Disclaimer:

House isn't mine. Okay, I haven't been updating cos I didn't know how to continue. Anyway, here's the next chapter. I tried really hard just to update. It isn't very good though.

Chapter Twelve: The Preparations

House's mother happily arrived and was greeted by Thirteen. She didn't ask too much questions but merely made a statement of "Oh. You're pregnant." Thankfully, House's mother liked Thirteen as House's bride. She was more than overjoyed that her son was finally getting married. House was relieved that his mother wasn't questioning Thirteen and him.

Over the next couple of days, some of Thirteen's friends started arriving. Some had kids that were going to be flower girls. Thirteen's dad had arrived early too. They were all helping to do up the decorations in the hotel chapel that House had booked for the wedding. It was going to be a nice small quiet wedding, with not too many people, perhaps only slightly above twenty.

House wanted a simple wedding. As such, he advised the guests not to dress up too extravagantly. He had considered having the wedding in a hospital. Chapel to get married in, cafeteria for reception. On second thought, it was going to attract attention. An even better choice was a little out-of-the-way hotel with a small chapel. It would provide the wedding reception, the wedding venue and the guests' lodging. Besides, it was much cheaper than having it somewhere common.

Knock knock. House went to see who was at the door.

"Hi Mr. House? I'm the delivery guy. Here are the wedding photos you took." Said the man standing at the door.

"Thanks." House paid the guy.

"Oh by the way, your fiancée's hot and so are the photos." The delivery guy added and quickly rushed off.

House stared and muttered a quiet agreement.

"Are those the wedding photos?" asked Thirteen briskly.

"Yeah." Replied House.

"Kay, that's another thing done on the list."

Thirteen had a list of things-to-do before the wedding. Of course, she wasn't doing it all alone. There were many people helping her with it. The guests came down before the wedding because most of them lived out of New Jersey. Besides, they felt they were needed and were sort of having a good time helping out with the planning and preparations.

"Hey Mom, you haven't collected the dress you ordered online for us for the wedding." Kimberly, one of the flower girls, told her mother, one of Thirteen's close friends.

"Oh yes. I almost forgot. Do you mind if I go collect it Remy?" asked Thirteen's friend.

"Yeah, sure. I think I got you pretty covered over here." Said Thirteen.

With that, Kimberly and her mother went off.

"Cute kid. I'd like a daughter." House whispered to Thirteen.

They smiled to themselves.

Author's Note:

Kimmmerrz wanted to be in the story as a flower girl so I guess she is in. Thanks to her for giving me ideas that sparked off my thought process. Very plain chapter. Reviews please!