AN: Grayson is House's son with Stacy from Son of Mine on my AO3 with the same Stacy and Wilson adopted Gray

October 9, 2010

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The music woke them both at around 7:30 it was a Saturday. Grayson was in the living room playing Bach. Though it was a simplified version, the theme is still there. The sweet, legato melody of Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring resonated through their Penthouse in the early morning hour.

Wilson got up first while House was fixing his leg on. Yesterdays activity was tiring for both of them. So they wish that to stay in bed before Grayson woke up at eight. Someone is excited for there birthday presents and the party they will be having with Rachel and Lucas, Cuddy can't come because she is in Baltimore for a medical conference and Wilson's father, and House's mother Blythe and his Aunt Sarah.

"Happy Birthday, Grayson!" Wilson said coming into the living room. "Gray, What do you want for breakfast, son?" He asked sitting near Grayson on the piano.

"I want Pancakes," Grayson told his younger father as Wilson went to the kitchen as House went out of their bedroom.

"Grayson, Happy Birthday, My sweet boy!" House said kissing Grayson in the cheek. "Papa and I had presents for you."

"A guitar." House was shocked, to say the least, but he shouldn't show that to his son the package arrive at five last night from Amazon while Grayson was out with his mother. "Grayson, How did you know its a guitar?" House asked while they were waiting for their food to be cook by Wilson.

Grayson shrug. "I analyzed it out, I asked for since for a long while now." Grayson sighed. House looked for lack of a better term, stunned. His boy, his son was perceptive, He remembered almost a year ago meaning Grayson for the first time and looked where he is now he is talking and conversational and smart, sure he has a lot of troubles with communication with people not them, he still has 14 years to figure it out so no worries with that.

The family ate in comfortable silence after the food was sure and dishes clean. Grayson asked. "Can I open my presents now?" He asked hugging House."I Love you, Daddy."

"Yes, I guess, You ask Papa for your presents, okay?" He said hugging his son. He still amazed that he can love this kid and Jamey as well as he loves his job.

The gifts are wrap in a blue and white wrapping paper, inside is a box. They decided to do them both just like last Christmas. Grayson saw the box with his blue electric guitar it was half size. "Thank you, Daddy and Papa." He said hugging House and then hugging Wilson. Then he opened the second one is a guitar and a harmonica the acoustic guitar has his name on it GIH. "Thank you, Papa and Daddy. "

"Grayson, there is a card from us and from uncle Jacob," Wilson said handing the card to Grayson. "Grayson, read it out loud." A hundred dollar bill flew from the card when Grayson opened it.

"Grayson,

Happy Birthday, we hope you grow up to be like your papa and daddy.

Uncle Jacob, Aunt Cathleen, and Matthew, "

"What are you Going to tell them when they call tonight," Wilson asked. They live in Hoboken New York so they can't come. "Thank you for the money and the card."

"Grayson,

It had been interesting having you around for the past 11 months, Your papa and I are proud of you. We wish you many more with us. Did you know that the earth had revolved around the sun since your last birthday?

Daddy.

Ps. You and John Lennon had the same birthdate, October 9th."

Grayson looked at up House, with the last line "Really?"

"Yeah, you wanna see?" House replied, opening his phone for Grayson to see. Grayson looked at the icon from Google. They have a video. The 70th birthday. "See." Grayson smiled.

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The minute Rachel came through their front door Grayson smiled at her it was bright and huge. House looked at his son he hadn't remembered smiling that in 18 years of his childhood. His son looked a lot like him with the bright blue eyes his nose and mouth the only difference is his son has straight hair and he has curly hair. he sighed, Thanks to Stacy he had a son that he can pour his life worths in. House looks thoughtfully at his son and his goddaughter now they were at their living room. Wilson came in his right side hugging his forearm.

"Greg," Wilson hesitated because he knew that birthdays or any Holliday for that matter was hard on his spouse. "What's up?" He asked softly.

"I don't want him to hurt." House's tone was thoughtful and subdued, he sighed.

Wilson smiled, House's words warm him because finally, he is believing what he was saying all along about him that you're going to be good a father to Grayson. "Greg, you won't hurt him as John did you."

"I know that already, that's why I told you that." House snap. Wilson looked at him with a hint of something else, anger not at him but at John.

Grayson looked at his father's bright blue eyes a mirror of his own with innocence and love. "Daddy, you okay?" "I am fine," House said automatically.

"No!, Daddy, your not fine." Grayson snapped, James was looking at him a smirk on his face.

"I am just thinking, Grayson!"

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The fortunate end for the discussion came when Blythe, Sarah, and Isaiah came in the front door. Lucas came back inside. Wilson picked up a guitar. "Happy Birthday, Grayson!" He sang. House on the piano the chorus began. "Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday, dear Grayson, Happy birthday to you."

Blythe held the cake for his grandson the cake was special it Is the Beatles cake with the black with a white Ludwig bass drum on the top painted with the famous logo on it. "Happy Birthday, Grayson!" The gifts were given, Isaiah gave a lego monster truck saying that "It is for the three of you." while Blythe gave Grayson a drum set. House looked at her a tad bit jealous and fighting the memories of his childhood. "Greg," Blythe said worriedly. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, Mom, I am fine." His went to respond when asked that irritating question. Cuddy and family gave Grayson a Ukulele and Sarah brought him headphones for his iPod.

After the family and friends left and only Blythe remain, Grayson's pile of gifts remained in their living room. While House put Grayson to sleep. Wilson and Blythe were talking about the day when a topic of conversation is House's childhood and its implications to their son. "Its good to have a grandson," Blythe said and Wilson smiled.

"Blythe, Greg adores his son a lot and Grayson loves his daddy like nobody's business. I love to see him happy with our boy."

"Yes, me too," Blythe said. "He deserves it after I fail to protect him against his father, and Stacy and his leg, I love when he and Grayson play the piano."

Wilson asked Blythe a question. "Did you lost hope that Greg will get married and have children?"

Blythe looked Wilson in the eye and said. "No."

A.N. The fluff is over and angst will begin.

End of Chapter 2