Titled: Four Brothers III
Author: wheretobe
Rating: PG
Summary: The story of four Sons
Authors note: R&R highly appreciated. This is a very AU story and just a try and see if I could pull it off. !!!! A little typo in the last chapter: Christopher is almost 21, that makes him barely one when his mother passed away.!!!!!

Pairing: Huddy
Disclaimer: I don't own House or its characters Fox does tho, I just used them shamelessly for this snippet.


Christopher James House

'Look...I'll take care of the essentials while you take care of the sprog and legal stuff. Just stay calm before you drop him.'

She nodded and stroked over Christopher's head who had finally calmed, his eyes heavy with exhaustion.

'Why are you doing this House?'

'Because you need the help.'

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'Wilson I need your help!'

House stormed into the office and flopped down on the younger Oncologists Couch, sighing deeply.

Wilson raised his eyebrow and looked at the door before turning back to his patient, who occupied a chair in front of his desk, apologetically. House turned to the Woman too and glared at her.

'Please Lady, this is a live and death situation!'

The woman stood and huffed before stalking out of the door, slamming it loudly.

'That was smooth House, was Bedside manner an elective at your med school?'

'I don't have time for such discussions Wilson. I need help.'

'Oh how could I just forget for a second.'

It took Wilson all his willpower to keep from sighing frustrated.

'Well...tell me what you need me for so we can get this over with and I can tell Mrs Tyler the results of her husbands test.'

'I promised to help Cuddy.'

House looked at him miserably, before rubbing a a hand over his weary face.

'So we need to go to Babys'R'us or something, and you need to help me carry and stuff, also you know more about this than I.'

'How is she holding up?'

Wilson's tone changed from annoyed to worried.

'What do you think does she feel like? Aren't you supposed to be a women understander?'

'So to relieve her you said you would go...what did you promise her?'

'I might have promised her that I would take care of the essentials ...for the Baby.'

Wilson's eyes widened in shock and he was close to hitting his head on his desk.

'House do you even know what essentials mean for a Baby? And what the hell possessed you to promise that? What have you done?'

'Look...it was a second of humanity that struck me when I saw her, ok? A close friend of hers died leaving her with a kid all of a sudden. You know Cuddy. She had no time to plan this all, she's close to freaking and she probably will once she had an ounce of sleep.'

James leaned back in his chair and tried withholding the smirk that was pulling on his lips, making House groan.

'Oh you just have this look again, you're going to give me the You-have-feelings-for-Cuddy speech again right?'

In a gesture of surrender the oncologist had thrown up his hands.

'If you already know what I was going to say, feel yourself patronized.'

He sighed once more and then called a colleague to shift his appointments before getting his Coat and shawl.

'C'mon House...if we want to get all this done today we better get going. And try to get your lackeys evenings free so they can help unloading and putting everything up later at Cuddy's place. She gave you the keys right?'

House smirked and stood, patting Wilson's shoulder.

' Sure she did.'

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'Ok House...I've made a list of the things Cuddy will probably need the most. She needs a baby bed, a changing table, a car seat, a stroller, some basic clothes that means bodysuits and beanies and socks , and some cleaning and diapering stuff.'

With every item House's face fell more.

'House, I have to say that is really generous of you.'

'I would say Wilson that it's really generous of us.'

House smirked at James and got out of the car, now parked close to the entrance of the Baby store. Wilson shrugged and followed him. He could've guessed that he would pay at least half of all this but he didn't care since Cuddy needed the help.

Once inside the store Wilson felt relieved that he had never had to go through this with any of his wives, it was sheer madness. Baby's screaming here and there, expectant and over excited mothers with their annoyed hubbies talking about bedding colors. Salespersons jumbling down the stats of prams and in the middle of it all a grumpy limping bastard who suddenly seemed unable to decide what would be best for Baby Cuddy.

