A/N: Whee! So many chapters already! This is actually in the top 5 of my more popular fics, I'm so glad. Thanks to all of you that have reviewed! Hopefully this chapter will give you some of the answers you've been looking for. If you think there're questions which Wilson should be asking, just let me know and I'll see if I can work them in. It's

Wilson stared at House who was glaring at Ricky Morgan. Morgan, for his part, looked stunned. "She's my daughter."

"No!" Millie yelled, trying to pull away. "You were never a father to me! You were terrible! Greg actually cares!" She finally managed to pull away and fell into House's arms. House encircled her protectively and glared at Ricky.

Pushing Millie behind him, he stood up straighter.

"Now stay away from my daughter." House said, "Or I'll make good on my threat to kill you." His voice was low and dangerous. Then he turned around and walked out, ushering Millie and Wilson in front of him. Then, as he closed the door, he shoved his cane in and it locked the door from the outside.

Pulling out his mobile phone, he dialled 111. "Police please. Yes. I need a man to come to arrest a man for murder. Yes I have proof. A witness." He said, looking at Millie who nodded. Wilson gathered the girl in his arms, hugging her close.

Ten minutes later, the police were taking Ricky away. House, Wilson and Millie finally got home, with instructions to come back the next day to testify.

They were all shaken, and Wilson was confused. "What the hell was that?" He asked.

"That," Millie answered, putting her school bag down on the kitchen bench, "was the guy who made me."

"You're father?" Wilson asked, curious as to why Millie flinched at the word, and why they lied to him.

"Not exactly." Millie said, "I said 'he made me', not 'he's biologically related to me'." She looked down at the floor as she sat on the couch.

"Huh?" Wilson was sat beside her, so House sat on the chair, staying quiet.

"I... wasn't born properly... I was a... a test tube baby..." Millie didn't look at Wilson while she told him that.

Wilson looked at Millie, his dark eyes wide in surprise.

"The DNA to create me was stolen from two doctors at a hospital." Millie continued, wanting to get it all out. "Greg was one. When Tony... died," her brother had been killed by Ricky Morgan, "I decided it was time to get away..."

"Holy..." Wilson was at a loss for words.

Shaking her head, Millie continued, "It took me a while, but I got out. But Ricky saw me and started to chase me. I ran and ended up running into a policeman. He saw that I was bruised, and took me in. I explained to him who I was and he called Greg..." Her voice cracked as she remembered.

"I went, mostly out of curiosity. Then I ran the paternity tests... five times." House took over the story, knowing that Millie was a little uncomfortable. She smiled a thanks at him and pulled her legs onto the couch with her. "At first, I thought it was a lie, but after running it five times myself, and after meeting her, I realised that she wasn't lying. I mean, five tests wouldn't be wrong. So I took care of the paperwork and things, and managed to get Ricky locked behind bars, supposedly for life."

"Obviously he escaped." Wilson muttered, still bewildered, "Why the hell didn't you guys tell me?"

"It's no big..." Millie said, "We didn't lie... just... left some things out."

"No big? This is huge!" The oncologist was having trouble understanding everything.

"James... I don't like talking about it." Millie said quietly. "It's hard..."

Wilson paused and thought for a moment before nodding. "Okay..." He turned to House, "But why didn't you ever tell me that she's your daughter?"

"Because I didn't want her to get hurt." House explained. At Wilson's puzzled look, he explained. "How many people have used you to try and hurt me?" he asked, "Vogler, Tritter... I didn't want them to use her too. If they found out that she's my daughter..."

"Also, there was a chance that Ricky would hear about me and come to get me. Looks like he did anyway..." Millie mumbled. She looked up at Wilson. "Please don't be mad James..."

Wilson shook his head, "I'm not mad at you, just surprised. Though now I think about it, you do look like your dad..." Something seemed to occur to him. "Has this got anything to do with how you know so much about medicine?"

Millie nodded. "Yeah, I was an experiment. Ricky was experimenting on racial or genetic memory."

Wilson nodded, he was familiar with the concept. It was all about instinct. "An example would be, if a mouse which was born in captivity will still freeze should it come face to face with a cat, even if it's never seen one before. In the same way that a mouse instinctively knows that a cat is dangerous, I know diagnostics." Millie said. "At least, that's what I think it is. I mean, I've never been taught. I was never allowed out of the house, so I never went to school, and yet I know more about biology than my teacher. It also explains how I know how to speak several languages and how I can do math, but can't easily operate a computer. I never learned how, and neither did Greg."

House nodded. "I only know how to turn them on and browse the net. Plus word and stuff, but other than that..." He shrugged.

Millie turned back to Wilson. "Please... Don't tell anyone this... we don't want people to know..."

"Not only would they use her against me, but they would also probably try and run some tests on her. Technically, she's a clone...Only she has two parents." Millie glared at House. She hated being called a clone. To her, that meant that she wasn't really a person, but merely a copy of somebody else. And while that may technically be true, she didn't want to accept that. She was her own person.

"Technically, that's what everyone is." She pointed out. "Clones of their parents. Mine... just happen to be both male..."

Wilson raised his eyebrows at that. "Both male...?"

"I'm an experiment. That's what I was made to prove. To prove that it is possible for the DNA of two adult males could not only create a child, but a female one at that. My brothers were all failed experiments."

"And the genetic memory was just a by-product apparently." House added on. Millie nodded in agreement and Wilson just stared at them.

"This is gonna take a while to sink in... Not only are you House's kid, and you have his memories, but you're a clone of two men?" He shook his head. "I'm gonna need time to process this..." he stood. "I'm gonna go to bed... I'll see you guys in the morning..."

And with that, Wilson left the room, shaking head and muttering softly to himself. Millie turned to House. "I think that went well..."

House nodded. "Just wait until we tell him he's your other father..."

TBC

I know, I know, cliff hangers... don't hate me... please?
Let me know what you think. Have I just totally ruined it? Or should I continue?
I'm not sure on Wilson's reaction... I think it may be a little out of character, but it took me three hours to get what I got... It was kinda hard...