Title: How To Save a Life

Series: I Believe in Love, Anything You Want

Rated: PG-13

Author: Megan Faye

Disclaimer: Fox owns House

To Those who haven't read parts one and two:

I Believe in Love: Allison Cameron starts an afternoon bikeride in the park only to discover Lisa Cuddy being dumped, publically, at concert in the park. In an attempt to save her the humiliation, she covers saying they were together. In trying to one-up dumb ex, Lisa kisses Allison, and both women feel something. 3 months later, Lisa brings Allison to meet the family, including Lisa's twin sister, Anna, and Anna's son, Trent. Allison's mother vows to never speak to her again, until she comes home with a man. She eventually comes around to it, intime for Lisa and Allison's wedding. House brings a date; Anna Cuddy. Wilson attempts suicide in the wake of Amber's death

Anything You Want: Lisa is very pregnant, and on bed rest. Its getting to be too much for Allison. No one really notices how stressed, depressed, anxious, and alone Allison is, and she ends up collapsing due to high blood pressure, and weight loss. House and his team help her though it without upsetting Lisa too much. Anna and Lisa get closer, and Anna is dating/engaged to House. After Wilson's attempted suicide, House cleans up, more than anyone ever expected him to, and is going to marry Anna and adopt Trent. Lisa will now be his sister-in-law.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness

~The Fray

"Aren't you here a little late?"

"Mama has to work late."

"Oh." Greg House looked over his desk at a set of blue-green eyes, barely tall enough to look over. House thought back to the years earlier where eyes that were very similar would glare angrily, lovingly, and all of the above, from that same spot. He smiled at the boy and handed him one of the suckers he kept in his shirt pocket constantly. The boy bit his bottom lip.

"Mama said no candy," he said softly. The boy walked around the desk and climbed onto House's lap, very carfully so not to hurt his leg.

"Well," came a cheerful retort. "Since Mommy's not here, and you are only four, Uncle Greg is in charge. And I say that candy is perfectly okay." House unwrapped the candy. "Who did you escape from, Steve McQueen?"

"Wilson."

"Diaper change?" The boy nodded. "David, you can't run away from Wilson when he's taking care of you and Sarah. Where's your Dad?"

"She's grumpy," he whispered. House sighed. Lisa and Allison had been fighting, a lot, and leaving David and his 2-year-old sister, Sarah, with various friends at the hospital after the daycare closed for the evening; Wilson, Chase and Thirteen, Greg and Anna, and even Trent was often saddled with the two children.

"Come on," House said, setting him down. "We're going to have a talk with Mommy and Daddy."

"I don't want to!"

"Davey, they aren't going to stop leaving you with Wilson if you don't tell them you're pissed off that they fight." House took the boy by the hand and lead him to Wilson's office. Wilson stared at House, then down at David. "Bring the drool machine. This stops now." Wilson followed House, Sarah tucked onto his hip.

"What are you about to do, House?"

"He's gonna tell Mommy and Daddy that we're pissed off when they fight."

"Nice," Wilson said, giving his friend a dirty look.

"Trent says it, Jay will, too."

"Jason's a year and a half old. He won't be saying it for some time."

"He's my kid. Trust me; he'll say it." House pressed the button for the elevator. "He even has my birthmark."

"We know he's yours, House." David squirmed as the elevator started to move under him

"Well, Duh."

"Wilson?" David called softly. "I gotta potty."

"Can you hold it?" David shook his head. As soon as the doors opened, Wilson lifted David on to the hip where Sarah wasn't, and dashed toward the men's room with the two children. House grunted and limped slowly toward Lisa Cameron's office.

House was happy that Wilson had taken David. The boy was too short for the toilets at the hospital, and it was too late at night for a nurse on duty to take him; House didn't like handing his nephew off to a nurse he didn't personally annoy on a semi-regular basis. He didn't know them, or trust them yet. But with any luck, Lisa would take her children home with Allison, and stop hanging out so late.

Luck, sadly, wasn't on House's side. He could hear Lisa and Allison's argument from the other side of the door. He took a deep breath, and opened the door.

