Cameron was sitting on the sofa when House got home, watching General Hospital. She heard the door shut behind him, and the trademark step-thunk of his gait on the wooden flooring. Instead of his usual greeting, she turned to face him and received a plastic bag to the face.
'House? I know you told me to come home because, and I quote, 'Cuddles wanted you to visit the twins' but surely that doesn't mean you're annoyed at me? You said to come home.'
'You under estimate my powers of being-annoyed-at, woman. But no, I'm not annoyed at you, thus I'm not taking anything out on you. That was a carefully selected present for you.'
'Greg, it's not even the weekend... Why?'
'It's mid-week, well observed. There wasn't a suggested giving date with it though, and I thought long and hard about it before giving it to you.'
'O-kay...'
'Well, aren't you going to look at it?'
Cameron removed the box from the bag, turned it over and read the labelling – it was a pregnancy test.
'What? Don't look at me in teat way Ally; it's a perfectly viable possibility.'
'Why would you think that I'm pregnant?'
'Well, you're five days late, and your maximum is usually three, you've taken to not dabbing the fat off your pizza, and you enjoy 'mindless soaps' as you label them. Lastly, but possibly most importantly, your assets have grown.'
'Greg, they always do for this week! That why nature frustrates you so much.'
'if only that aspect stayed for longer... And I know they do normally, but not this much – trust me. Just do the damn test Ally.'
Cameron nodded, unsure how to react to House being calm and collected over the possibility that she was pregnant. The scenario had crossed her mind over the past couple of days, but she dismissed it – the team had had an exceptionally stressful patient this week. She disappeared into the bathroom and followed the instructions on the box. Once the three minutes were up, she took a look at the result before leaving the bathroom. Tentatively she walked back to the lounge and stood in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe.
'Greg, it... It turns out science isn't 100% infallible. The test was positive.'
'Well done on learning that now, how long have you been a doctor for?'
House smiled, showing that it was meant lightly, and a span of silence ensued for a moment or two, before Cameron couldn't take it anymore.
'Look, if you don't want it, then it's fine. I'll... I'll set up an appointment.'
'Ally, don't talk nonsense. It's not you, you wouldn't have an abortion.'
'If it meant I wouldn't lose you, then I'd do anything within my power.'
'You're not going to lose me Ally, believe me when I say it. I probably don't say it enough, or reassure you of it, but it's true. I've had three days to get used to the idea of... this... At first, yes, I would have urged for the abortion, but I've spoken to Wilson and there was no pressure on me, so it all cooled off. I thought about it today through work, and it's a part of you, not just me. I think my attitude for you extends for it, and I may have finally learnt to share. But only 'cause it has half your genes. Anyone else is still banned. Even if this kids ends up disturbed and troubled, it'll be our disturbed and troubled ankle-biter. Come here you.'
Cameron found herself melting into House's embrace on the sofa. He had been surprisingly mature about it all, and it was at times like these that she appreciated how much he could still surprise her.
'Can we watch Spongebob now? This is the one when they drive places.'
She giggled at his excited face. Or not.
I found this quite a hard one to write - the transition of House between grumpy wotsit and semi-caring sort of family man is difficult! I sincerely hope I wasn't too OOC, (I'd like to say not at all, but that won't have happened...).
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