A/N – Here's the last chapter. I'm sorry about abruptly ending this, but I am completely out of ideas. I'm also sorry it's so short compared to my last few chapters. Maybe one day I'll figure out what will happen next, and create a sequel, but for now I guess you lovely readers will have to make do.

Chapter 10

The Dream

Three weeks had passed by quite nicely for House, Ariel, and Ginger. House had been giving his daughter guitar lessons almost every day, and discovered early on that she had his musical talent when she picked it up quickly.

He even had her sleep over at his place one weekend. But Ginger's favorite activity was their biggest secret. Her dad was teaching her to drive his motorcycle. She was loving that, but knew if her mom ever found out, there'd be hell to pay.

Ariel was loving life in New Jersey. Business was great, Ginger was finally behaving herself (well, more than she used to), and Greg House was back in their lives. She couldn't be happier with her life.

House had taken Ariel out several times, and both found they still enjoyed each other's company. Ariel couldn't help but wonder if this time around House would end up proposing. She hoped so.

And to be honest, he was hoping it would get to that point one day, too.

Well, House had done it. He had proposed to the love of his life, Ariel, and the two had survived planning the wedding.

And now it was the big day. Everything was in order, everyone in their seats, and House, with his best man, Wilson, was standing up front.

Gazing around him, House found that he couldn't stop smiling. It was a small wedding. His team, Cuddy, and his parents were sitting to House's left. Ariel's friends and family, and Marcia and her parents were sitting to his right.

Although he couldn't be happier, House still felt nervous. What if he did something to ruin this relationship? What if something happened to him? With all the vicodin he takes, it's possible. He turned at grinned nervously at his best friend.

Wilson smiled back encouragingly, and House turned back around. The music started playing, and the doors in the back opened. Everyone's heads turned to watch as his daughter, in a beautiful dress, although she didn't look that comfortable wearing it, walked down the aisle.

When she reached the front of the room, she grinned at him. Her smile was identical to his, and he watched as she stepped to the side.

The march started playing, and this time the whole room stood up. Ariel appeared, looking like an angel in a long, white gown that showed off her perfect figure.

House watched in amazement as she slowly walked down the aisle. He stepped down to meet her. They gazed into each other's eyes for a moment before taking their place in front of the pastor.

The ceremony started, and it came time to recite their vows. They made their promises, and exchanged rings. Then the pastor said those magic words.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Grinning, House flipped the veil covering Ariel's face and pulled her into a wonderful, deep kiss. When they broke apart, everyone was clapping. Well, Ginger was cheering.

The couple slowly walked down the aisle (if he didn't need the cane, they probably would have run) and out the doors.

A half an hour later, everyone was dancing and talking at the reception. Soon it was time for the couple's first dance. House was nervous about this part because of his leg. But the couple had chosen a slow song, and just swayed to the music.

When it came time to cut the cake and share the first piece, House grinned mischievously as he smothered it all over Ariel's mouth. Smiling just as evilly, she returned the favor.

Finally, it was time for the couple to leave on their honeymoon. Ginger was going to stay at Marcia's while her parents went to Hawaii, a place Ariel had always dreamed of going.

Just as the limo was pulling away from the curb, House was leaning in to kiss his bride.

"It's another sunny day in New Jersey. It's going to be cool, so be sure to wear your jackets, folks."

House woke with a start. Blinking, he couldn't believe the dream he had. He couldn't help but wonder what if.

The End