Currently House was leaning over a stroller, his face contorted with effort, pushing the cart back and forth, pulling the top up and down, giving an impression of over worried father.

'House...could you please decide on one? People are already giving us stares...this one woman walked up to me and said it was great that we decided to go against the views of society and adopt.'

'I just thought that we should take one with an integrated travel seat.'

Wilson rolled his eyes and groaned. They had already spend an hour in here only looking at strollers.

'look I get everything to do with clothing and diapering and you take care of stroller, bed, changing table and car seat...or stroller with car seat or whatever, I 'll meet you over there when we're done.'

Wilson pointed to a sitting area, where exhausted Husbands where hunched on chairs already and then strolled of with the shopping cart intent on speeding this whole process up. Once in the clothing area Wilson felt more at ease. Clothing he could do, that was simple. His phone rang while he was looking at one piece bodysuits.

'Yes?'

'Dr. Wilson...where are you?'

It was Cuddy, and her voice sounded decidedly panicked.

'Don't worry Cuddy, I went with House to fulfill his promise to you.'

'Oh god...I totally forgot...you need my credit card...oh god this won't work...House is behaving right? Tell me he didn't do anything.'

'Cuddy calm down a little. House is actually...behaving. He's currently trying to decide on a stroller and don't worry about the money right now. Let us just take care of it right now. How...how are you?'

He could hear her sigh heavily on the other side of the line.

'I don't know James. I don't know what to do, what to feel and now I have to take care of a baby. Everything just so...crazy.'

'I understand Lisa, but try to...stay calm. The Baby needs you now. I'm sorry for your loss. Go be with the small one, take care of things, I guess I have everything under control.'

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It had taken House and Wilson 5 hours to get all Cuddy would need. Since the huge stuff would never fit into Wilson's car the two had it delivered right to Cuddy's place, where Chase and Foreman already waited to help, more or less on free will.

House had, to Wilson amusement, bought a lot more than they had originally planned. The grump had taken big care in deciding for the nursery items, deciding for a crib with baby blue bedding which repeated on the changing table, the woodwork plain white and he had even found a matching dresser. And on top of all that he had decided on a stroller and car seat.

Wilson himself had found all the clothes needed in the first couple of weeks, until Cuddy was set enough to take care of clothes herself. He had bought bottles, bottle warmers, everything for bathing and changing.

'I can't believe a baby costs this much only in essentials, we haven't bought toys or stuff like that.'

'Oh I knew what this would cost, thats why I've taken you with me and imagine...kids get even more expensive once they start walking and talking.'

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One day later House and Wilson had finally finished putting everything up in the spare room Cuddy had used as an Ironing room. Christopher was about to be released to her custody that evening and the adoption papers needed another month to be legalized. Meanwhile Cuddy had to make sure that she had enough time for the baby while still managing the Hospital.

They had already brought her the car seat and clothing but Cuddy had no idea what the rest of the baby stuff would look like, not sure if she should've trusted House and Wilson with the shopping but still hugely relieved that she didn't have that on her mind too.

Once she made it back to Christopher's, she diapered and changed him into something warmer, trying to stay calm and not break into tears again. Lisa had almost cried more then the boy himself and once in a while she had seen him look at her confused when she bawled.

Lisa sat in the rocking chair and looked at the bed again, deep in thought, while Chris fussed. Her eyes were puffy and red rimmed, her back muscles in knots and her hands shaking again. Lisa Cuddy was scared like she hadn't been scared in a long time. How was she supposed to be a mother to a child that wasn't hers, a child that became hers through the death of one of her best friends? How could she ever be happy with that?

Sighing she let her head drop into her hands, elbows on her knees. Before Cuddy could dissolve into tears again someone stepped into the room and knelt before her.

'Lisa, I'm here to get you two home.'

she lifted her head and looked at James tiredly.

'I don't think I can do this.'


All for today. I hope you like and can follow me with Cuddys mixed emotions. Thanks for reading!