"What the hell do you want, House?"

"Your four-year-old out of my office every night."

"He's not four until Saturday-" Lisa started. Allison's jaw dropped.

"Oh, God Dammit. LAST Saturday!"

"Smooth," House said. "Only four and already forgetting his birthday."

"House," Allison warned. "I'm not afraid to make you a soprano right here." House threw his hands up.

"I surrender! Don't shoot!"

"Get out."

"She needs to go back on the Prozac....or Lithium."

"I'm going to count-"

"Lisa Cameron," House said forcefully. "You are in this fucking hospital 16 hours a day! David turned four a week ago and you failed to notice! I can underdtand Cameron missing it; she didn't give birth and was high as a kite on anti-depressants. But you? You tried for 3 years before the two of you got together to get knocked up!" Allison stared back at Lisa. "Now you get a kid and you ignore him? Great job, Mommy."

"Enough," she said, tears welling up.

"I'm not even started yet. You have been especially pathetic as a dean this last year. You are late to work, approve almost everything I ask to do, no matter how insane it is, and I've been pushing the limits! Where the hell are you!? Are you the one who needs a shrink now?" House was breathing hard. Lisa was unable to hold back the tears now, and just openly cried, silently. "Go home and read a book with your spawn." House turned to leave.

"You were trying to get pregnant?" House froze. He didn't realize she'd not shared.

"I wanted a baby. It was before we got together."

"Lisa, you should have told me!" Allison's voice softened.

"It failed twice. I actually got pregnant once, but lost the baby early on. Its not something I want to talk about." She sniffled, and House could hear her sit down.

"I thought she knew." He left. Allison took Lisa's hand, lead her to the couch to sit, and pulled her into a hug.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I know it had to have been hard for you, and I'm sorry you went through that alone, Leese."

"Can we just......not....talk about it?" Allison nodded. "Its late."

"No, its actually very early." Lisa groaned. "Kids took a nap in Wilson's office. Why don't we go home, put them to bed, and take a night off from everything else?"

"Because I have 87 files of paperwork to do. You go. I'll be home in a few hours." Allison stiffened.

"Fine." She let go of her wife, and stalked out of the room.

"You did what?" Anna hissed at her husband. "Are you crazy? Lisa isn't like me; she doesn't respond well to yelling and threats!"

"And you do?"

"I sure as hell don't back down and cry! You made my sister cry! You're an ass." House frowned....slightly. "I know. I know. I knew that when we were dating, screwing, engaged, broken up, re-engaged, married, pregnant, and with two kids. I had fair warning. Lisa didn't sign up for you outside of work. Stay out of her marriage."

"What marriage!? She lives at the hospital, leaves the kids with me, Wilson, and the Janitor with the backwards pants when no one else is around! She missed David's birthday!" Anna rolled her eyes. "And don't hand me any crap that she was busy. It was a weekend, and she didn't need to be at work."

"They've been together for just over 7 years. Its just about time for this kind of thing."

"You are out of your mind, woman." Anna wanted to rip his throat out. "Are you going to behave this way when we're looking at year seven?"

"Nope."

"Good."

"Because you'll be dead before then."

"Wh-"

"Sleep with one eye opened." A pillow hit him square in the chest. "Couch."

"But-"

"Couch or front door," she warned. House, knowing he enjoyed having Little Greg intact, decided it was better to obey at this point.

"Mom?" Trent called from the hall. "You have a phone call." Anna gave House one final death glare before picking up the phone in the bedroom.

"Col. Anna House," she said into the phone. House followed Trent from the room to the living room.

"Hi, Greg," Trent started. House looked over. "Deep shit?"

"The deepest I think I've ever been in." House sat down carefully on the couch, leg screaming at him. Trent tossed him a bottle of pills. "Thanks. Did Spawn sleep through all that?"

"Yeah, you weren't loud or anything. He was pretty tired, anyway." Trent sipped at a soda. "So, she ships out in 3 weeks to Germany for 6 months."

"What!?"

"I was voted in to tell you. Jason's too little, and you won't hurt me, your favorite red-headed step-child." House sighed and took the kid's soda.

