A/N: Thanks for all the reviews and sorry about the wait, I just got back from vacation. I am going to try something a little different; this chapter starts from Cuddy leaving House at the kitchen table. I will stop talking now and let you enjoy this new chapter.
Chapter Twelve- Kiss and Makeup
"Do not deflect! House I need help around here, I can't do everything!" Cuddy shouts back at him, effectively waking Emma up. Cuddy sighs and stands up heading for the nursery.
House watches Cuddy walk past him with regret. This was not the way he wanted their conversation to go. House bites down on his pizza while listening to Cuddy soothe Emma. Meanwhile, he couldn't stop his father's voice from cycling through his head. You're a failure; you can't even do one stupid thing for Cuddy. You should just leave! Leave and don't ever come back! House grabs his keys off of the table and left his own home because it doesn't feel like home anymore.
Fifteen minutes later, Kim hears a familiar thumping sound at his door.
"James, House is here!" Kim yells to Wilson who is in the nursery putting the twins to bed. Kim opens the door to a scowling House.
"Damn it, where is your better half?" House asks and walks past Kim into the living room. "Wilson get your ass down here!"
"Shut up, you will wake up the twins," Kim snaps and sits down on the couch to wait for Wilson.
"I will wake up your spawns if you don't get me a beer," House says back without missing a beat. Kim disappears into the kitchen, no longer wanting to deal with Wilson's best friend. Wilson walks down the stairs and frowns when he sees his best friend sitting on his couch.
"Cuddy kicked you out?" Wilson asks. Kim reenters the living room with a beer for House. House reaches out to grab it, but Kim unscrews the bottle cap and chugs the beer.
"I am not telling you until I have a beer. Since your bimbo drank the last one, I guess we will have to go out," House says and tries to grab the beer out of Kim's hands.
"House, I can't go out, I have to stay here." Wilson says, not wanting to hear House rant for the next three hours.
"No, go out, I can handle the twins on my own." Kim butts in.
"See, grab your jacket and let's get out of here. I need to get drunk." Wilson sighs and complies with House's commands. Soon the pair are in Wilson's Volvo ready for a night out.
"So at least give me a hint as to why your fiancé kicked your ass out." Wilson says and heads towards Sherry's bar.
"She did not kick me out, I left voluntarily."
"YOU LEFT!" Wilson yells at House who flinches.
"Yes, now shut up and keep driving," House snaps. Wilson knows that House will open up more after a few beers so he refrains from asking anymore questions. Wilson pulls into the Sherry's parking lot and they walk into the bar. House and Wilson sit down at the bar and order beers.
"So you left…" Wilson starts and takes a swig of his beer.
"Wilson, at least let me get buzzed first before you do your thing," Wilson backs off and allows House to enjoy his beer in peace. Two hours and four beers later House is ready to talk.
"I forgot to pick up Emma at Marina's because I fell asleep. Cuddy totally overacted and told me that I don't listen to her and don't contribute to anything in our relationship." House explains and downs the last of the beer. Wilson shakes his head and takes a sip of his own beer.
"So, this whole thing started because you forgot to pick Emma up from the nannies? I don't believe that, what did you say to piss her off?" Wilson asks trying to wrap his head around the situation.
"I may have downplayed the situation a little more than she would have liked, but I didn't insult her in any way." House says with conviction. Wilson looks for any signs of House misleading him. However, Wilson found none so he decides to help House out.
"Okay, I agree with you that Cuddy overreacted, but you need to apologize to her."
"Why? I didn't do anything wrong."
"House, you left her when you guys had an argument, I know you think you don't need to, but you do."
"That's stupid I am not apologizing just to make her feel better."
"You do because if you don't apologize then you guys won't make up." House took a minute to consider Wilson's testimony.
"Okay, I will go talk to her right now, let's go." House gets up from the barstool and staggers to the door of the bar. Wilson realizes what a big mistake House is about to make and he runs out of the bar after him.
"House, what the hell are you doing?"
"I am following your advice; I am going to go win Cuddy back. Now get in the car and drive me back to your house so I can grab my motorcycle." House orders and awkwardly climbs into Wilson's car. Wilson joins House in the car and tries to reason with him.
"House you are drunk and its nearing eleven at night, all you would be doing is pissing off Cuddy more by going home."
"Cuddy loves me too much to kick me out on the street,"
"House, shut up, you are drunk and not making any sense right now. I am less wasted than you, I have no idea why, but I am. You are staying at my house tonight and tomorrow you can talk to Cuddy." House is mildly annoyed by Wilson's bossiness.
"Just because I need your advice doesn't mean you can boss me around."
"Fine, but you aren't going to talk to Cuddy tonight." Wilson starts the car and heads back to his home.
