Alex, I don't imagine him being being so much traumatized as pissed if they try to lie about it. Remember one of the first things Greg said to Wilson. "I'm not allowed to have friends, sir." This wasn't meant to be a joke, Greg meant this literally, which makes sense, because if Greg isn't close to anyone then his father doesn't have to worry as much about someone finding out about what he's doing to his son. Do you remember you're first friend? Do you remember how much it hurt the first time someone you cared about lied to you, and you knew they were. And at the same time, if you were in the adult's position wouldn't you lie too or a least deny it some? I mean there are some rather hard to answer questions that are sure to follow once he knows the truth and noway of knowing how he will handle the answers. This is what both haunts me and excites me about this story, it's going to be hard writing that chapter when we get there. Thanks for your thoughts and support, - Nicole

Abby, I'm glad you are enjoying it and would love to know more about what parts you like the most. Thanks, Nicole

HuddyGirl, Yes, I too love playing on the on going theme from the series that Cuddy and Wilson play a slightly parental role in House's life, and now here they are literally playing the role of parents to 'little' Greg. They even fight for his affection some like real parents do from time to time. LOL. Thanks so much for your thoughts, Nicole

TeddyBearHugs, I love the idea of Greg getting an Optimus Prime toy, for all the reasons you listed and more. I also like the idea of Greg making some comments about the 60's, or even after he figures out he's in the future asking what wars we won and things like that. I will probably keep most of it related to the military since that is what he was brought up in. I will let you know that it's not going to be much longer before Greg realizes what's happened. Greg is already listening up about anything that he hears about Dr. House, and even though he didn't notice it right after the transformation, I doubt he'll miss that his name is on the office door. LOL... one of those things no one has really thought about. Thanks for all the great ideas and hope you enjoy the new chapter, - Nicole

They all sat down in a booth and a waitress gave them menu's. "Hi Dr. Wilson, do you want your usual today?"

Wilson smiled at her, "Yes, and a large milk for him," he said tilting his head toward Greg.

"He's adorable, I didn't know you had any children," The waitress commented with a flirty smile.

Wilson smiled back, "He's not mine, I'm just watching him for a while."

"Oh, well like I said he's cute as can be. Ma'am what can I get for you to drink?" The waitress said turning her attention to Cuddy.

"I'll just have water with lemon, thank you," She said and the waitress nodded and was gone. Cuddy opened the menu looking for the children section. "Greg would you rather have a cheeseburger, chicken tenders or chicken fried steak."

Greg really wasn't hungry but he knew that Lisa wanted him to eat. "A cheeseburger Lisa."

Cuddy smiled, "Good, and would you rather have that with fries, chips, macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes, or a cup of fresh fruit."

"Fresh fruit Lisa," Greg said quickly since it sound the lightest.

Wilson and Cuddy both seemed pleased about what he was getting and looked the menu's over trying to decide what they wanted. The waitress returned with their drinks and put them down with straws. "What would like today ma'am?"

"I'll have the number two lunch special, but I would rather have a side salad instead of the fries," Cuddy said glad to see the waitress didn't make a fuss over her substitution.

"Good, and for you, Dr. Wilson?" The waitress said looking at him.

"I'll have the number two with fries," Wilson said with a grin.

The waitress smiled at the boy, "And for you?"

Greg looked surprised to be asked and looked to Cuddy, "He'll have the child's cheeseburger meal with fresh fruit as his side," Cuddy said.

"Does he want all the veggies?" The waitress asked.

Cuddy looked across at Greg who was leaned back in the booth so the waitress couldn't see him as well, "I don't like pickles," he whispered loudly.

"Alright no pickles," the waitress said with a smirk and left.

Wilson gently elbowed Greg, "Since when are you shy?"

Greg looked back at him defensively, "I'm not shy, she just took me off guard is all."

"Okay," Wilson said trying to keep from laughing, "So how have you been liking the book."

