Hi guys. Felt like written another chapter, I know I always say that it's completed, but something always comes to my mind. And this is the newest addition to "The Future" This time it's no all happy and smut like the three other chapters, but I hope you like it and please review.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from House M.D.

And nothing becomes everything

By Jess S

It was days like these that he whished it wasn't a part of his life. The entire role of being a husband and a father… He waited for them to disappear some day and he would know that they were his final chance of being happy. Or at least having being a reason for him not overdosing of Vicodin.

House standing alone, watching by the window how she, perhaps the person he cared about the most, holding one little girl and a sweet little boy by his tiny hand while they were walking out of his life. For good.

He had always waited for that day, and it was finally there. Strangely he didn't' feel as relived or peaceful as he believed he would. Those moments of them being true family, those moments where she would tell him that she loved him were everything, and those moments where he lived for his children happiness didn't seem to leave his mind.

Hold on, we are almost there…..

It was all for nothing, nothing. He had wasted everything he had. The only person that he loved and could love was gone, and now nothing else mattered.

And to score a complete touchdown, she had left with his children. With their children, the children they had created together.

He had done it all, begged and cried. Or at least he always believed he would. Oddly he couldn't remember why she was leaving or if he had truly begged. He couldn't understand it. He looked around the silent living room and not a single sound was heard.

Then it crossed his mind quickly so he looked out the window, however now no one was in his sight. What had crossed his mind was gone by the time he wondered about his whereabouts. He felt peace in his soul and nothing could compare to what her soft voice was whispering.

I love you…

He loved that voice only because it was a part of her. House heard her sobs and he wanted to open his eyes, but it wasn't possible. Then panic kicked in and he realised that he couldn't move his arms. What was happening to him??

They were almost where??

Wasn't he just moments before watching her leave him, leave him to himself and taking his children with her.

House….

He knew there was more to the sentence, but her voice trailed of and he would have given everything to hear her speak more.

Salt. That was the taste he had on his lips, he was sure. It had to been salt. The smell of hamburgers and French fries filled his nose, and he craved them.

I love you…..

She was whispering now, but he still couldn't open his eyes. He hated not having the power to control himself. He wanted to open his eyes so badly, and to see her and tell her its okay.

House, can you hear me???

It was Cuddy who spoke now, where was Cameron? He wanted Cameron and her sweet comforting voice by his side. Why couldn't he open his eyes and speak? He wanted Cameron, and he wanted his children by his side.

It couldn't be that she had left him; she told and even promised that she would never do that. It was a promise they had made to each other the day of their wedding.

Their children would grow up not knowing their father, and they would think of him as he thought of his father. And House most certainly did not want that. He had worked as hard as he could these last few years to be the best father he knew how. And Cameron knew that, so how could she do this to him?

House, can you hear me??

The memories of him leaving the house early because of Chase's call haunted his mind now. Their patient had gotten a new symptom and they needed House to make the next move. He wanted to do the whole thing over the phone, but Cuddy had apparently insisted on him coming to the hospital.

So he got up and with a short glance at his sleeping wife, and a quick trip to his children's bedroom he was off to the hospital.

He figured his motorcycle would get him faster to the hospital and faster home. The cold wind and the chilly air made him whish he was back in his bed.

They so were close to solving the case and now the patient just had to show a new symptom. And of course the Aussie had to share his new information with Cuddy. Stupid idiot…

Winter was close, and House had never been more thankful for the gloves his children gave to him as a birthday present.

House, you are going to be okay…

Cuddy sounded almost scared, but it was impossible. House doubted that Lucifer could be scared, right?

He had finally managed to get his life too somewhat peaceful, and now they were all leaving him.

What happened? Can I help?

Wilson. It was positively Wilson's voice, but it was so far away that he couldn't…. Wait, what did Wilson mean by what happened?

House still wondered why he couldn't open his eyes and his mouth, so he could ask were was Cameron??

He heard Cuddy say something, but it didn't reach his ears.

House had to go home, that was all he knew. Cameron was probably waiting for him and finally Chase could do the paper work. He had solved the case after being inside the hospital three whole hours and now it was time to go home.

Home.

It was Saturday and his stomach gave its signal for wanting food. It wasn't long before the small house where he spent most of his time would show, but then suddenly he saw her petite figure waving with French fries in her hand. He felt a grin swim to his mouth and by pulling over his motorcycle; he was greeted with two small creatures smiling at him.

The little girl was holding out her hands, wanting him to hold her. The little boy nibbled on a half hamburger.

Cameron smiled and gave him a gentle kiss, and then asked if he wanted some French fries. House didn't even have to say yes, before she gave him the box that contented the tasty food. He shoved a few fries in his mouth, and chuckled when the little boy did the same.

House, don't give up yet….

He ignored Cuddy's voice and tried to return to his former memory. After realising she was alone in the king size bed, she had made breakfast and decided a little while later that they could visit him at work.

And that's what they were planning on, however the kids really wanted French fries and they insisted that she pulled the car over.

And that was the explanation he got from her, when he asked what they were doing eating out.

Then sudden silence washed over him. There was no memory, no nothing. The colour black over shadowed his memory as well as his thoughts. And nothing became everything.

Hi guys. Hope you liked reading this. I just started writing and this is what came out of it… So now all you have to do is push that little review button and tell me what you think.

A new chapter for "The Coffee" will hopefully be up by next week. Have a wonderful day. Oh,and there is more to come of this chapter, don't worry it's not over..Yet