Okay, this is my very first House story, so... if I don't get some things right, you know why! ;) This story'll be a two parter.
Disclaimer: I don't own House M.D!!!!!!!! It's sad, isn't it? :(
(Oh, and yes, Cameron and Chase have a full body mirror in their bathroom. They both know that their pretty!)
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Cameron groaned quietly as she forced her eyes to flutter open. The muted light of a cloudy day greeted her. She groaned again as she lay with her one arm across her eyes, groggy and dazed.
She had worked a double shift the day before, and then with Dr. Meyer going home sick... Needless to say, Cameron got home very late.
Or very early. Depends on who your asking.
Her muscles stiff with tiredness, she rolled out of bed and shuffled slowly into the bathroom, where she examined herself in the full body mirror.
Cameron cringed. The person that stared back at her was a mess. Her eyes were far too dull, yet there were still hectic spots of red across her cheekbones from the amount of coffee she drank to keep awake last night. Her gray sweat pants were stained and sagging in the butt, and her ratty T-shirt was twisted around and hanging off one shoulder.
Cameron sighed deeply before she attempted to straighten out the tangles chaos that was her hair. She then turned on the tap and splashed cold water on her face.
Before she could step out of the bathroom, Cameron fought against a sudden twisting in her stomach; she took a long, deep breath through her nostrils.
As far as she was concerned, somethings about being pregnant sucked. But... it was a burden she had to bear.
She pressed a hand against the small of her back when she felt a twinge in her abdomen. The baby was reacting to something. Cameron placed her other hand on her rounded belly, "Only a few more weeks." She said, then winced when the baby kicked, "Promise!"
Keeping the baby's-and her own- health paramount, Cameron had been eating well and taking care of herself. Being a doctor, she was also keeping herself well informed and prepared about the progression of her pregnancy. Nothing was to go wrong.
Just about everyone in the hospital doted on her and pampered her. Especially Chase and Cuddy. It was almost embarrassing.
Even House stuck his nose in from time to time. After all, he was the first one to figure out she was pregnant. He knew before Cameron did.
"So, when will the little kangaroo be hopping around?" House had asked.
"...Huh?"
"Oh, don't act like you don't know."
Cameron pulled on her robe and headed out to the kitchen where there was an overwhealming smell of fresh blueberries and coffee. Her mouth almost started to water.
Chase was standing at the counter by the sink, pouring a cup of coffee for himself and preparing a tea for Cameron.
"Morning Chase." She greeted with a yawn.
"Morning yourself." He said, turning to face his wife full on. Chase looked just as tired as Cameron felt, but there was still a large smile on his handsome face. "Here you go." Chase said cheerfully, handing her a steaming cup of tea and a plate of food.
"Tsk, aw. You made me a blueberry pop tart."
He grinned, "My love knows no bounds. And it most certainly couldn't be strawberries." Chase chuckled and took a sip of his coffee, "What are your plans for the day?"
Cameron shrugged and rubbed the back of her neck, "I'm just gonna hang around here. Cuddy told me last night this is when my maternal leave starts." She made a face.
Chase stroked her stomach, "She just wants you to be well rested for when the baby comes." He said gently, "And so do I."
She rolled her eyes, "Is this your way to try and get some tonight?" She asked with a giggle, "Even when I looks like this." Cameron nodded to her swollen stomach, then her ankles.
Chase didn't say anything, but he did turn away rather quickly to dump his coffee and put his coat on.
"Hey, Robert, I know your bummed." Cameron called out, "I'll make it up to you after the baby is born."
"Yeah, and who the hell knows how long that'll take." Chase said under his breath, glancing back quickly to see if his wife had heard.
"What was that?"
"Nothing Allison!" He said swiftly, planting a kiss on her smooth cheek. "I'll be home late tonight." Before heading out the door, Chase turned back and smiled, "Love you."
Cameron smiled back and lifted her cup of tea, "Oh, I know. It is Tuesday."
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A few hours later, Cameron was lounging on the sofa, her knees pulled up as far as they could go at the moment, and a thick comforter wrapped around her like a burrito. She was trying to watch some TV, but her eyes kept straying back to the clock.
Chase wouldn't be home for another seven hours.
Cameron groaned loudly and crossed her arms over her chest in a pout. It didn't help that she was suddenly feeling incredibly horny and--
"Oh!" She gasped.
Cameron hunched over, her face clenched in pain. Both of her arms immediately wrapped around her stomach.
The baby. Labor contractions. Not good. Not go-- She clamped her teeth together and sucked in a quick, hissing breath.
Cameron pried herself out of her seat. The best thing for her to do at the moment was to just relax and walk around. She had seen many expecting mothers do such before-- Another sharp pain caused her to double over.
She lunged for the phone.
"Princeton‑Plainsboro Teaching Hospital." A cool female voice at the other end of the line announced. "How may I help you?"
"Yes, this is Dr Cameron," She panted, "Could you please tell my husband, Dr Chase--" Cameron sucked in another breath, "--that I'm in labor. And send an ambulance!"
"Of course Dr Cameron." The receptionist said quickly, her voice still laced with boredom, "I'll just need your addr--"
"You know where I live!" Cameron whimpered, nearly dropping the phone. She didn't think it'd be this bad, "Just get that damn ambulance over here!"
"Right away, Dr Cameron." She answered back flatly.
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She could actually feel every drop of sweat pouring down her face in the midst of her deep breathing. Cameron gritted her teeth as she fought against another contraction.
She was already completely... set up in the birthing room, with Cuddy beside her.
Not Chase, but Cuddy. Not her husband. Her boss.
"Your gynecologist should be here soon. The Dean of Medicine informed her curtly.
"He's already here!" A new voice announced. Sneaker clad feet squeaked against the tile floor. Cameron's mouth fell open, and Cuddy's eyes narrowed, her jaw suddenly clenched.
House entered the room with an air of complete superiority and smugness. "So, Operation Baby Wombat is about to commence, huh?" He asked dryly, twirling his cane in between in fingers, his gaze flicking from one woman to the other.
"Where's Dr Matthews? He's my gynecologist House. Not you." Cameron's face screwed up when some more pain hit, but it wasn't as bad as before.
"Bad accident on the highway," House explained, snapping on some rubber gloves, "Our resident vagina inspector was caught right in the middle."
"Well, then where the hell's Chase? Or Foreman? Or even Wilson?"
"Who do you think is patching up the highway people? Besides," He scoffed, "Like those three know how to handle something like this."
"And you do?"
"As a matter of fact..." House grinned devilishly, "I do!" He lifted her sheet.
Cameron gasped loudly, while Cuddy kept a firm hand on her shoulder, glaring dagger at the sheet. Or rather, the hopeless man under it.
House made a disgusted noise.
"Try and be professional about this!" Cuddy called out in warning.
"Alright," The brilliant doctor stated, reappearing moments later. "It's all yucky down there."
"House."
He rolled he eyes and limped over to the trashcan, tossing his gloves into it. He then grabbed his cane and made his way to the door, whistling.
Cameron let out a low wail.
"I know!" House exclaimed, not turning around, "Only for centimeters! You gonna make me miss my appointment."
Cuddy looked disgruntled, while Cameron gasped weakly, "Only four--?!"
"And with twins, that's gonna be brutal onya down there. So I hope you and Chase only want the two." House left the room, whistling once more.
"Twins?!" Cameron shrieked hoarsely, then collasped back into her bed. Cuddy rubbed her shoulder in an almost comforting manner.
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