Greg thought about it, "It's okay, but I don't understand some of the words, like what is acute liver failure? I know what failure means and that a liver in an organ in the body, but I don't know what a liver does or what acute means."

Wilson sighed, "Well acute means fast and the liver does a lot. It produces things your body needs like bile, and clotting factors for your blood along with breaking down products like insulin and toxins. Your liver also stores vitamins and regulates blood sugar."

Greg felt a pain in his stomach but didn't comment on it as he concentrated on what Jimmy was saying. "So the liver is sorta like a food plant, along the way of the digestive track, it takes in packages of raw material and from that produces things the are essential for consumers, which in this case are other parts of your body?" Greg asked looking up and Jimmy to see if he was right.

Wilson's eyebrows shot up and how well the six year old understood something so complex. "Um, yeah, that's a nice... metaphor for it." He said as he looked at the blue eyes with interest.

Greg quirked an eyebrow up at the way Jimmy was looking at him, "Is there something wrong?"

Cuddy was watching with a smile as Wilson shook his head and mumbled a no while Greg still looked at him with interest. This small boy had all the fun and interesting qualities of House that made him remarkable, he had his brains already and could make an educated grown man stumble on his words with one look. The boy wasn't bitter like House had grown to be, and even though she could tell he was hesitant about opening up to others, he was far more open than she could ever imagine House being. Her smile faded as she watched Wilson fold up some paper and try to play paper football with him, while Greg looked at him as if he was crazy and said something about how a dining establishment wasn't the appropriate place to be playing childish game. She couldn't help it as she remembered the bruises and scars that she'd seen when he took off his shirt, or the shame. How many times had she told House that he had no shame, or half joked about how much he need to go to a psychiatrist because he was too screwed-up? Now that she'd seen shame on 'little' Houses features, she never wanted to see it there again. She frowned remembering when she'd chastised him for not letting people close, but if his own parents would abuse him like she'd seen the evidence of, then why would he ever get close to anyone again. The fear she'd seen in his eyes, when he thought she wasn't going to go to lunch yesterday almost made her lose her composer, as she wondered if he still felt that way. Was House still this scared little boy, just waiting and expecting anyone that got close to him to hurt him?

"Lisa, are you okay?" Greg asked with concerned eyes.

Cuddy gave him a sad smile, "Yes, I'm just... I was just thinking about a friend of mine that I miss."

"Did they die?" Greg asked bluntly but his eyes still had a warmth in them.

She shook her head, "No, they just had to go away for a little bit, but they'll be back in a couple of weeks."

Greg nodded, "I didn't mean to jump to conclusions, it's just you looked so sad, like the people I see at all the funerals my dad takes me too." He said with a haunted look, "There's always a lot of death in the military and a lot of the soldiers going away." He swallowed, "My mom said my dad use to go away a lot before I was born, but after he decided he wanted us to come with him and he took a job training pilots because it was safer. He still goes on mission's every now and then though and when he does she looks sad like you do."

Cuddy felt her eyes moisten some, "And what does she do to help her get past that?"

Greg shrugged looking away from her for the first time and instead staring at the table, "When she's that sad it usually makes her feel better to hold me and then I sing to her." He said as he slowly looked up at her with hopeful eyes, "Of course it's a little ridiculous since I'm six now, but I do it for her and it helps." He chewed on his lips some, "I could do it for you too, if you think it would help?"

She smiled as a tear fell from her eye, "You know what, I think your mother is a very smart lady. Now get over here," she said softly.

Greg quickly slid under the table and popped up on the other side, beside Lisa, where he sat in the booth and hugged her. Cuddy ran her fingers though his hair and she felt the knot where he' hit his head which made her tighten her hold on him. She looked up to see Wilson giving them both a sad smile, and knew he was thinking the same thing she was, which was, what had happened to this sweet caring little boy. "You know, I believe you promised me a song, young man," Cuddy said softly as she held him, his bones were poking into her some, yet it was the best hug she'd had in a while.

