Baby?

Greg got up from his couch and limped to the door. He tried to imagine who was ringing the bell, he assumed it was James. It normally was.

He slowly opened the door. "Cuddy?" If she could use one word to describe the look on his face it was pure confusion. She smiled. "You called in sick. I wanted to see if you were lying. Well… and how you were doing." His face softened. "Oh."

He continued, "Come in." She put her arms down and walked past him and into her apartment. "So…" she said as she took off her coat and put it on the arm of the chair.

"You look sick, are you feeling okay?" He rolled his eyes. "Yes Mom. I'm fine. I just got caught in the rain last night and well I feel like crap now. But, that's the price I pay." Greg sniffled. She looked at him questioningly, "Why were you in the rain?"

"It's a long story." He thought for a minute.

7:56 last night

It was 2 days since Lisa had the Jewish ceremony for her baby. Greg got up and limped to the closet to get his leather jacket as he had decided to go to Lisa's house. He wanted to explain to her that he was sorry he didn't go. He knew she wanted him there. He wanted to be apart of her baby's life, her life. He just never knew how to say it.

He wanted this because he loves Lisa. He didn't even know how she felt but he told himself it wasn't worth losing her again. So with that thought he left his apartment.

But when he pulled up to the gas station to get some gas it began to rain. After that everything started to go wrong. First his bike wouldn't start when he was leaving, then his leg began to hurt, and to top it all off James wasn't answering his phone.

So he sat there in the rain for a few hours before James answered his phone. By then he was socking wet and had a bad headache and a chill. When James helped him restart his bike he asked why he was out in the rain.

"So House, do I wanna know why you're out here?" Greg rolled his eyes. "I was on my way to the bank. I'm broke so I figured I'd rob it," he said seriously. James stopped what he was doing and looked up at Greg. "Wait you wouldn't be down here for no reason, Lisa's house is around the corner. You were on your way to Lisa's house. Yeah you were I can tell by the look on your face. Whenever I talk about her you get that look. That 'my girl' James Bond look."

Greg looked down at his bike. "You have no idea what you are talking about. First of all she's not my girl." James took off his hood because his hair was already wet on account of the water seeping through and looked Greg in the eye. "I stand by my first conclusion. This is wrong you two deserve each other."

"Alright I was going to go to her house." James nodded for him to continue as he sat down on Greg's sopping wet motorcycle. With a sigh Greg sat next to him on the seat. "I wanted to tell her… I'm sorry I didn't go. I know she wanted me there." James looked up at Greg, he was looking at the rainfall. "There's more I can tell. You haven't let out a huge sigh yet."

"Fine. I might as well spill my guts my foot's already in my mouth. I do want to be apart of her baby's life. What you said the other day it was true. I do want to be there for her. I always have." James wiped the stinging water out of his eyes. "Wow. What can I say?"

Greg sighed heavily. "Happy?" He looked over at the men who were closing the gas station store. "Actually yes. Are you still going to go?" Greg looked down at his sopping converse. "No I'm socked. I'll tell her tomorrow."

"Okay. Let's see if we can get this thing going again Greg." They got up and Greg started it up after a few seconds of crossed fingers. It started perfectly.

She looked at him. "Are you okay you just spaced out?" He shook his head and looked down at her, "Yeah, sorry. Do you want some coffee?" She nodded, "Please." He limped into the kitchen and grabbed two mugs.

A few seconds later he came back in with two steaming mugs of coffee and lightly handed one to her. "Ere you go."

They both sat down together on the couch. Greg felt tense because he didn't know what to say. Lisa noticed his uneasiness. "Uhm… so are you going to be in work tomorrow?" He looked over at her shyly. "Yeah hopefully." She smiled, "Only if you feel better." He nodded as he looked away. All confidence he had was now gone and he couldn't find the words to tell her how he felt. It was like he forgot how to talk.

"Yup." They sat there in silence for a few moments and sipped their coffees. Then Lisa spoke, "It's really raining out now maybe I should get going?" She found that they both didn't get up. Instead they sat there watching each other.

She began to stand up. "Lisa…" he said and touched her arm as she got up. She looked down at him hopeful. "Never mind. It's not important." She rinsed her mug in the kitchen ready to break into tears. He couldn't do it, she thought.

He kicked himself mentally all the way to the door as he followed Lisa. She put her jacket on and started for the door, which he opened for her.

"Thanks Greg. Get better please." She leaned in and hugged him. He was tense at first but then he held her close to him. "No. Thank you Lisa. Don't worry I'll be fine." He let her go. Their eyes locked before she turned and walked away. He yelled down the hall to her, "Stay warm."

~0~

Greg walked into work with 2 boxes of tissues in his backpack. Before walking to his office he stopped at James'. Surprised that he bothered to knock James left room in the doorway for Greg to walk in. He limped in and put his cane on the table and sat in his couch. "Hey," James said to Greg. Greg hung his head low between his knees with arms crossed.

"Well I take it you didn't tell her. Either that or you've changed your mind." Greg shrugged, "She came over my house last night to ask if I was okay. I was so close to telling her, but I froze and I couldn't do it."

James sat at his desk watching Greg. "You'll be able to do it. Don't worry and don't… worry." Greg looked up at him and laughed, "Thanks."

Greg got up and limped to the door, "I got work to do. Are we still on for tonight?" James nodded as Greg turned and walked out. Once he was at the elevators he sighed, "I just need to get through today." Before the elevator door closed Lisa slipped in. "Morning."

He sighed attempting to not make eye contact. "Ello."

"How are you feeling?" He finally looked down at her, "Better thank you." He tapped his cane on the floor.

~0~

Once Greg was in his office he pulled off his coat and slumped into his chair. He spun around to his computer, "Sorry no porn today just work ladies." He said as he smiled to himself. He opened his first file and got to work.

~0~

James walked into Greg's office with a doggie bag. "Here I got this for you. I didn't see you in the café. And then I thought well why would he be somewhere Cuddy is?" Greg looked over at James. "Thanks." James handed it to him. "It's a pastrami on rye with mustard and cabbage." Greg opened the bag eagerly, "Thank you honey. You do know me so well." James laughed as he sat in front of Greg sat his desk.