Didn't you wanna tell me something?", House asked her now.

She gave him a seductively look. "Actually it can wait. Maybe we should get to my place."

"I wish we had your or my place here. This reminds me of a school trip. We could get caught by one of the teachers.", House said and pointed at the house.

"Even more exciting."

She took his hand and they went back to the cabin.

Half a minute after House had closed the door behind them, he stepped back outside.

"Luke!", he shouted into the dark, the dog showed up a few moments later.

"Good boy!", House told him and joined Cuddy on the way to her room.

But the door was locked.

"What's going on here?", she asked and knocked on the door.

"Cameron and Chase needed a bed, after their room is freezing cold.", Foreman explained.

"They smashed the window themselves. That's ridiculous!", she knocked again but she didn't get an answer.

"Let them be.", House finally said. "We can go to my "place"."

This put her smile back on her face. And they went in his room. But it was also occupied.

Wilson was lying between the two empty beds. He was in a deep sleep heading directly towards a big headache.

"Great!", House said sarcastically. "There must be a place where we can have some fun."

"It's either north pole or with company.", Cuddy shrugged.

House looked at his snoring friend.

"How about a bath?", he said and lead Cuddy out of the room.

And so the bathroom was the next occupied room in the cabin.

Cuddy and House had a great night. They enjoyed each other, they had terrific sex. It seemed as if all the flirting and sexual tension that had built up over the years were released in these hours. But they couldn't stay in the bathroom forever and so they had to join Wilson in his room. They lied down on House's bed and he held her tight in his arms.

"These small beds remind me of a school trip, too.", Cuddy said.

"Well, it forces you to stay close to me. Maybe I should get one at home."

Wilson's watch beeped, indicating that another hour was over. House looked at his own watch.

"Well, it's midnight.", he kissed her on the cheek. "Merry Christmas, Lisa!"

Hearing him using her first name made her happy. It was like a conformation for her. He was serious about this.

"Merry Christmas, Greg. And regarding your furniture, a new bed for you is not really on the list right now!"

"Yeah, you're right. A bed for the spawn would be good."

"Well, two actually.", Cuddy whispered.

House got the point but he couldn't resist.

"Why would it need two beds?"

"Oh Greg.", she shook her head. "Seriously, you're son won't be an only child."

Cuddy could see the same sparkle in his eyes, she had seen when she told him about her pregnancy.

"So he will have a brother or sister?"

Cuddy shrugged. "We couldn't recognize it. Must be shy."

House chuckled. "It's definitely not mine, then."

Wilson started talking some incomprehensible words. Finally he turned around and belched.

House talked to Cuddy's stomach.

"Say hello to your godfather, Uncle James!"

"Hmm, right.", Cuddy sighed, "it's the guy you will have to compete for daddy's love, children!"

"They will love him! Wilson will spend enough time babysitting them, every time daddy wants mummy for himself! After all, he's doing great with Luke!"

"House!", she pushed him in his rips. "These are our children, not a dog. There's a little difference!"

There she realized that she was about to raise two kids with House, the guy who behaved like a four year old himself. Ignoring rules all the time to have some fun.

"You are going to learn how to raise a kid!", she finally said.

"I'm a natural!", he replied.

"Yeah, for being a child, not for taking care for it! You will do this, Greg!"

He groaned. "Don't make me read some stupid books, please!"

"Actually you can start next month. I'll visit a course for pregnant women. Wanna join me?"

"I'm not a pregnant woman!", he snapped.

She chuckled. "No, but husbands are welcome, too."

He raised his eyebrow.

"I'm not a husband either!"

"Well, you better hurry! If you want to make sure everyone knows, you spread your brilliancy your kids should have your last name. And there is just one way for this, Mr. House!"

"Are you proposing here?", House asked confused. "I could sneak Chase's engagement ring, just in case!"

Cuddy looked irritated. "Chase is getting engaged?"

House nodded. "Yeah, popped the question to Foreman an hour ago."

She punched him again.

"Moron!", she sighed, "but I think in this case it's ok for Cameron and Chase to steal my room."

"Anyway, don't ask me to marry you, Cuddy!"

Now she looked shocked. Was he about to disappoint her again? House noticed her reaction and added: "It's not your job! But with all the leg trouble I have to practice that knee fall first."

And with this, he pulled her even closer to his body and kissed her on the forehead.

Cuddy closed her eyes. Her head rested on his chest, she could hear his heart beat. She was so happy she could hardly believe her luck. Satisfied and absolutely comfortable she fell asleep.

House watched her and smiled.

But House will be House and he has always been good for a joke. He saw his drunk friend on the floor, probably miles away from consciousness and there was Wilson's bag with all the sewing material.

This night has already been perfect so far but it could get so much better. No, he just couldn't resist.

When Cuddy was asleep he carefully got out of bed and walked back in the living room.

Foreman was asleep.

"Hey, Foreman", House said, shaking the neurologist's shoulder. "Wake up!"

Slowly Foreman woke up and opened his eyes. When he saw House he rolled them.

"Get away, House!" He looked around. "God, it must be the middle of the night. You're a nutcase!"

"You know, words can really hurt a man. Go on like this and I have to take more Vicodin!"

Foreman rubbed his eyes.

"What do you want?"

"It's Christmas. I wanna see Santa and I don't want to wait alone."

"House!", Foreman got louder.

"I need your help."

Foreman chuckled. "I supported you with your Vicodin, fortunately you got them back anyway. But right now, I want to sleep. Good night!"

"Time to have some fun, Foreman. Come on, you can help me with my evil plan!"

"Why do you always annoy me?", Foreman asked.

House rolled his eyes.

"Chase is busy with Cameron, I would disturb them but two black eyes just suck. Cuddy is asleep, and she better stays asleep. She's sweet but still she can be a buzzkill!"

"Ask Wilson!", Foreman groaned pulling the blanket over his head.

House shook his head. "He is the victim!"

He sighed. "Why is it so hard for you? I just want to have some fun, and I thought I could share it with my best employee."

Foreman came out from under the blanket.

"You just say this to make me help you. And tomorrow you will go on insulting me."

"What are you eight? Do you really need my opinion about your skills? You're not my dog, I don't have to pet you every time you do something right."

"I don't want you to pet me. I want you to treat me with respect."

House looked at his watch. "I could have done it myself in this time."

Then he sighed.

"Look, Foreman. I don't know what happens tomorrow, or next year but one thing is for sure. I'll always make fun of you which you might see as disrespectful. But I told you before I only screw with people when I consider them worth it."

House winked at his employee. "Now can you please help me?"

Foreman took a deep breath. He got up and followed his boss into House's room to support him with his next lunacy. "You didn't convince me, House. I just like screwing with Wilson!" he said and shut the door.

It was around four am when the last light in the cabin went out and House got back to Cuddy in his bed.