Glad to hear how many of you loved the last chapter! As far as a sequel…err I guess a better word would be "trilogy" after this story is over….. I have some ideas, but will probably take a little break before writing again just to think the story through. Thanks again for the wonderful reviews:)

Chapter 21

"I can't believe what you just did!" Cuddy said in an angry voice as she stood before House at the table where he was still seated at, having left her mother's side and the kids behind with Ruth just as Bill had joined them so she could scold her husband in private.

"Really?" House replied, getting up from his chair, "Because I would have thought after knowing me for over half of your life my antics would start to become more believable to you."

"Are you purposely trying to make me angry?" Cuddy asked him directly.

"No, I'm just trying to keep Ethan away from Jess." House responded before walking up to the bar again, with Cuddy of course following beside him.

"I though we talked about how you were overreacting and you were going to tone it down a bit?" Cuddy reminded him as she watched him order another scotch from the bar.

"Here you go sir." The bartender said within a few seconds.

Seeing Cuddy's eyes focusing in on the glass the bartender had just handed him with the amber liquid inside of it, House rolled his eyes at her.

"Relax wifey, this is my last one for the night. I just wanted to take the edge off the news that my daughter wants to have babies before she's even turned four." He told her dryly.

"This is not going to end well for either you or Jess if you keep acting this way." Cuddy warned him as she watched him take a sip of his drink.

"Things will be fine between me and Jess now that I have my own practice dummy." House told her with confidence.

"What in the world are you talking about?" Cuddy questioned as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Umm excuse me? Would you like a drink of seltzer or maybe some flavored water?" The bartender offered to Cuddy, interrupting the conversation she was having with House.

"No thank you, I'm fine." Cuddy replied back to the man politely.

"Give her the flavored water, cherry if you have it." House told the man a second later.

"I think I just said I didn't want any water." Cuddy said to her husband in a low, heated whisper just before the bartender offered her the glass with the clear liquid inside of it.

"Just drink it. You need to keep hydrated for the baby's sake." House muttered under his breath to her.

Deciding that making a big deal about a glass of water was not really the stand she wanted to make considering she was still ticked off at her husband for what he had told both Jessica and Ethan about "cooties", Cuddy sighed and took the drink from the bartender.

"Thank you." She then said softly to the man before focusing her gaze back on House and making a face at him as she took a sip of the water.

"There …feel better and less bitchy?" He asked her with a smirk.

"Don't push your luck." Cuddy told him sternly before asking, "And exactly what did you mean by having practice dummy?"

"Well…." House started to say, motioning for her to walk with over to an empty corner in the room as the music from the band had grown louder, "It's obvious Ethan has major crush on Jess which makes him a perfect candidate to try out my 'stopping dummies from drooling around my daughter' tactics." He told his wife proudly as they reached the far corner of the room.

"Ethan is not a lab rat you can experiment on! He's a sweet little boy who has feelings and is the son of your best friend!" Cuddy argued back to him.

"Relax Preggo, I'm not going to scar the boy for life, I just want to see what works best to keep him from holding hands with our daughter and I promise I'll be subtle about it." House explained.

Cuddy left out a curt laugh, "You and subtle are two words that never belong in the same sentence and for god's sake .....they're only holding hands….. not going off to elope." She responded with an irritated tone.

House stepped closer to her, "You know as well as I do it all starts with the hand holding. Then before too long comes the kissing…and the feeling over the clothes …." He started to say when he was cut off by the sound of lead singer's voice as the music ended for a moment and the man spoke into the microphone.

"Ok everyone, it looks like you've all loosened up a bit!" The man started to say.

"You bet!" Sarah shouted as she raised both of her hands up in the air.

"Oh my god." Cuddy muttered in disbelief as her Uncle Frank laughed and wrapped his arms around Sarah's waist before whispering into her ear.

"Did I ever tell you how much I adore your Aunt Sarah?" House commented over to his wife with a grin as the singer of the band spoke one more.