"House, take the spare bedroom next to the nursery." Wilson says as they arrive back at Wilson's place.
"So I can be woken up by your brats at six in the morning? No thanks, I would rather sleep on the couch."
"When they wake up Kim brings them to the living room to play." House sighs and limps upstairs without a word.
The next morning at six, Wilson's twins started screaming. House grabs a nearby pillow to cover his ears while Wilson and Kim tend to their kids. Wilson and Kim get their children ready and the nanny arrives at nine. House falls back asleep and is awake by ten. By eleven, House is ready to go to PPTH. Walking into the lobby, House spots Cuddy at the nurse's station.
"Good morning, Dr. Cuddy, your ass is looking scrumptious today." House says hoping to smooth over the tension.
"Doctor House you have clinic duty starting at noon, make sure that it is done before you go on a lunch break in the coma guys room." Cuddy says and walks back into her office. Brenda looks at the shocked look on House's face.
"Man, is she pissed at you," Brenda says and hands House a scarlet file.
"Not as pissed off as she would be at you if she found out who you were screwing on company time," House shoots back and goes into an exam room. A half an hour into clinic duty, Foreman breaks into the exam room in which House is in.
"The ER gave us a case," Foreman says.
"I am a little busy right now, can you come back later when I am not trying to impress my fiancé."
"You and Cuddy are in a fight?"
"Obviously, I wouldn't voluntarily swab numerous crotches if we weren't."
"I will find someone to cover for you so Cuddy doesn't find out, now come on." House shrugs and leaves the room with Foreman, quietly sneaking upstairs to his office.
"What do we have?"
"Thirty year old man with fever, delirium, and numbness of the left leg," Thirteen explains.
"Good, do broad spec antibiotics, blood work and a stick a needle into his leg to test for nerve entrapment," House orders and the team disappears. Then, House jumps over the barrier and breaks into Wilson's office.
"Exactly how drunk was I last night?" House asks.
"Why do you ask?"
"Based on the hangover I had this morning it must have been five beers or maybe six."
"Yeah, it was pretty bad. Have you talked to Cuddy yet?"
"Yes and all she said was I better do my clinic duty. That means she is at least an eight on the pissed off at House scale."
"Ouch, what are you doing here then?"
"I have a case, case trumps clinic duty every time."
"Right, I am sure Cuddy will see it that way when she finds you in here." House's shoulders sunk after he realizes that Wilson is actually right.
"Damn it, I will have to go back to the clinic." House reluctantly gets up and limps out the door. Wilson finishes his patient's chart and needs a break. Seeing that Cuddy is in her office, Wilson decides to go and visit her, not before stopping to visit his wife.
"Hey there," Wilson says and kisses his wife on the cheek.
"Hi, has House made up with Cuddy yet?" Kim asks
"No, I am going to talk to Cuddy right now,"
"Okay, I will see you when you get back," Wilson smiles and opens the door to Cuddy's office.
"Hey Cuddy how are things with House?"
"My god you are subtle. I assume House told you all about our fight. That explains where he went after he left last night." Cuddy rubs her temple and drops her pen.
"Yes House came to my place after he left your place. Are you going to talk to him?"
"It's none of your business, I have work to do, is there anything else?" Cuddy snaps. Wilson is surprised by the bitterness in Cuddy's tone.
"No, that's all," Wilson leaves Cuddy's office and heads to the clinic to find House.
"House I need to talk to you," Wilson says while House is knee deep in a patient's crotch.
"Kind of busy here, can you come back later?"
"It's about Cuddy," House looks up at Wilson's dead serious face, and follows him out of an exam room and into a closet.
"What did you find out?" House asks.
"She has a migraine House; she doesn't need to be here,"
"Fine, I will go talk to her, cover me in the clinic."
"House, I have patients to see,"
"Wilson, cover me for ten minutes or I will put how you use clear toenail polish." Wilson walks back into the exam room while House goes into Cuddy's office.
"What do you want House? You are supposed to be in the clinic."
"Wilson told me that you have a migraine again, why don't you take go home and take some medication," Cuddy looks up at House in pure rage.
"You son of a bitch, you don't get to hurt me, then turn around and care about me."
"Cuddy just forget about us for a second, I know I am an ass, but if you feel like crap then you should take some medication." Cuddy knows that House will not leave unless she agrees to take some Tylenol.
"Fine House, I will take some pain killers if you promise to leave." House nods and walks out of Cuddy's office.
At five, House solves his case and decides to ditch work early, knowing that he can't do any more damage than he already has. House feeds Emma a hot dog, and gives her a toy to play with while he makes him and Cuddy dinner. When Cuddy comes home at six thirty she walks in her kitchen to find candles throughout her kitchen and dining room.
