Hello, once again thank you for the reviews, I'm so glad you all like this story, at least it's a bit happier now. Also forgot to say last time, I'm so relieved you all liked I had Chase save the day, because of House doesn't solve the case then it is always Chase who does. If anyone does remember an episode where Cameron or Foreman solved the case please let me know, because I really can't recall any.

Anyways hope you all like this chapter, it's the one you've been waiting for!!

Chapter 11- Delivery From the Stork

It was a week past Cuddy's due date and she was going stir-crazy. Not only had she been put on bed rest for two months before her birth, but now their son was late.

"Hey fatty, how's it going?" House asked as he limped into the bedroom, having just got back from the market. He briefly regretted bestowing that nickname on her when she looked like she was gonna beat him with his cane. But it was just too easy a jibe for him to ignore.

"Your son is late, guess we know he will take after you in that respect." Cuddy snapped, crossing her arms.

"Yes, 1 more point for me." House said punching the air, before dropping onto the bed and kissing Cuddy. Even in her bad mood she responded, after all surprisingly kissing House did melt some her tension away.

House pulled away and smiled down at his frowning wife. "What's the matter today?" He asked without any trace of annoyance in his voice, wondering if there was something more.

"I'm late." She grumbled. "Were you late?"

"I think I was. Yeah, actually I was a week late exactly." House said. "Meant to be born 18th June."

"Typical of you."

"Oh and I suppose you were on time?" House mocked.

"Nope, in fact I was two weeks early."

"Jeez, couldn't even wait to start living." House thought for a moment. "Hey wait, if you had been on time, you would have been born in the same month as me."

"At least, our kid is being born in March, stretches the birthdays out a bit." Cuddy said rubbing her stomach.

House linked his fingers with hers and rubbed her belly as well, smiling at the feeling of the baby moving around. "Yeah." He said absently.

"Greg, are you sure you're ready to be a Dad?" Cuddy asked suddenly.

"Bit late to be asking me now." House joked.

"I know, I'm just thinking I know I've been complaining about my pregnancy and him being late, but after that we're gonna be parents."

"And we are gonna be great parents." House said.

"Confident, aren't you?" Cuddy groused.

"Always am Lisa, that's why I'm so great." House said without thinking anyone could say any different.

"Obnoxiously so."

"You love me anyway." House said giving her another kiss before she could protest.

HHHHHHHHHH

Hours later that afternoon, Cuddy was sure that the tugging pains she was feeling were contractions and suddenly as she felt the bed get warm, she knew that their son was finally on his way.

For real this time.

"GREG!" Cuddy screeched at the top of her lungs.

"What?" He rushed into their bedroom and sat on the bed. "You need to go to the bathroom?" He noticed the sheets were looking a bit wet. "Oh, you already have."

"Greg, enough with the 'wet-myself' jokes. My waters have broken." Cuddy growled.

"Oh my bad." House said good-naturedly. He stood up again to go back to the Kitchen, to finish making his sandwich. Cuddy closed her eyes and mentally counted down. '3-2-1'.

"Wait, your waters have broken. That means the baby's coming." House cried as it hit him spinning around quickly, almost falling over.

"Finally." Cuddy yelled again as another contraction grabbed her. "Aargh, fucking hell this hurts."

"OK." House grabbed their ready made duffel bag and helped Cuddy off the bed and leading her down the corridor. "OK, no worries Lisa. No worries. You're gonna be fine."

"I know Greg. I'm not panicking." She said calmly as House flapped about trying to get the car open and lock the front door at the same time. She began breathing as coached in all the ante-natal classes and by the time they reached the hospital, the pain was slightly worse.

Before long Cuddy was in her own private delivery room awaiting Dr. Dalton who was gonna be delivering. She was given drugs for the contractions which prompted a few jokes made from House. "Now we even have his and hers drugs! Are we meant to be or what!"

They only had to wait an hour before their son decided to be born. House accompanied Cuddy and of course acted like a wimp and yelled when she nearly crushed his hand. "Do you wanna swap places?" Cuddy asked coldly. House looked away sheepishly and shook his head. There was no way he wanted to attempt pushing a person out of his most delicate area.

After much groaning and grunting and screaming, mostly on House's part, the baby were born. After Cuddy and the boy had been cleaned up and they were all taken back to their room.

On 5th March 2008 at 17:36, Alexander James House was born.