Ok, here is the last chapter for today. I'll be posting more chapters tomorrow..

I promise you that things are going to get better, much better actually. Sooo, you 'll have to trust me ;-)

Chapter 20: All hell breaks loose

He was practically running through the corridors of the hospital his mind racing a thousand miles per second. The moment he heard Cuddy's trembling voice he slammed the phone shut and went straight for the ICU without listening to another word. What had happened? When? Where? Was she going to be ok? Was she even alive?

Of course she's alive! She can't have… he couldn't even bring himself to think that option.

Please don't take her away from me, not now, not ever… just, please let her be alive… I can't lose her…

House reached the ICU faster than any other time only to find Wilson sitting in a chair outside of a room, that he assumed was Cameron's, with his head buried in his hands.

"Please tell me that she is alive…" he begged his friend who turned to look at him when he listened to his voice.

Wilson just gave him a curt nod and pointed to the room but House didn't move. He was afraid. Afraid of what he would see, afraid of what would happen if he moved, as if her life depended on if he would move or not...

"She was driving to the hospital when a car from the other line lost control of the vehicle and entered the opposite line, crashing into the driver's side of Allison's car… The paramedics that brought her in said that they couldn't do anything. When they brought her to the ER she went into cardiac arrest. She was out for almost three minutes but they managed to restart her heart… She has four broken ribs, one broken arm, cuts and bruises all over her body, and head trauma. They relieved the pressure from her brain and managed to stop the internal bleeding she had just in time. But… she is in a coma… and they have no idea when or if she will manage to…"

Wilson couldn't complete his sentence.

House was still standing there motionless. His eyes were burning from unshed tears.

I can't be hearing all these things. Everything is a lie, a bad dream… soon I'll wake up and be in her arms…

But, as hard as he tried he was standing still at the corridor of the hospital…

Wilson contemplated his friend before he spoke again.

"The police think that it wasn't an accident…" Wilson said his voice barely above a whisper.

House couldn't believe what he was hearing. Who could possibly want to hurt her? She was kind and sweet to everyone she met, everyone liked her. She wasn't him. If someone wanted to run over him with a car he would consider this normal… but no one wanted to harm her that was just insane!

He needed to find out who it was… he needed to find out who was the cause of this disaster…

"Who was it?" House asked his voice full with fury and anger.

Wilson didn't respond. He averted his gaze from House's eyes and stared at the floor.

"I asked you to tell me who it was!" he was yelling now, not able to control his flooding emotions.

"It was one of your employees…" Wilson stated.

"Which one?" House asked again, but this time his voice was gravely low and cold.

"Do you really want to…?"

"Name… now…" House said, interrupting Wilson.

"Scott…" he answered and saw his friend's eyes go blank, emotionless… his cane fell to the ground the noise echoing through the corridor.

House stayed there looking to the wall in front of him for at least five minutes. Wilson was starting to get scared. He had never seen his best friend in this state before. His eyes were blank at first, they held no emotion. But then his gaze turned to one of pure anger and fury. He stared in front of him; his eyes were glued to the doors of the elevator and he stayed there motionless.

Suddenly House picked up his cane again and started walking fast towards the elevators.

"House, were are you going?" shouted Wilson, worry etched in his voice.

"To make things right!" House shouted back at him but didn't manage to enter the elevator as Wilson had reached him, dragged him out of the elevator and now he had him pinned to the wall next to the door of the elevator.

"Either you let me go, or you face the consequences and trust me, they will be really ugly…"

House said turning his icy blue eyes to his friend this time.

"I'm not letting you destroy your life House because of some crazy person that decided to run into Allison's car! The police can take care of her, but they can't take care of Allison… So, please, stop being your usual self and don't screw your life this time!"

Wilson was shouting now in House's face trying to make him deal with things the right way… but he wasn't sure if he could do that or if he could handle the whole truth once he found everything out…

"My life is in that room James, fighting for her life! I am a doctor too you know, and I know perfectly well that if she doesn't come out of the coma I'm dead! Because if she dies there is no point in being alive… I'm not screwing my life, someone else did it for me this time, and this someone has to pay!"

House was shouting now too and was straggling to release himself from Wilson's grip but to no avail…

"Let go of me!" he yelled

"Not until you promise me that you won't do anything stupid!" Wilson yelled back.

"Just let me go, damn it, let go!"

Wilson abruptly removed his grip on House making him to lose his balance and grab the wall for support.

House took his cane and started walking again but stopped when he heard Wilson's voice again.

"There is more…" he stated simply and waited for House to turn and look at him.

House was confused now… what more could it be? Didn't he tell him everything about Cameron's condition, what else was there?

The moment he opened his mouth to ask him Cameron's doctor came out of her room holding some scans.

"How is she?" House asked the doctor who only eyed him suspiciously.

"Look… you can talk or I can make you talk… Your decision."

At this the younger doctor decided that it was best to talk.

"Well, she is currently stable, we put her on some meds for the pain but we can't know to what extend the head trauma has affected her. If she doesn't come out of the coma in forty eight hours I'm afraid that there will be nothing we can do. The only good thing is that the internal bleeding wasn't near the reproductive system and we managed to save the baby but I don't know for how long we'll be able to keep them both alive…"

House froze… it was like he lost the earth from under his feet. This really couldn't be happening… How?

Baby? When? Where? How on earth can she be…?

"What baby?" asked House, who was still shocked from the doctor's revelation.

"You didn't know?" asked the doctor, the confusion evident in his voice.

"I'm sorry you found out that way Dr. House, but Dr. Cameron is in the last month of her first trimester. We'll be monitoring both her and the baby closely to see if her condition will change… We'll do everything we can." The doctor said and turned to walk away.

After the doctor's words everything fell to pieces in House's mind...

Great! Just great! he thought

That night will never stop torturing me… Even three months later…! When I thought that everything was going great he comes and tells me, what? That I am going to be a father! Just like that… this is insane, it is…

And that's were his overactive mind stopped thinking altogether and he came to his senses. What was he thinking? He closed his eyes and leaned in, in order to rest his forehead on the wall to support himself.

He had to admit that he never wanted children. In all his previous relationships he hadn't even thought of having a child. But he also had to admit that with Allison things were different. There were times when she would be asleep in his arms and he would think that the only way she would be more beautiful was when she would be pregnant with his child… and then he would mentally kick himself for thinking like that…

But thinking about it now he had to admit that it only felt natural…

I can't loose her… I can't loose them… he thought

That sounded weird in his mind. He only knew about the baby for some minutes and he already loved it more than anything.

How did that happen? Love something that I never even believed I wanted, that I haven't even seen yet...

But, God, he wanted it… It was his baby… their baby…

He wasn't going to lose them. He had to be there, with her. He had to make her understand how much he loved her and that if something happened she would take their baby away too… losing them was not an option…

So he slowly pulled back from the wall and went to stand in front of the door of Cameron's room. He placed his hand on the door handle and inhaled deeply. He was going to talk to her, tell her everything he needed her to know.

And he hoped that she would listen to him, because this was his last and only chance…