Greg smiled with half his face pressed against her chest and the other side visible. "This little light of mine, I'm going to let it shine..." he sang clearly.

She frowned at how precious he was and how sad it was that he'd lost his faith and believe in love so young as she listened to him sing. She smiled at how beautiful his voice was and the believe he had in his words and her smile broadened as she noticed Wilson smiling at him too. There eyes met and she could tell neither of them really wanted this to end, the song, the hug, or for this sweet loving child to ever have to endure whatever it was that blew his little light out. Wilson started singing with him on the verse about not hiding his light in a bushel and by the end they were all singing.

Greg looked up at Lisa with hope, "Did it help?"

Cuddy smiled big as she looked in his loving eyes, "Yes, thank you so much Greg," she said and kissed his forehead.

"Well well, young man, I think you just made every man in this restaurant jealous getting a kiss from this lovely lady," Said the waitress with a smile.

Greg's face turned red as he got embarrassed, "Her name is Lisa and someday I'm going to marry her." He said matter of factly, to which both Jimmy and the waitress looked surprised.

"Really?" Wilson asked with a smirk.

Greg got redder, "Yes, I told her last night I would marry her and she said that when I get older, if she was still a spinster, that she'd marry me," he said back a little defensively.

The waitress smiled big at his answer, "Okay heart-breaker, but for the moment I'm pretty sure you're going to need those hands to eat with, so you might want to stop pawing her for the moment." She said jokingly.

Greg let go of Cuddy and turned in his seat looking at the waitress fully with a cold dark glare, "It was just a hug to help make her feel better, ma'am. I'm only six, and she's an honorable woman! She's a doctor.." He bit his tongue from saying to rest of that sentence, since it would be rude to say. His words may have stopped short of what he was thinking but the indication was there, it was obvious as the boy glared at the woman that he thought her to be nothing compared to his Lisa.

The waitress swallowed under the boys unnaturally intimidating eyes, "You plan on sitting there to eat or back where you were sitting?" She asked as she had his plate in the right hand and the other two in in her left hand.

Cuddy put a hand on his small shoulder as she watched him chew his lips nervously and look at her. "He'll eat over here," she said back firmly with a reassuring smile to him.

Greg gave Lisa a shy smile then looked at the plate of food. He didn't feel like eating, he'd still felt pretty full from his breakfast and the pain in his stomach was still there, but it didn't fell like the familiar pain of hunger that he was use too, it was different. "Thank you ma'am," Greg said to the waitress who nodded and handed out the rest of the plates. He knew that they wanted him to eat, and that it would be considered rude if he didn't finish so he sighed and started eating.

Wilson watch Greg as he ate, noticing how he looked at the food as if it was a challenge to eat rather than enjoyable. "How's the cheeseburger?" He asked innocently.

Greg looked up at him and forced a smile, "The food is great, thanks Jimmy," he said politely, and it was true; the food tasted fine even if it did cause his stomach to hurt worse. He had to use the restroom before leaving the restaurant because of the diarrhea and while walking back to the hospital he suddenly stopped with a concerned face.

"Greg, is something wrong?" Cuddy asked stopping with him.

Greg met her eyes and shook his head, "No, just a leg cramp is all," he said and started back walking, while making sure to fully extend his leg in order to stretch the muscle more.

"I can carry you," Cuddy said watching him with concern, "I don't mind at all."

"I'm fine, thank you, Miss Lisa," Greg said a little embarrassed by the offer carry him while walking down the street in front of everyone.

"You could ride on my shoulders," Wilson said with a hopeful smile.

Greg smiled as he looked at both of them while walking and wondering still why these two were being so nice to him then shook his head, "The best thing you can do for a cramp is to stretch it out. I thought you two were doctors."

Cuddy and Wilson shared a smirk as they walked the boy in the hospital.

Sorry that this didn't get up until 5 day's after, but I do hope you enjoy. Read, Enjoy and Review! ;)