"Well everybody ...I think that pretty woman over there has the right idea!" The middle aged, lead singer said, of course referring to Sarah, who even though she was at least ten years older them him was still one very attractive woman, "and since we're here all to celebrate, I think it's time to kick this party in to high gear! So let's see how many of you remember how to do the hand jive!" The man concluded with a broad smile, before counting down from three once more as the sound of the electric guitar, drums and piano came bursting into the air in the next second as he opened his mouth once more and began to sing.

"Before I was born late one night, my Papa said everything's alright. The doctor paid, my Ma laid down, with her stomach bouncing all around.

Cause the beebop stork was about to arrive! Mama gave birth to the hand-jive!"

"Ruth! Ruth! Come on!" Sarah shouted back to her sister as Frank took her by the hand and they headed out to the dance floor.

Ruth hesitated and looked down at Jessica and Ethan who were still standing with her and Bill.

"It's ok Mom we've got the kids, go up there and have fun." Cuddy said a second later with a smile as she and House made their way up to her.

With a smile of her own, Ruth took hold of Bill's hand, "I'm coming Sarah!" She then yelled back to her sister as the music roared on, feeling an incredible happy buzz from the three glasses of wine she had drank during the last few hours, which of course was the exact amount of wine Sarah had consumed as well.

"I could barely walk when I milked a cow.

When I was three, I pushed a plow.

While chopping wood I moved my legs, and I started dancing while I gathered eggs.

Townfolk clapped, I was only five….he'll out dance em' all he's a born hand-jive!"

Seeing Rachel's two sisters now out on the dance floor with their husbands, shaking their hips as the clapped their hands and did the hand jive, Sam offered his wife his hand.

"Come on honey, let's show them how it's really done." He told her with a smile.

Rachel laughed and nodded her head, "Ok." She agreed in an instant, reaching for his hand as they walked out onto the floor.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah - everybody!

Born to hand-jive, baby!
Born to hand-jive baby- yeah!

Watching all three sisters now up on the floor, shaking their asses, clapping their hands and swinging their hips as the crowd around them cheered and clapped as well, House let out a laugh.

"Your Mom and your Aunt Rachel are completely wasted." He whispered into Cuddy's right ear as he stood behind her with his hands on her hips, tapping his fingers to the beat while her hands rested on Jessica's shoulders as the little girl stood in front of her, tapping her left foot on the floor as Ethan stood beside her with both kids grinning from ear to ear at the way the people in front of them were dancing and carrying on.

"My Mom and my Aunt Sarah are not wasted. If anything they're just a little tipsy." Cuddy whispered back to him, turning her head slightly to make eye contact with him.

House shook his head at her comment, "Fine …they're just tipsy, but if either one of them starts stripping on the dance floor I'd say it's safe to say they've crossed into the realm of totally wasted."

"How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?"

Following the singer's instructions, Ruth, Rachel and Sarah along with their husband's started doing the twist, lowering their pelvises down to the floor while holding hands with their partners before releasing them and clapping as they rose to an upright position once more.

"Lisa! Your Mom and her sisters are amazing!" Cindy exclaimed, shouting over the music while walking towards them with Wilson holding onto her left hand just as all three sisters out on the dance floor then took a few steps away from their husbands, turning to face the crowd before doing the shimmy as Sam, Frank and Bill let out three loud wolf whistles behind them.

"Now can you hand-jive, baby? Oh can you hand-jive, baby?"

At seeing this, the crowd of people surrounding the dance floor let out a roar of applause and cheers of pure and utter amazement.

"Born to hand-jive, baby!
Born to hand-jive baby- yeah!"

Taking in an excited breath, Jessica's big blue eyes stayed glued on the women as they then took three steps back while clapping their hands before slapping them on their thighs and swinging their hips, her young mind being so entranced by the way her relatives were dancing before her that she suddenly bolted away from her Mother and went running up to them.

