A promise to anyone is a word to keep, but to Dr. Gregory House a promise is a word to keep…pending upon the circumstances. A promise to take out the trash was meant to be broken to House, but a promise to Cuddy was as good as gold. But he would never admit it. He is in love with her…but would never tell her that. Would it change anything? Sure, it would change everything. And that's what bothered House: change.

Since Cuddy was House's case, and this is Cuddy we are talking about, they were allowed to jump to the front of the line for the CAT scan machine. Foreman and Chase loaded the unconscious Cuddy into the machine.

Cameron and House waited behind the glass. Out of curiosity, Cameron blurted out, "Why are you so compelled to help Cuddy?"

House was slightly disturbed by Cameron's observation, but his answer remained unabashed. "I need someone to sign my paychecks."

Cameron rolled her eyes. "C'mon House, you never deal with a patient directly. Why start with Cuddy?"

"And you never deal with a patient without an emotional tear fest, why start with Cuddy?" House fired back.

Cameron was stunned by House's answer that was not only rude and cold, but sadly true. Cameron was dealing with Cuddy's case without any real emotional involvement. Maybe it was the fact that Cuddy was her boss, but House's retort was causing Cameron to rethink her seemingly perfect moral basis. Why am I so cold to Cuddy's case? She's my boss and I guess we're close…but I feel no real need to defend her. Does that make me coldhearted?

Well that shut her up. House thought pleasantly to himself. Chase and Foreman came through the door. House lamely perked up as Chase and Foreman sat down, "Well, let's get started and save our favorite boss. Not unless I'm your favorite boss because in that case we'll save your least liked boss."

"Nothing like House's sarcasm to start the day." Foreman muttered to himself.

"How sarcastic!" House sneered at Foreman. "Did we wake up on the wrong side of the lab coat?"

Chase was beginning the scan on Cuddy's abdomen, when he glanced at Cameron. "Are you alright? You look like someone told you your best friend died?"

Before Cameron could even answer, House jumped in with, "Cuddy's not dead yet Cameron. Grieving can start in four hours." House subconsciously referred to Frostfur, whom was pacing outside of the room frantically, waiting to get back to Cuddy.

Foreman was looking over the scan and he placed his hands over his ears. "What's with that cat? If won't stop meowing, I'm going to—"

Cameron fell back down to reality. "Wait—that white cat…isn't that Frostyfur—"

"Frostfur." House corrected.

"Whatever. Isn't that the cat that predicts death?" Foreman and Chase looked at Cameron strangely. "Don't you guys read the hospital's newsletter? She was featured last month. From what I remember, this cat works in the ICU and stays with patients that are going to die in four hours. Snowfur—"

"It's Frostfur." House corrected in a growingly agitated voice.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. But she's never been wrong."

Foreman looked as if he were about to laugh. "We've seen House vs. God, but never House vs. cat. Don't tell me that you actually believe this House?"

House hesitated to answer. This was Cuddy that they were talking about and House was willing to take anything into consideration. But he couldn't tell anyone that, it would allude to his feelings for Cuddy. It was a risk that he wasn't willing to take. "Cuddy is going to die in four minutes if you two don't stop talking and focus on the scan." A safe, evasive answer.

"I think I see a mass in her lower abdomen…" Chase started. He zoomed in on the spot. "A tumor?"

Everyone examined it closely. Foreman shook his head. "That's not a tumor…"

Cameron gasped. "It's a baby."

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Chase was doing a fetal ultrasound. He carefully stared at the monitor. Dr. Fallery, an OB/GYN, was consulting. She smiled. "It's a miracle. All of this trauma to the mother and the baby is still fine as if nothing happened. Vital signs are real strong."

"How far along?" Cameron asked.

"Oh…maybe close to two and a half, three months maybe." Dr. Fallery smiled widely.

"And she didn't know?" Foreman asked.

Dr. Fallery sighed. "I am her OB/GYN, but for the past five months Dr. Cuddy has stopped coming to her appointments. I know how much she wanted a baby, but after a while I saw her losing hope and she just stopped coming." She looked to House who was staring blankly into the distance. "I would like to admit her to Obstetrics."

"She's my patient." House said firmly.