"What is this?" Cuddy asks with delight. House pulls out lasagna and sets it on the stove to cool down.
"This is me trying to be Wilson and apologize. Now, this will cool down in about ten minutes so go do whatever and be ready to eat soon." Cuddy's anger at House is starting to dissipate. Cuddy greets Emma and plays with her until House calls her in for dinner. Cuddy scoops Emma up and brings her into the kitchen.
"I haven't totally forgiven you yet because you haven't actually apologized yet." Cuddy breaks off a piece of lasagna for Emma and looks at House expectantly.
"Lisa Cuddy, I am so sorry for forgetting to pick up Emma and for leaving this domain yesterday. Will you pretty please forgive me?" Cuddy smiles at House's sincerity.
"I admit I overreacted yesterday, I don't know what was wrong with me. It must be with these headaches I have been getting the past few days." House tilts his head in confusion and the gears in his head start turning. Cuddy recognizes that classic look and eats her lasagna in silence, waiting for him to put the pieces together.
"You're pregnant," House states and waits for Cuddy's response.
"What?" Cuddy asks with a mix of astonishment and excitement.
"It's simple; you overreacted because of the flood of annoying hormones running through your body. Migraines are a common symptom of pregnancy and I have noticed that your boobs have grown slightly."
"The migraines and the emotions could just be a delayed reaction to the hormone shots I have been taking," Cuddy tries to lower her expectations just in case House is wrong.
"You have been on those shots for months and only have had these symptoms for the past few days. Face it, you are knocked up. If you still think I am wrong then take one of those tests hidden in your panty drawer." Cuddy's jaw drops.
"I don't have any ept tests in there!"
"Save it sweet cheeks, I know that drawer inside and out. Are you going to go take a test or are you going to argue with the master some more?" Cuddy sneers and releases a squirming Emma from her high chair.
"Well master, even if the test comes back positive, I am still getting a blood test tomorrow anyway, just in case your deductions are off." House rolls his eyes,
"As if," House retorts in a teenage girl voice. Cuddy goes into the master bedroom and grabs the test out of her underwear drawer. House puts Emma down for bed and walks into the master bathroom where Cuddy is trying to pee on a stick.
"Having trouble there?" House says while trying not to laugh. Cuddy glares at House and starts peeing.
"Shut up and hand me some toilet paper," House complies and rips off a square for Cuddy. Once she is done, Cuddy sets the test down on the counter and throws a silent prayer that House is right. Three minutes pass and the test is ready.
"You look at it, I am too nervous," Cuddy whispers and shoves House toward the counter.
"Calm down," House snatches the test of the counter and reads the results. "See, I told you I was right," Cuddy grabs the test from House's hands and stares at the pink plus sign in amazement.
"Oh wow…" Cuddy says as tears begin to form in her eyes. House wraps his arms around her and lets her cry.
"So does this mean I am forgiven now?" House whispers. Cuddy laughs and nods her head in House's arms.
"Considering the fact that you more than likely got me pregnant with your child, I would say you are totally forgiven. But if you ever pull that crap again, you might want to consider paying Wilson rent." House releases his hold on Cuddy and nods.
"Got to love those hormones,"
"I want to schedule an appointment with Douglas as soon as possible, and do a second test tomorrow, just to be sure,"
"You are the Dean of Medicine; Douglas would be honored to look up your hoo-hoo."
"That sounds really creepy when you say it like that, but I get your point, I will see if he is available tomorrow for an appointment."
"Good, because I want to know as soon as possible whether that kid is a chick or a stud,"
"Greg, we don't even know if I am 100 percent pregnant, besides it would be way too determine the sex,"
"Lisa I have seen you pregnant, trust me, you are. I have a feeling it's going to be another girl,"
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, you were this bitchy when you were pregnant with Emma," Cuddy slaps House on the chest.
"Shut up! I think it's going to be a boy,"
"Are you saying that just to spite me?"
"Consider it payback for that hurtful comment you said a few seconds ago,"
"Let's make a bet; winner gets to name our future spawn and the loser," House trails off, thinking of a suggestion.
"The loser has to potty train Emma and has to pay for the new nursery renovations," Cuddy cuts in.
"Why would you choose to potty train our kid and lose a ton of money on a new nursery?"
"Because I know I am going to win, now do we have a deal or not?" Cuddy holds her hand out for House to shake.
"You are one confident woman, you are lucky I find that so sexy," House shakes Cuddy's hand and kisses her softly on the lips.
A/N 2: Yes, Cuddy is pregnant, I wouldn't take you this far just to screw with you. Whose side are you on for this bet, Cuddy or House's? Next chapter is Cuddy's first appointment and the interesting way Wilson finds out about the impending arrival. Please review!