Things were still a little tense between House and Cameron the evening after the scan; they had a relatively quiet dinner together before going their separate ways – Cameron to bed to read, and House to the piano. As she lay in bed, Cameron found her eyes glossing over the same sentences over and over again; no matter that this was her sixteenth attempt at reading it, she still had no idea what this chapter was about. What she did know though, was that House was playing a new blues tune on the piano, one she had not heard before, and that in itself was odd. Over the last couple of years she had been treated to hearing most of, if not all of his repertoire, which lead her to believe this was something new. Either that or it was a long forgotten tune he had dredged up from the back of his memory. Slowly she got out of bed and padded along the hallway to the lounge, stopping in the doorway.

She quickly realised that he was crooning along to the melody, his husky voice adding some harmony to parts, and just going with it in others. Cameron found herself closing her eyes, the notes lulling her away from consciousness and into a peace-filled state. Any leftover annoyance she had felt towards House for running out on the scan was gone, replaced with a feeling of love instead. Without really trying, she could see their future together, and although a bit dysfunctional, it felt like home. The corners of her lips curled up in a half smile, and she leant her head against the doorframe, one hand resting on her bump.

The music continued to fill the apartment, but she managed to stop it with a rather squeaky 'ooh!'. Cane forgotten, and music abandoned, House limped his way over to Cameron. He lead her over to their sofa and sat her down with him beside her before saying anything.

'Ally, what's wrong? Does it hurt?'

'No… I… He kicked. Sorry, first time that's happened and it was a bit odd!'

'Here, let me see…'

House put his hand on the bump, exactly where hers had been, and waited for a couple of minutes, waiting for any sign of movement.

'It did happen… honest…'

'Shush… I'm sure it did Ally.'

Cameron was about to say something else when House put his head down to her tummy, resting his forehead on her bosom, and started up his humming and crooning again. This time his voice took on the music line as well as the voice line, so while it didn't seem to flow quite as smoothly as before, it took on a whole new dimension. He was only a few bars in when there was some movement, quickly punctuated with a kick, directly under House's hand. There was a moment of silence before he started up the singing again, and continued this time past the first kick, almost as though he was drawing out the movements, painting them with his voice.

After a couple of minutes, House stopped and looked up at Cameron, joy pouring out of his eyes. He shuffled a little closer and put his arm around her, linking his fingers on his spare hand with hers, resting both on her stomach.

'Ally, I know this isn't how you must have imagined it happening, and it certainly isn't how I planned for it to happen. But something…something just seems so right tonight, with him kicking, and everything. We both know it's going to happen – no one else will put up with me, let alone carry my spawn – and to be honest, there's no one else I'd rather it happen with. I realise I'm not the best catch out there, but Allison Cameron, will you marry me?'

There was no pause, no hesitation, and no need to think it over. She pressed a kiss to his lips before saying 'yes' over and over again. House drew out a box from his pocket, and opened it to reveal a white gold band, set with a diamond, flanked by two sapphires. As he placed it on Cameron's finger, he explained that it had been his grandmother's, and he had had it renovated and resized for her. They shared a couple more kisses, before breaking apart, chuckling, as there were some more kicks; it seemed as though Bump wanted in on the action too!