"I just need to do more testing, Dr. House. The baby may look ok, but we are not sure of that. You can be her primary care provider…I really don't care, but at least allow me to keep an eye on the baby. I need her for a few hours."

"Fine." House nodded. "But we are going to keep looking for that bleed."

Cameron leaned over and whispered into Chase's ear. "Did House just agree to share the job of care with another doctor?"

Chase laughed a little. "I still don't believe that I just heard that."

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House agreed to share the duties of care, but House was still the primary. Before he allowed any testing done on the baby, he first wanted and MRI. After completing the MRI, House and the team met in House's office.

"How do we diagnose a mysterious bleed?"

"Well we have to figure out where it's coming from first." Chase offered.

House was quick to shoot him down. "Apparently. After all bleeds have to come from somewhere."

"Maybe it's in her stomach?" Cameron questioned herself.

"We'd see it in the urine. Foreman help us out and offer an idea. If it makes you feel any better I'll sent you to break into Cuddy's house seeing that you are so good at it."

Foreman smiled a bitter smile. "Why are you sharing the case with Dr. Fallery? You would never do that in a million years, but apparently you'd do it for Cuddy."

"I need someone to make fun of. Cameron isn't suited for the big bust jokes."

Foreman leaned forward in his chair. "C'mon House, there has to be more to it than that. Even when I was sick, you were close but never too close. You cared, but in your House sort of way. You didn't even dare to share my case with another doctor; you wanted it all for yourself. But you're willing to share this case and believe that a cat is going to predict Cuddy's death."

House had no response.

Chase broke the silence, hoping to ease the tense situation. "How about her brain? Cuddy flew out of the windshield and 10 feet street."

"The MRI didn't show anything." Cameron shrugged Chase's idea off.

"Maybe it did and we just missed it."

Cameron laughed. "How are you going to miss a huge bleed in the brain? Ray Charles could have seen it and he is blind and dead."

"Do you love Cuddy?" Foreman asked House brazenly. "Or maybe you care a little…but you wouldn't even do this if you cared just a little. A person like you would have to actually love someone in order to go to this length for them."

Chase's attempts to keep the situation under a little bit of control was falling to pieces. "Foreman, could we at least stay on topic? The Dean of Medicine is dying and you want to argue about who House cares about. What does it matter anyway?"

House's frozen silence melted away. "Chase is right. It is in the brain…we just can't see it from the brain."

House started towards the elevator and the team followed in a confused haze. So much had happened in ten minutes that they weren't sure where the ripping current of the case would take them next. Foreman dropped trying to pry information from House and followed in step after Chase and House.

Cameron fell a little behind and kept to her silent thoughts. She wandered into House's office for a second. Cuddy's file was sitting right on House's desk. She was only going to be gone for a moment. She was sure that House wouldn't notice.

For some odd reason, House insisted on letting no one see Cuddy's file but himself. He claimed that it was only out of curiosity that House be able to keep Cuddy's file. He said that he was just finding new ways to invade Cuddy's privacy and keep the file was the perfect way. But something told Cameron that there was more to it than that.

Cameron glanced around and then picked the file up from House's desk. She flipped to the most recent page and found something that disturbed her. She looked in the upper corner for Dr. Fallery's extension and she intended to call it.

The phone rang once before being answered. "Dr. Catalina Fallery speaking."

"Hi, Dr. Fallery, it's Dr. Cameron."

Her voice was pleasant. "Well hello, Dr. Cameron. Is there something that I can do for you?"

"You lied to us. You knew this whole time that Cuddy was pregnant." Cameron's voice was dark.

"Well, I didn't have to tell you that. Dr. Cuddy wished that I told no one. So I didn't. You really shouldn't be sneaking around other people's file like that. Some things are no for you to judge or you to know."

Cameron was not satisfied with her answer. "Well, there is something else that you neglected to tell us about."

Dr. Fallery's voice on the other line sounded amused. "I know what you are going to ask. And that my dear, is something I won't tell you."

I just love cliffhangers. I can't wait to fit some real Huddy action in the next chapter!! Thanks so much for reading and please review. Reviews make me happy and keep me (and the story) alive!!