"Jessica!" Cuddy yelled out of instinct like any protect mother would before taking in a surprised breath as her daughter took up the space in front of her grandparents, aunts and uncles on the floor, mimicking their movements as if she had practiced them for years.

"All right little lady! Show us all how to do that crazy hand jive!" The leader singer said with an impressed tone as the toddler shook her hips, clapped her hands and then slapped them against her thighs with the expertise of a true teenie bopper from the fifties with her dark curls bouncing on her shoulders.


"Now can you hand-jive, baby?
Oh can you hand-jive, baby?"

Watching his daughter out on the dance floor, House could not help but smile with pride as Jess was now swinging her hips whiel capping and dancing with the older relatives around her. The smile on her face one of pure joy as the innocence in her heart was left wide open for everyone to see.

"Hey Ethan!" Jessica suddenly yelled out, motioning him with her left hand to come up on the dance floor with her as the band continued to play the roaring tune.

"No Jessie.. I don't want to." Ethan whispered under his breath, feeling shy at the thought of begin looked upon by so many people.

"Come on Ethan! Don't be afraid." Jessica urged him as she continued to shake her hips and clap her hands.

With a loud sigh, Ethan worked up the courage to go out onto the dance floor, looking back at his Mommy with a dimple filled grin before running up beside Jessica, turning up his collar just like his Daddy did when he played 'The King's' music on Sunday mornings and proceeding to shake his hips as he stretched out his arms at his sides…copying the moves of Elvis Presley to a tee.

Again crowd erupted into applause and delighted laughter as Ethan then took Jessica's hand and they started to dance with each other.

"Move your hips like this Ethan!" Jessica said with a laugh, showing the boy how to do the twist just as her Nana had shown her to do a few months ago when they had danced inside the kitchen of her home one day to an oldies station.

Ethan giggled with delight, keeping hold of Jessica's hands as they lowered their butts a little closer towards the floor, leaving the older couples around them to applaud with enthusiasm, encouraging them even more.

"That's the way to do it Jessica!" Ruth shouted proudly, before looking over at her two sisters who were smiling just as broadly as she was.


"Now can you hand-jive, baby?
Oh can you hand-jive, baby?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah!
Born to hand-jive, oh yeah!"

"Atta boy Ehtan!" Bill then cheered, clapping his hands as Ruth started to do the bump with him.

Standing in front of the dance floor, Wilson hugged Cindy from behind, both of their faces beaming with pride and joy over their little boy who was now doing the hand jive with Jessica as they performed a improvised version of the paddy cake.

Feeling House's posture stiffen behind her, Cuddy turned slightly, seeing the frown upon his face, "Stop worrying so much about someone taking your little girl away and just enjoy the fact that right now you daughter is having the time of her life" She said to him wisely.

House nodded, and relaxed his stance, she was right of course, and so......with a sigh, he pushed away the slight twinge of jealous that had sprung up from the place that wanted Jess to be his little girl forever, rubbing his right thumb against Cuddy's hip instead as he pulled her a little closer to him while watching as Jessica and Ethan continued to dance with the older generation of loved ones surrounding them and cheering them on with the rest of the crowd.

At least they're not kissing, he thought to himself with another sigh before Cuddy turned her head to look up at him once more with a breathtaking smile upon her face.

"Greg! You have to feel this!" She whispered to him with excitement, guiding House's hands from her hips and onto her stomach.

Immediately a wide grin moved across House's face, replacing his frown as he laugh and felt Ryan was kicking up a storm inside Cuddy's womb.

"The kid knows how to carry a beat." He whispered with an impressed tone just before he kissed the side of her neck as his hands were now rubbing gently over the spots where his son's feet were kicking against her skin.

"Who knows, maybe we'll end up having another musician in the family once Ryan is born?" Cuddy whispered back to him as before them Jessica and Ethan continued to steal the show.

"Now can you hand-jive, baby?
Oh can you hand-jive, baby?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah!
Born to hand-jive, oh yeah!"