She pulled in front of their hotel promptly at six am. Having only slept a couple of hours, she felt sluggish that morning. She had called them ten minutes ago and they were waiting outside for her. House started walking towards the car first slipping into the passenger side. She smiled at him.

"Good Morning. I got you a coffee." He said.

"Thanks." She took it as everyone else boarded in. "Good Morning, Jimmy."

"Morning, Mer." He answered.

"Good Morning, Cameron, Chase, Forman." She said.

"Good Morning." They echoed.

She began making her way out of the parking lot as the phone rang. She was at a stop waiting to get on the main road, so she dug through her bag until she found it.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Dr. Grey?"

"This is she. Who is this?"

"This is Dr. Parker."

"Oh, hi, Dr. Parker."

"Your results came in and I'm happy to say you do not have anything wrong with you. Quite the opposite actually, I'm glad to inform you that you are… pregnant."

The phone slipped out of her hand and she struggled to keep control of the car. Pulling to the side of the road, House, his team, and Wilson looked at her.

"What's wrong?" Wilson asked. She didn't say anything as she grabbed the phone from the floor. Pushing the door open, she brought the phone to her ear and shut it again.

"I'm sorry. I thought you said…" She took deep breath leaning back on the door.

"I'm sorry. I mean… I thought you…" Dr. Park stumbled with her words.

"No, I mean… I'm just shocked. I mean…" She rubbed her eyes. "I didn't plan this and I… Wow. It's just a lot to comprehend all at once…." She let out a long sigh. "Wow."

She watched as the cars flew by her. "Thank, Dr. Parker." She tried to wrap her head around it.

"Call me if you want to set up an appointment."

"Alright, thank you so much."

"You're welcome, Dr. Grey. Goodbye."

"Bye." She hung up the phone letting her head fall back but a small smile played her lips. Regaining composure, she opened the door and got back in. "Sorry about that." She smiled at the people who were looking at her curiously.

"Ah, Mer?" House said looking over at her.

"Yeah?" She looked over.

"¿Qué está equivocado?" House asked in Spanish unsure if she would want to team to know what was going on, so only he, her, and Wilson would know. "What's wrong?"

"Nada. Yo estoy fino." She shrugged continuing to drive. "Nothing. I'm fine."

"¿Entonces por qué paró usted el coche?" Wilson asked. "Then, why did you pull over the car."

"Necesité algún aire." She answered. "I needed some air."

"Por que?" House asked. "Why?"

"No es nada. Enfoque apenas en Christina, en este momento." She answered sharply as they pulled into the hospital parking lot. "It's nothing. Just focus on Christina, right now."

House sighed. "Hablaremos más tarde." "We'll talk later."

"Necesito hablar para Marcar primero." She said getting out of the car. "I need to talk to Mark first." "Come on. I have to go check on Christina then talk to the Chief."

"About what?" Wilson inquired curiously.

"About keeping certain people out of her room."