Title: This feeling (1/?)

It was sharp, it was firm and it hurt like hell and there was not a damn thing she could do about it but lay there rubbing her swollen stomach. It was beginning to become unbearable the kicks, the moving, the turning over at 2 in the morning not caring which organs were in its way. Was not helped by the fact that she felt like a beached whale every time she saw a mirror. So many people kept saying she looked great for being eight months pregnant, Greg had tried his best to reassure her in his own Greg House way but she just couldn't feel the good feeling that she thought she was supposed to be feeling, the overwhelming love for the unborn, the protectiveness the growing feeling you feel none stop. Sure at first the novelty of having something growing inside you is a feeling that you'll never want to trade with any thing ever, and Allison loved the first few months, before the sleepless night the kicking and the constant need to go to the bathroom was making this pregnancy intolerable.

Again the sharp pain right under her ribs, that was it she couldn't take it any longer this baby has to get out, now. Allison thought kicking the covers off for the umpteenth time that night and dragging her self out of bed. Another month of this was going to be murder.

Cameron was in the kitchen, a ice cold glass of water sat next to her as she lent on the wooden side boards of House's kitchen, forcing as much of her body weight through her hands which were holding the wood for dear life, concentrating on alleviating the pain she was in. he watched her like that, just stood there watching. He, like her was unable to sleep for past couple of months. But his reason for sleepless nights was very different from Allison's, apart from the fact that he couldn't sleep if he wanted to as his girlfriend found it difficult to keep still at nights, and knowing the pain she must be in he worried about her. it was fear that kept him awake, this was the point of no return, there was no looking back, no matter what now Allison was apart of his life, if things went wrong with her she'll always be apart of his life. A constant reminder of his screw ups, which couldn't be closed by a door like with Stacy. What scared him the most was that he was glad of that, satisfied that she was always going to be there that he was the happiest that he had ever been with anyone including Stacy.

As hard as he tried to never let this happen, it happened anyway. And now although he would never admit this he wouldn't have it any other way.

He walked up to her kissed her bare shoulder while sliding his arm around the fullest part of her pregnant stomach, allowing her to slide into his arms and except the comfort that came with him. Tears streamed down her face (damn those hormones) she thought, as she sobbed in Greg's arms.

Why was she crying, why couldn't she just get over herself and…..Allison thought then she was just reminded why, that pain that sharp kick right under the ribs. Greg's hand lay directly above the movement on Allison, she could feel Greg smile into her neck and gently kiss her through strands of hair that took up residence there, Somehow having him near her calmed her and the baby.

Wilson was thrilled for his friend, really he was. He was exceptionally jealous and hated him at times but underneath it all he was happy for him. He had gotten things that he himself had never archived, he was becoming a father. Something that Wilson was never quiet sure he wanted until Greg had it. Wilson thought that if either of them was going to become a father then it ought to be him, not Greg. When Wilson looked at his friend he saw pure happiness, he was truly in love, that didn't stop the near break up arguments that he had seen between Allison and Greg, were they would both forget that he was even there to witness the passion of the arguing the love that anyone could see a mile off. Even when on the few occasions Allison left and went back to her own apartment, or when Greg left the house and slept on his couch for a few night's after Allison had given up her lease on her place. The two of them didn't speak unless they had to for almost a week. Even then Wilson could see that Greg and Allison had reached a point in their relationship that he (even though he had been married and divorced three times) had never been able to get to. A point of understanding, of total trust in everything a level of comfort that he had never had, it almost made him angry that someone as good as Allison fell in love with someone s rude and unpleasant as Greg. He had told himself that he didn't have any feeling for her but he knew that on some level he would have loved to have traded place's with Greg so he could have Allison to himself but he did, even if he couldn't act upon them ever, they were still very much there.

The hot liquid sooth the pain, and she relaxes for the first time that day. She closes her eyes willing her self to make the most of and enjoy the rare state of still and calmness going on in her stomach at the moment.

She open's her eyes as she heard the bathroom door open quietly and the familiar, step, thump, step, thump as Greg made his way towards the bath and sat on the edge.

"Hey" he says as he strokes the tips of his finger over her stomach , before using his full open palm.

"Hey" she replies back tiredly.

"It's three in the morning" she had tried soo hard not to wake him, but obviously failed.

"Sorry, I tired not to wake you" she could see the sleep in his eyes and felt guilt wash over her, for not being able get though one night without waking up in discomfort and letting Greg have a night of peace.

"You didn't wake me" he lied "I needed to pee" she smiled up at him excepting his lie.

"how you feeling?" it was a question he rarely asked for fear of her reaction.

"Ready to deliver"

"It's not long now. And then we can start this all over again" he stands up to avoid the splash of water but was relived to her Allison laughing.

Wilson should have here a hour ago, House thought looking at his watch again. Allison was in the kitchen cooking and he was sat in the chair waiting , he had asked Wilson to help him to build the nursery set he and Allison had just had delivered.

The sound of glass shattering coming from the kitchen followed by a strained 'Greg' got House to his feet and into the kitchen, to find his girlfriend once again gripping the wooden counters and seeing the pain all over her face, only this time beads of blood on her fingers and glass by her bare feet. Just then the door bell went. Shit perfect timing Jimmy.

"Get the door, I'll be okay" Allison forced a smile through her obvious pain. Greg got the door and let Wilson in before going back into the kitchen and help Allison.

"What the hell happened in here?" came Wilson's voice from the doorway. Seeing Greg wash the blood from Allison fingers while she still stood bare feet in a mass of broken glass.

"Nothing I just broke a glass" Allison replied

"And she is now banned from entering the kitchen"

"I broke a glass. I'm not in……"

"I never said you were incapable. I was merely stressing the fact that you should not be in the kitchen cooking but resting " he argued knowing that he was now in for a days worth of arguing, nagging, or worse the silent treatment.

"I was just cooking" she could feel the heat raise in her face.

"You were just not resting, you shouldn't be on your feet" he finished putting her Band-Aid on and leaned forward and place a kiss on her forehead surprised she allowed him access.

"Fine. You can clean this up" she said simply walking over the broken glass and leaving him in her wake as she walked out of the kitchen door. He stood there listening as she walked through the living room down the hall and into what he presumed was their bedroom and waited for the loud slam of the door before looking at Wilson.

"Your late"

Two freakin' days late, a whole two days more then she needed to have this baby inside her and she was still sitting on this sofa waiting for the real pain of labour to begin . the baby was in position and was ready to be delivered and she was ready two months ago and yet she was still waiting and hoping that it will be soon. It had been easier the last couple of days Greg had been home, he too was anxiously awaiting the birth of his child and to get his old Allison back. Cuddy had given Greg three months paternity leave and he had decided to start it early to make sure that Allison was resting and not doing things heavily pregnant women were not supposed to do. Greg couldn't remember Allison being this stubborn before her pregnancy and hoped that it went away along with her now ballooned stomach when their baby was born.

"what are you watching?" Greg said as he sat down behind Allison and she leaned back on him while he grabbed the remote.

"I was watching the news" House had already begun to turn the channels.

"Well now were watching 'the young and the restless' " Cameron groaned and shut her eyes, which just made him very pleased with himself, knowing just how much she loathed just about everything he watched.

Allison was sleeping and Greg was now watching 'General Hospital' when Allison woke suddenly and with familiar moan and a hand finding it's way to the lower part of her stomach the pain soon subsided and she relaxed against him yet again, but House felt guilty for not being able to do anything about it.

"this baby is definitely taking after you" she said as she closed her eyes.

TBC