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Conversations.

Chapter Nine – All the Things She Said.

"Greg? There's a small child following you."

The girl tugged on House's jeans.

"Up."

"Why are you here Stacy?"

"I wanted to see you. My therapist thought we should talk."

"Haven't we tried this before? I don't remember the sex being that good."

"Up." The girl insisted, giggling.

"Are you going to ignore her?"

House sighed theatrically, thrusting his cane at Stacy.

"Hold this."

He picked up the girl, settling her and his weight on his left side.

"Where's your mother?"

The girl shrugged, her hair falling in front of her face. House looked up and down the hallway.

"Lost a child?" He spoke loudly, briefly attracting the attention of a group of nurses, "Slave traders will give me five grand for her. Anyone want to top the offer?"

"Greg!" Stacy whacked him on the arm, looking appalled.

The girl giggled again. Stacy glared at House, then smiled at the girl.

"Hi. What's your name?"

The girl shook her head.

"I'm Stacy. Does your mother work here?"

The girl nodded.

"Doctor." She proclaimed.

"What's your mother's name?"

"Not supposed to talk to strangers."

Stacy glanced at House.

"You're not a stranger?"

The girl threw her arms around House's neck.

"Daddy!"

Stacy stared, then leant the cane against the wall.

What's your daughter's name Greg?" Her voice surprisingly steady.

House brushed the girl's hair away from her face, revealing another pair of blue eyes.

"Charlotte."

"Well," Stacy took a step away, "I hope her mother makes you happy."

To be continued…