Just a little drabble, written for a drabble/fic-a-thon at Kerryaod's lj.
She struggled to her feet, placing one hand on her arched back and the other on her swollen belly as she stood.
Cameron smiled warmly in the lobby, "When are you due?"
Glowing, Cuddy said, "Two weeks tomorrow."
"Oh I'm just so happy for you! House is one proud papa, the way he brags."
She placed her hand where the baby kicked, rebelling against his confinement, already so much like his father.
And with a sharp breath and the painful sting of realization, she awoke in her office, stomach flat, to find it was all simply the most beautiful dream.