"Your hair is brown, and you aren't my step-child."

"So? Still won't smack me. I'm the cute adopted one." House smirked. "I thought she was going to retire this month."

"So did I."

"Why won't she just stay with us?" House shrugged. "Too much Drama with Aunt Lisa and Uncle Allison." House laughed.

"She'll hurt you if you call her that."

"Mom's too protective of Aunt Lisa. Lisa is a grown woman, complete with career, wife, two kids, two cars, a bird, a cat, and a dog-"

"Guys," Anna called into the living room. "I'm leaving a few days early. That was General Burns. He needs me to speak at a Gala tomorrow night. I'll be back on Friday, like I always am. Can you juggle the boys, House?"

"I do every day." Anna sighed and went back into the master bedroom. "She promised she'd retire."

"She didn't promise when, Dad." Trent rested his head on House's shoulder. It was rare that Trent called him 'Dad.' He was 13, nearly 14, and as sarcastic as his step-dad. But as much as he could dish out, he needed his mother and step-father.

And to be brushed aside hurt.

Saturday morning wasn't Greg's favorite. It was usually louder than normal because the kids would wake up to Anna being home, burning breakfast, Lisa dropping the kids off, and cartoons turned up too loud.

This morning was quiet.

Greg opened his eyes, found Anna's side of the bed empty, and both kids still quiet, where ever they were. Trent had most likely changed his brother's diaper and gotten him a toaster waffle with a sippy cup of milk, as he did on weekday mornings over the summer. Greg listened closely, straining to hear beyond his bedroom door.

"Hi Aunt Lisa," filtered Trent's tired voice. Greg got up, pulled some pants and a shirt on. Leaving a 13-year-old to watch catroons with a 1-year-old is fine, but three toddlers would be too much.

"Where's your mom?"

"Didn't come home this weekend." Trent closed the door behind his aunt and shuffled back into the living room.

"That's strange. We were supposed to have lunch today. Can you wake the dead for me?"

"Greg, Aunt Lisa wants to talk to you," Trent yelled down the hall.

"Quit Yelling!" House yelled back. He leaned heavily on his cane.

"You enjoy annoying the neighbors, don't you."

"Funny," he said. "You don't look like my wife." Lisa glared at him. "Where is Jason?"

"Playing at his train table in the living room."

"Can you keep an eye on him?"

"I can see him fine from here."

"And you can hear us fine from there, too. Scram." Trent rolled his eyes and wandered away. House leaned heavily on his cane and bent closer to his boss. "Anna didn't come home last night."

"Problems?" House looked down, then off to the side and nodded. "She's going to retire soon."

"Just like you will quit working late and take care of the kids?"

"Don't start." House turned to go into the kitchen.

"You're free; we can see him from here." Trent took that opperatunity to dash back to his room and his new Play station 4. As soon as the door shut, House sighed. "He resents her."

"You resent her."

"She was supposed to retire. We have a toddler, who I can't keep up with, leaving her teenager to do more of the work than he should. Its not right, Dammit! Trent shouldn't be changing diapers, he should be getting grounded for stupid stunts that other teenagers are getting grounded for. Had he created the kid, I wouldn't feel sorry for him.....but I did this to him."

"Do you want me to have Allison keep an eye on them while you get Anna to come back?"

"No."

"Okay."

"I want you to stay with David, Sarah, and Jason while Cameron drives me down to get my wife," He said as calmly as he could. You don't spend nearly enough time with them." Lisa nodded.

"What about Trent?"

"He's nearly 14. He can spend the day alone. Just pick him up before dinner. The kid deserves a break." Lisa nodded again. "TRENT!" Thumping could be heard as the boy made his way from his room.

"What?"

"You're off the hook. Lisa's taking my demon spawn, and I'm going to D.C. She'll pick you up from the house around 7:00, so if you are going to knock over a 7-11, do it before then."

"No diapers?"

"None."

"Greg, you are a Holy man. I was beginning to lose my sense of smell."

"Don't burn my palace down."

"I make no guarentees."

There is chapter one. Hopefully there will be more to come and they will be longer.