Hello children, I'm glad I got some reviews for the last chapter, I wasn't sure whether to put it in or not, it didn't really push the story forward, but anyway this one will. Watch out the drama is a'coming!!!
Chapter 7- The Storm Is Approaching
"Hey how you feeling?" Wilson asked after a board meeting. Cuddy was now in her fifth month of pregnancy and loving it. Despite the swollen ankles, the fact she was now starting to show and beginning to wear her maternity clothes, getting cravings in the middle of the night (something House didn't like) and feeling randy every hour or so (something House did enjoy), but Cuddy was really happy to have reached her fifth month and actually still be pregnant.
"Fine." Cuddy lied.
"Except…" Wilson said.
"What?"
"Well when I saw you first this morning, you weren't you're usual organised self." Wilson tried to say delicately.
"Could be because I'm pregnant." Cuddy pointed out.
"Really Lisa, how you feeling?"
"I am a bit tired and I threw up again this morning."
"But morning sickness should have stopped already."
"That's what I thought. I made an appointment with Dr Dalton to check up on things." Cuddy said quickly, trying to reassure herself that it was gonna be fine. Her son was gonna be fine. But Wilson picked up on her nervousness.
"Hey I'm sure, everything's OK, maybe you could take a few meetings off and let me handle a few things here." Wilson offered. "You know kinda take some of the stress of the job off."
"Yeah, that would be very helpful." Cuddy agreed. Usually when Cuddy rarely went on a conference or dare say it vacation, Wilson usually stepped in to take over her job, when she was away. Plus he had been expecting to when Cuddy went on a few weeks maternity leave after giving birth.
"Have you been eating enough?" Wilson questioned suddenly.
"Yeah, House said that now I'm pregnant it's an excuse for him to feed me all those junk foods he likes, apparently he wants to convert our son to them as well." Cuddy smiled. "But I have been sneaking in the healthy meal as well."
"OK well then, I'm just going out to get something from the deli down the street, can I get you something for lunch?"
"Yeah, Chicken sandwich and a salad as well. Oooh and a chocolate brownie if they have them, if not a cookie or cake."
"OK, I got it." Wilson smiled, leaving her office.
To health-conscious Cuddy's horror, her son had been making her crave chocolate like nobody's business. Anytime she tried to ignore it, she either got moody or sick.
She had lied to Wilson, she had been throwing up in the mornings and afternoons for the past three days but she assumed it was just a touch of the flu or something. She hadn't told House because he had been busy with another dying patient so he was coming and going at various times of the day. She didn't want to worry him if it was nothing serious.
As Cuddy began typing up a report on her computer, she found herself feeling peckish even though Wilson was getting her lunch, so she found an old candy bar in her office, one she remembered House had hidden there fr safe keeping, though he said it was for his son.
However after she had wolfed down the bar of chocolate, her vision kinda blurred and her breathing became erratic. She tried to call out for her assistant but it was no use, before she could even whisper she collapsed on the floor.
Thankfully Wilson was only a minute away from bringing her lunch. "Hey Lisa, I got you cake, a cookie and a- LISA!" He stopped suddenly tossing the food on the desk and rounded it to see Cuddy lying on the floor. He checked her pulse and yelled for help.
HHHHHHHHHH
Of course word had quickly spread that Cuddy was lying in a hospital bed, just as House was gloating to his team about solving his latest patient's disease, Wilson rushed into his office and relayed what had happened.
House met Cuddy in her room with Dr. Dalton as well. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know, I just fainted." Cuddy said, irritated at all the staff passing by her room to look at her. House saw this when a group of med-students went slowly by the window, and scowled at them while pulling the blinds down. "Thanks." Cuddy said.
"Well how's the sprog?" House asked Dalton who was giving Cuddy an ultrasound.
"He's fine, his heartbeat's a bit fast but probably just because he doesn't know what going on. But he should be fine." Dalton assured them.
"Thank god." Cuddy sighed, leaning heavily against her pillows. "Umm, there's something else though. I was actually gonna come see you today."
"Yes, Dr Cuddy?"
"Well I've been throwing up every morning and even during the afternoon. But I haven't been eating anything out of the ordinary and I'm not taking an Medication and I'm doing everything I'm supposed to-"
"Lisa, calm down." House said, reaching for her hand, not caring if Dalton saw them.
"Sorry just this fainting, is it something that could happen again, can I prevent it?" Cuddy asked worriedly.
"Lisa, it's not unusual given your age and your past pregnancies, but I'm gonna take some blood and run a few routine tests, just to make sure. Will that make you feel better?"
"Yeah." Cuddy nodded.
"OK then. I'll send in a nurse in a few minutes." Dalton said, leaving the married couple alone.
"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well?"
"You were working a case, I didn't want to distract you. Plus if I was gonna get it checked out so if it was something serious I would tell you." Cuddy tried to explain.
"I know I've been working hard but you know you can tell me anything." House said. "I mean we're married now, we have to do that. That's why Jimmy's marriages didn't work out."
"Hey be nice to James, he found me."
"I know, I know, I'm just saying you can tell me anything especially if it involves your health or our son's for that matter."
"OK, I promise if anything else happens you will know." Cuddy assured him.
HHHHHHHHHH
"What?" Cuddy asked in shock. "No, no I can't, I won't."
"Dr Cuddy, please-"
"No!"
"What's going on?" House had just arrived, having been paged. Cuddy's results had come through and apparently the news wasn't good.
"She says I have to ter- abo. She says I have to get rid of our son." Cuddy whispered.
"What happening?" House asked, trying to remain calm.
"Dr. Cuddy's tests show that her blood work is not healthy and the foetus isn't getting any food for some reason. The umbilical cord is clear and it should be fine, but for some reason-"
"What reason?"
"We can't figure it out. But the baby is not gonna live if it stays in you Dr Cuddy." Dalton said firmly. "We can give you an emergency surgery but since you're only five months old, there isn't that high a chance of survival. We will do our best but as a Doctor you understand the risks of premature births. There isn't anything else we can do."
"Then don't. I want Greg to." Cuddy suggested.
"What?" House asked, his head snapping to hers.
"You do this all the time, you had a case like this a few months ago, you can solve the puzzle and let us keep our son, safe and healthy." Cuddy pleaded, knowing that House wouldn't dare let anyone else treat his family anyway.
"OK then." House nodded. And took what was the most important case of his life.
