Disclaimer: I am a broke college student. All recognizable figures belong to higher powers.

Yeah, Wilson's going to have a real FML moment in this chapter. I couldn't resist.

FML

"Reid-Morgan residence, Spencer speaking." Spencer pressed the phone between his ear and his shoulder and shifted on the couch, trying to entice Trey to finish a bottle.

"It's me."

"Lose the weight yet?" Spencer teased. He made faces at Trey while he talked.

"I hope those certificates will last a while."

"Harder than you thought? Took me a while. And I didn't even lose all of it. I told Tony how much I weighed at one point and he said I was golden. Derek thought so too."

"I've seen pictures of you before Ella. A little weight looks great on you." Wilson sighed. "No, House knocked me up again."

"You're kidding."

"I wish. He parades around the hospital while I have my head in the toilet bowl. And the twins are only five months! Dammit!"

"Hey, talk to me."

"It took forever to get pregnant with the twins."

Trey giggled when Spencer tickled him. "I think it's like women and in-vitro. After it's done a few times, your body takes over and you can become pregnant on your own. Your body understands the process now and can replicate it."

"My kids are going to be fourteen months apart."

"Ella and Livi are eighteen."

"House was supposed to have the God-damn surgery and we were using condoms."

"Not that I'm making excuses for House, because he does that enough on his own, but he was a little distracted by you."

"I'll give him that."

"And condoms break. It's how I got Livi."

"And how do you get two girls? House did the math for me. The chance of two men having a girl is a one in four and you have two."

"Punnett Squares are fun, aren't they?" Spencer switched the phone to the other ear while he rocked Trey. "And I'm an anomaly; it's part of the Reid Effect."

"Right, I heard about that."

Spencer bit his lip. "Does House know?"

"Not officially, as in, I just confirmed it myself, but he has a pretty good guess." Wilson groaned. "I don't know what I'm going to do."

"What are you doing right now?"

"Arthur is down for a nap and I'm feeding David."

"How does it feel?"

"Wonderful. God, I love the boys."

"And their eyes?"

"So far still kind of blue, but they look like they're going to change to brown. I really wanted them to get House's eyes too." Wilson sighed.

Spencer laughed. "Trey has kind of grey-ish eyes. Derek's father had blue eyes."

"You asked how I feel. I'm scared of being on bed rest again. I'm scared of screwing up and I'm scared I'm going to do something to lose the baby."

"You're keeping it."

"Yes. Before I called you, I called Moore. He's sending the damn shots home with House."

"Great way to tell your partner."

"Actually, once I get off the phone with you, I'm packing up the boys and we're bringing Daddy lunch."

"Then I'll let you go. And check the certificates, but I don't think they expire."

"What are you doing anyway?"

"Derek is at work and Elle stopped by to take the girls for the day. It's just me and Trey."

"So you're sitting on the couch making faces at him."

"You bet. Now, go."

"Have a good one, Spencer."

"You too, James. We'll be up soon to visit."

"Hope so."

Spencer grinned at Trey when Wilson hung up. "See, you're going to have more playmates."

Trey grinned and giggled as Spencer lifted his shirt and blew raspberries on his stomach.