AN: My Very First FanFic! Hip-Hip... No Hurray? =( Here it goes
Disclaimer: I don't own anything according to my mother.
Lisa Cuddy was fat. So fat wasn't totally appropriate. Lisa Cuddy was pregnant. Again. Wait, that wasn't legally correct. House. Lisa House was pregnant again with another Greg House Production. Great. Now that we are all on the same page the story may proceed.
Lisa Cuddy-House was seven months pregnant with her fourth child. Yes, fourth. Three boys was a lot to deal with. Especially boys with Greg House genes.
Her oldest and only girl, Rachel, was thirteen. We all know Rachel.
Her oldest son, Jordan Matthew was nine. Dark, curly, medium-cut brown hair like his dad back in the day. Sharp blue eyes that will pierce right through you. Attitude, seventy percent of the time, was just like his mom, but he IS a child of Greg House so he had his moments.
Son number two, James Tyler, whom they called Tyler (not to get confused with his 'Uncle' James... of course) was ninety-nine point nine percent House. Now since House did have his not-so-cruel moments, so did Tyler, but… yeah. He was eleven months younger than his brother (House and Cuddy are freaks!) making him eight, soon to be nine (a month after Tyler turns nine, Jordan will turn ten). He had golden blonde, curly hair that stopped just before the shoulders. He also had the blue eyes, but they were not as piercing. Still, ladies, watch out.
Finally, there was Joshua Anthony (the three J's was totally a coincidence). This son had long, curly, jet black hair. Green eyes (His parents still wondering where those came from. If he didn't look just like House, he would have thought that… never mind). Cuddy thought Joshua was the sweetest two-year old in all of mankind. But this was an act. Joshua was the devil's son. Or House's son, but same thing. He caused more havoc than House, if that was even possible. Perfect little angel for Mommy, for everybody else he was the new Hell-Raiser. Cuddy didn't believe those who tried to convince her that he was a bad boy. He was her sugar pie honey bunch.
The alarm sounds tells Cuddy it's time to get up. She turns over to shut it off and realizes the clock says it's seven-thirty. SEVEN-THIRTY! Now, this might seem like normal time to me and you, but, hey, this is Lisa Cuddy. THEE Lisa Cuddy. Dean of Medicine, Lisa Cuddy. She was supposed to be in by this time, not just waking up.
"House." She says groggily. She turns towards the other half of the capacity that usually sleeps in this bed, but guess who's not there.
'Good thing I have no morning meetings or I'll kill him.' She throws the covers off of herself 'I'm late now, no need to rush.' She thinks to herself. 'House is finally starting to rub off on me. After all these years.' She shrugs.
She goes into the bathroom of her en suite, spends the usual non-shower time in there, then makes her way to Josh's room, the closest one to hers and House's. No one there. There was no school this week because it was spring break. So she made her way to Tyler's room, same result. Standing in the threshold of Jordan's room, she begins to see the pattern. So she makes her way to the kitchen. There she sees her husband with her youngest son trying to get him to eat. Josh has food all over his face. House notices her presence, but Josh doesn't.
"No, Daddy! No oatmeal!"
"You have to eat, Clapton." Cuddy rolled her eyes at the nickname House chose for their third son.
"No!" Josh pushes the bowl of oatmeal off the table. As he goes to watch it fall to the ground, he locks eyes with his mother and quickly straightens up.
"Sorry, Daddy." He gives him the cutest smile he could muster up. House just sits there slack-jawed.
"I know you saw that." He says to Cuddy.
"It was an accident. He said sorry."
"It's all an act. You see all this oatmeal on me? Watch your back, Lisa. Watch your back." House gets up from the table and goes over to the sink to wash the oatmeal off of him. Cuddy rolls her eyes at him.
"Drama Queen." House glares at her. "This is my baby. And no matter how many times you say it, he is not the devil's son."
"Okay. If you say so." House looks at her swollen stomach. "You know we are having another boy, don't you?" She goes to reject his question but was interrupted when Tyler and Jordan walked in.
