House rocked his baby to sleep by swiveling side-to-side on his office chair he sat in, watching her eyelids of her bright blue eyes begin to get heavier and heavier as she became more exhausted. An afternoon of being read too and playing with her Daddy when he was supposed to be working had left her enervated by the time of her afternoon nap.
House had drawn the blinds of his office for privacy, over-curious eyes and wagging tongues had the hospital on fire with gossip about the "limping gimps" baby which in theory wasn't a bad thing as it was winter and a nice warm, open fire wouldn't be so bad...
Foreman opened House's office door and popped his head around the corner, "The patient is recovering just fine. Turns out it was just Rhabdo, myoglobin levels in her urine are pretty much close to zero now."
"Yeah," Chase had now pushed the blinds aside, "we're keeping her overnight for observation, but she should be fine."
House nodded, "Great. Now go tell Cameron that I was right. Where is she by the way?" He whispered. Trying desperately to keep a voice volume balance of loud enough for the boys to hear him, but not waking his newborn that had now fell asleep in the comfort of his arms.
"Cuddy cleared us all to go. Snowstorm is about to hit us and there's enough staff here, so we get to go home." Foreman shrugged.
"Just thought we'd update you on the case before we left," Chase informed.
House was now standing on his feet and placing his girl into the mose's basket that he "borrowed" from the pediatrics department, tucking her in with layers of blankets (also borrowed).
"See you all tomorrow. Unless its a snow day..." House stated, "in which case, ha-ray!"
Foreman already having his stuff packed and ready, up and went. But Chase stayed and stepped closer towards the basket that the baby was sleeping soundly within and inquisitively looked over the infants form.
"Haven't been able to have a proper look at the little tyke," Chase whispered. "She looks beautiful. You sure she's yours?" He mocked.
House chuckled, "of course I do. The DNA test told me. I'm not that stupid," he scoffed as he picked up his coat from the back of his chair and put it on. "And where else would she of got her good looks from?" House added wagging his eyebrow humorously.
"You want some help with the stuff?" Chase offered gesturing to the baby bag.
House nodded, locked the door of the office and strolled down the hall to the elevator with chase. His child beside him in her basket.
"So, what's her name?" Chase asked standing besides House in the elevator peering at the infant, "I haven't been able to really get to know her. Everyone's been hogging her since she came on the scene."
"Yeah. Jealous a new babe has come and stolen the nurses attention away from you?"
Chase's chuckle bounced around the metal of the elevator. "Well the novelty of a new baby will wear off which I know you will enjoy; no more unwanted attention. So I plan to splash my toes around in the pool then. You know... really seize my chance."
"Well if you ever want dry toes get one of these," House replied gesturing to his baby and looking down again at her.
She really was beautiful with no faults whatsoever. The consequences of 'wet toes' weren't as bad as he wanted everyone to think.