A/N: OK, here's the next chapter. I know the chapters are pretty short, but I don't want too much in there yet. The coming chapters might be longer, who knows. Well, enjoy this one!

Chapter 2

His team was staring wide-eyed and jaws dropped at the spot where Zoey had been. House seemed shocked for a second, but quickly composed himself and followed her as quickly as his leg would allow.

"Hey, wait just a second," he called as he followed her toward the elevator. Zoey turned her head and glanced at him, but made no attempts to stop walking. "Did I hear you correctly, or is my hearing as bad as my leg?" he joked, but truly curious.

"You heard me correctly," she told him, reaching the elevator and pressing the down button. House caught up to her at the elevators, and grabbed the paper he'd signed out of her hand. "Hey!"

"I wanna know what I signed," he told her determinedly. Zoey sighed, rolling her eyes, but made no attempt to stop him as he read over the paper. House furrowed his brows in confusion, looking back up at Zoey. "This is for emancipation," he stated slowly. Zoey nodded.

"Yeah, it needed a parent or guardian signature, and I knew my mom would try to lock me up and throw away the key if she found out I had petitioned for emancipation. So, I came to the only other person who could sign it," she explained, taking the paper back, and getting on the elevator. House stood there, seemingly frozen for a second, before stopping the elevator doors from closing and getting in.

"So you're saying that I'm your father?" he questioned as the doors shut. Zoey shrugged, and pulled out another piece of paper from her backpack.

"According to this you are," she said, handing him the paper. House looked at it, it was a birth certificate.

"Zoey Renee House, father...Gregory House," he read, looking back up at her. "It must be some mistake," he shook his head, handing her back the paper. "I can't be your father." Zoey shrugged.

"Whatever. All I know is your name is on this, so that means you were the only other person who could sign my emancipation papers." House stared at her for a minute, thinking about something.

"Why do you need to be emancipated?" he questioned, curious.

"Why do you care?" she shot back. House shrugged.

"I don't, I'm just curious." Zoey rolled her eyes.

"Well, this is my stop," she said as the elevator opened and she stepped out. House stepped out to, but that was as far as he went. Zoey had gotten a few feet away when she turned back to him. "If your curiosity is too much, here," she said, pulling out one of her hairs and handing it to him. He took it, but looked back at her with a confused expression. "I wouldn't put it past my mom to lie about it, but just in case you can't stop yourself from wondering," she explained nonchalantly.

Zoey walked out of the hospital, and House watched her go. He stood there for a few minutes, in deep concentration, looked back at the strand of hair she had given him, and headed off to the lab.

A/N: Well, I hope you liked that chapter. If you thought it was kinda slow, or didn't have enough in it, I'm sorry. Hopefully my next chapter will be longer, and be more...interesting. Reviews are GREATLY appreciated! I want to know what you think, even if you think it's crap, tell me what I can do to make it better. I love getting feedback!