"We're having another brother?" Tyler asks in pure excitement.
"Yup." House says as he bends over to clean the spilt oatmeal.
"Cool!" Tyler and Jordan said in unison. "Mom, you're going to be so out-numbered." Jordan states as he sits at the table. "Can I have some cereal?" he asks Cuddy. She quickly finished cleaning up Josh and answered her oldest son.
"Sure. And we are not having a boy. Well, maybe not. We don't know what we are going to have." Cuddy said as she grabbed a bowl and the cereal from the cabinets.
Cuddy deeply wanted another girl. She loved all her sons till death and after, but she really wanted a little girl. It's not that she couldn't keep up with boys. She's the ultimate soccer mom, as a doctor she's into biology (which the boys thought was so cool) the whole nine yards. She just wanted to see another color besides blue. Preferably pink. She haven't seen that color since her oldest child. She wanted a daughter to dress up in dresses, paint her nails, and play tea parties. As she gets older, take her shopping. But when God, hopefully, gives her a little girl, he can keep the boy trouble. She's already dreading that problem with Rachel.
Snapping out of her reverie she asks, "Do you want some cereal, Tyler?"
"I guess. Since Dad wasted the oatmeal all over himself." Tyler teased. House stared at the son that was all him.
"Next time, I'm going to waste it all over you."
"It's whenever old man." House was about to make another witty comment, but was cut short.
"Okay, knock it off. We need to hurry. I need to make it in before nine." Cuddy said as she placed the bowls in front of Jordan and Tyler.
"Everybody is ready except you." House comments.
"Yeah, no thanks to you. Why did you cut my alarm off and then why didn't you wake me up?" She turns to Josh, who was in his high chair, picks him up and hands him to House. "Change his shirt, please." House gives her his best pouting face.
"I just changed him." He whines as he takes Josh from her and puts him on the floor. Too much weight for his leg. "Clapton, dude, you're getting to heavy for me."
"No, Dad, you're getting old and weak." Tyler retorted without looking up from his cereal.
"You know what, Slash? One of these days I'ma just dive on you." He heard Tyler snort. He looked back at his wife. "And I didn't wake you up because you looked so peaceful." He gave her a look that was so full of it. "Besides never wake a beast. She'll bite your head off."
"I'm going to take a shower and get ready." She looked at Josh, who was opening the door and slamming it back shut. "Change his shirt." And with that she left. House watched her switch her hits as she left the room.
"Ew, Dad. Stop looking at Mom's butt!" Jordan said in disgust. House heard Cuddy snicker in the distance. He turned to Jordan and shrugged.
"What? It's a beautiful sight to see." Jordan rolled his eyes as he got up and put his bowl in the sink. Tyler followed suit. House smirked.
"Come on, Clapton." He held out his hand for Josh to take. Josh did not accept it. He ran. "Hey! Boys, catch your brother!"
Josh was off with the wind. Left, right, up, and down. They couldn't catch him. He jumped on the couch and over the arm of it, just giggling away. Tyler tripped over the leg of the coffee table and Jordan tripped over Tyler. House shook his head at the scene. Josh was coming towards House. House contemplated for a split second to trip him with his cane. But that wouldn't have been fatherly. Thought come, thought go. Because in the end he tripped him with his cane. Josh hit the ground with a thump. The boys stopped and the older three knew what was coming. Tears. Instead, Josh broke out into a giggle fit.
"Josh, I don't know where you get this craziness from. Must be from your Mom's side." House said picking him up and taking him to his room. Tyler and Jordan looked at each other knowingly.
Twenty minutes later, Cuddy was sitting in front of her vanity applying make-up, when House walks in.
"Are you ready?" He asks quietly.
"Almost. Did you change Josh's shirt?" House nods. He walks up behind her. She stands and walks over to the closet to get her blouse. He follows her. She puts on her blouse. He's now standing directly behind her. He put his arms around her waist and his hands on her stomach.
"I love you." He says and kisses her neck.
"We are not having sex." He sighs. "And I love you, too." She states as she grabs his head and give him a kiss. "Let's go."