hindi, Mandarin and Black."

"Black?"

"Y'know. Shizzle my hizzle dawg. Like that."

I speak french, Spanish and mandarine. Do you play an instrument?"

"The triangle?"

"Seriously?"

"and the guitar and my pet piano. I have one at home. Its real nice and you can use it if you want."

House and Gary got permission from Lisa to leave early and they went to the house to set the couch up for Gary. They had chinese for dinner and then played a duet together and watched an episode of General Hospital and then went to bed. House and Gary both had good dreams that night dreams of all the good things they could see in the future.