A/N – hehe, chapter 10! Yay! Sorry I haven't updated in FOREVER! I have no school for a week….so I will hopefully update again soon – I am trying to write new chapters for all five of my stories…

Disclaimer – I do not own House M.D. It all belongs to David Shore and Fox.

~Chapter 10~

"Your father was in a car accident a couple of days ago. He was in a coma and woke up not that long ago." Rebecca replayed a part of the run-down Cuddy had given her about her father's prognosis, as she stood against the far wall in House's private room.

"When I told you I would see you for Christmas, staying in a hospital wasn't what I had in mind," She told him quietly, though she knew he would not be able to hear her from where she was standing. For the past couple of weeks, she had been staying in a hotel not that far away. She had wondered why her dad was not answering her calls and no one was at his home. Ever since her mom passed away a few months ago, her whole life had changed. Let's just hope a car accident doesn't result in killing you too, she thought as she quietly wiped a stray tear off of her face. Leaning back against the wall, she closed her eyes, wishing everything would go back to normal.

"Becca?" House asked sleepily as he opened his eyes to see his teenage daughter standing in his hospital room. Is she…crying? He thought as he mentally cursed himself for causing her more pain after her mom passed away.

"Dad, you're awake!" a small smile appeared as she quickly moved close to his bedside.

"Yeah, so…how have you been?" House asked as Rebecca held his right hand tightly.

"I'm fine, now on to you – what the hell happened?" She asked, as she looked deep into his eyes, showing him that she was not going to back down anytime soon.

With a sigh, he closed his eyes, "I went to ask someone on a date."

"Really, Dad? That's great!" She said excitedly. When House gave her a questioning look, she corrected herself, "Err, the asking someone on a date is great, not the fact that it gave you a free ticket here."

"I'm sorry," House said as he squeezed her hand.

"It's ok Dad, just don't die on me, and everything will be fine," Rebecca said sarcastically as she pulled the chair closer to the bed and sat down, the whole time not letting go of his hand.

Cuddy stood outside of House's patient room watching the scene before her. Her arms crossed loosely by her stomach, and she was zoned. She still could not believe that he had a daughter, and was able to keep it a secret for sixteen years. Cuddy was only able to see the back of the young girl, and she was blocking part of her view of the well-known diagnostician. They did not notice her standing outside of the room, and she was glad.

"Hey, how is he doing?" Wilson asked as he appeared beside Cuddy. Before she could respond, his eyes grew big, "Who is that?"

Cuddy closed her eyes shortly as she turned to face him, "That is Rebecca Harper, you know, the girl you hired yesterday?"

"Oh yeah, I knew that. Wait, why is she in there with House?" Wilson asked as he eyed the pair suspiciously.

Cuddy smiled as she stared back at the unusual pair who was busy talking on the other side of the glass.
"She's his daughter," She told him, her eyes locked with House's for a moment before she smirked at a shocked Wilson, and walked away.

"She is his -?" Wilson asked when Cuddy turned around with a small smile and interrupted him with a "Yep."

Shaking his head as he tried to take hold of the information he had just received.

"House has a daughter..." He mumbled as he walked towards the elevators.

A/N - Hey, this chapter is short...I know, but I thought it was a good place to end. Hope you liked it :)

Oh, and I have a picture of House, Cuddy, and Rebecca on my account on Fanpop, so...you should have a look:

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