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House sighed heavily as General Hospital reached a commercial and reached for the remote. Cuddy had sat next through him during the show fidgeting with her hands and abdomen and House knew she was dying to talk more about the pregnancy. Although he was alright with the situation, he still hadn't fully wrapped his head around the idea and wanted to procrastinate acceptance for as long as he could.

"You have about four minutes, maybe five since it's the long commercial," House said muting the television.

"I'm pregnant," Cuddy cried eager to finally be able to speak. "I'm pregnant and the baby is healthy and I'm pregnant."

Having barely been able to think of the words twenty-four hours ago, Cuddy now felt that she couldn't say the words enough.

"Look at it," Cuddy said holding up the sonogram. "That's our baby."

House sat quietly watching Cuddy and briefly glancing at the television. He didn't like the idea of her calling it a baby, particularly so soon but he wasn't prepared to crush her happiness, if only because it would require a longer conversation and most assuredly run over the four minutes they had left.

"I can't believe everything is okay. I've been so sick I was sure that something was wrong. Before I never even got this far so…" Cuddy trailed her smile dimming slightly as she looked at the sonogram. "I don't want anyone to know. It's not that early but it's still early and I just want to be as safe as we can."

"Who am I going to tell? You're the only person I talk to, remember?" House asked putting his arm over Cuddy's legs as she rested them over his.

"James will come around. He just needs time," Cuddy replied putting her head on House's shoulder.

"Yeah I'm sure he'll be thrilled to know that, while the woman he really wanted to marry and have a family with is dead, the man who is responsible and couldn't have cared less about those things has a pregnant girlfriend."

"You're not responsible."

"Let's not talk about Wilson. You have about a minute left to gush about how happy you are until my show comes back on."

"I haven't gained any weight," Cuddy said examining her abdomen.

"Well, you spend a good portion of your day puking."

"I know but I'm not really tall-"

"Not really tall?" House repeated. "You're not tall."

"Fine I'm short. Which means the baby has no where to go but out and-"

"I said you could be happy for the one minute. You just got back from the doctor who said you were fine as is the little parasite. Relish in that."

"You're not really going to call our baby a parasite are you?"

"My shows on," House said looking over at her briefly before turning up the volume on the television.