Sorry for the delay! As you may or may not know I was busy with actual life things, but here's the next chapter for anyone who's still interested! Leave a review if you wish! :)

"Who is momma's precious little boy?" Cuddy asked a now four month old Tom as she bounced him on her lap. She had just gotten home from work and was currently enjoying the time she had with her son before he would fall asleep from exhaustion in the following hours. She kissed his forehead as she swept him into her arms, the infant letting out an amused babble.

Things were so much better than they had been months earlier. She was no longer suffering from post-partum, having been cleared by her doctor to go off of the medications she had been on two weeks earlier. She was much happier having settled back into work at the end of her leave without a problem. It was as if she had never left to begin with. Her relationship with House was as strong as it had ever been. They hadn't had any major arguments since before Tom had been born, and he had been so supportive of her while she was going through the depression. Had it not been for him and his uncharacteristic amount of caring and sensitivity she knew she wouldn't have been able to pull herself out of it.

She heard the sound of the door opening and turned her head towards the door. The man himself was currently entering the house.

"I am never buying Halloween candy for you again." She heard him whine as he hung his jacket and dropped various bags onto the coffee table before dropping down beside her and reaching for their son.

"You kid, have got to be the best looking four month old on the planet." He said as he took Tom from her. "Look at those eyes, I mean what girl isn't going to fall for those grey stunners? Not to mention that you get your looks from me, and let's face it, your mom's pretty hot."

She smiled as she watched the interaction between father and son. She knew it was difficult for House to be in a situation that he had never imagined himself being in, but he was trying and that was all that mattered. At times she knew he grew frustrated if they couldn't get Tom to stop crying, or if he was stressed with a case and a screaming child was the last thing he needed but he handled things well. She never thought she would see the day where she would be engaged and have a son with House of all people, but she was so glad that she was seeing it.

Cuddy turned her attention to the bags he had dropped on the table and started to shift through them. There were several choices of candy in them, and she was sure that he had brought one of every bag of candy the store had had to offer. Halloween was only three days away and she hadn't had the time to go shopping for candy so she'd asked him to bring some home on his way back from the hospital.

"There's going to be so much left over candy that I'll probably end up taking some to the hospital to give out to the kids in the children's ward." She said thoughtfully as she piled the bags onto the table.

"Or, we could just keep it here and I can eat it all." House replied from beside her.

"Oh yeah, because that's really what I need; you to be bouncing off of the walls from a sugar rush."

"Woah, way to be insensitive. You and I both know I can't do any bouncing." He teased as she felt him wrap his arm around her waist and pull her against him. She leaned her head against his shoulder, settling herself beside him as Tom fingered a lock of her hair.

"You know it was a joke. You've said worse things to me." She replied, brushing her finger against Tom's face.

"Yeah, but at least I don't anymore."

"Well you still do, just not as bad."

"At least I've never called you fat." He replied as she watched him tickle Tom with his free hand.

She watched as the child began to giggle loudly, his little hands attempting to swat away his fathers before giving up and resting his head against House's chest, his small body shaking with his giggling.

"Oh!" Cuddy said letting out a laugh as Tom fell sideways and onto her lap. She scooped the still giggling child into her arms before blowing raspberries into his neck. She pulled away from him, smiling widely as she looked down at her son's face. "You are so cute." She gushed as Tom moved his tiny hands onto her face.

"That's because he looks like me." House replied before standing and kissing their son's cheek.

"I guess so." She replied before he gave her a small peck. She bit her lower lip at his gesture. The moments she enjoyed most where the ones in the privacy of their home, where they could act as they pleased with one another and their son. She adored watching his interactions with Tom. It was such a difference to see someone who was looked at as rough and rugged become so soft and gentle with an infant. No one would expect House to be such a good father. She loved to watch from the door as he rocked their son to sleep in the rocking chair in the nursery or as he read him a book. She knew that Tom enjoyed the sound of his father's voice, often witnessing the infant calm down from his temper tantrums at the sound of his father's voice.

"I'm gonna make dinner." House replied before walking into the kitchen.

House watched from across the table as he and Cuddy finished off the remainder of their dinner. He had made chicken alfredo and they were enjoying it with a glass of wine. He was glad to see that she was doing so well after being cleared by her doctor from her post-partum. He hated seeing her so depressed about herself and her appearance and was relieved that she no longer felt the same way.

"You know I was thinking..." She said suddenly. "What if instead of having a big wedding and all that jazz, what if we just had a small ceremony? Just us, my mom, your mom, Wilson, my sister and Melissa?"

"Are you sure? I thought you always wanted a big ceremony and all that?"

"I did. But that's the thing, I did. I don't want a big wedding anymore. I just want it to be us. That's all. We don't need anyone else there other than ourselves and our immediate family and close friends. That's it."

"That's completely fine with me. Do you have any date in mind or?" He asked, curious about her change of heart.

"I do. I was thinking a few days before Christmas? Then we can spend a few days away somewhere. My mom or Julia can watch Tom… I mean I know it's soon but – "

"Ok. That sounds good to me. Call up Melissa and start planning it." He cut her off, watching her face light up as he finished his sentence.

He was actually completely fine with getting married as soon as possible. It didn't matter to him how long it took, he would have married her the minute he had proposed, but he had decided to let her choose the date for their wedding. He didn't want to rush her into a marriage she might end up regretting in the future. The last thing he wanted was to lose her. He needed her in his life and now that they had a son there was no way he was going to lose her when losing her also meant losing their son.

She leaned across the table and gave him a kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You are the best." She replied as she pulled away before dropping her dish in the sink. "Leave the dishes to me. I'm going to go check on Tom, and then I'm going to call Melissa."

He watched her walk away, knowing for once that things would only get better.