Chapter 26

Hey guys! I need you! First, thanks again for going on reading my story. Then, I'd like to write a chapter from another character POV (other than House and Connelly I mean). I let you choose. Leave a review with the character's name you want and the one that will have the most votes will win.

"How's yours?" I ask House.

"Hmm, big, long and good to suck on."

"House!" I go, horrified.

He chuckles and I add:

"You're so fucking gross."

"Come on…"

He looks at the test and shows it to me. Two lines had appeared. House smiles at me and gives me the V-sign. I smile, look at my own test and see the same thing.

"Happy?" he asks.

"Yeah. Well I feel weird… But happy. You?"

"Same thing."

He gets closer, kisses me and puts his hand on my belly. I put my hand on his and say:

"Wow."

"Yep", he sighs.

I try to control myself but I feel tears in my eyes and I start sobbing uncontrollably. He takes me in his arms:

"It's gonna be okay. It will be okay don't worry."

I know he's talking about the baby, and that's one of the reasons why I love him. He has understood that I was worried about the baby. I didn't need to say anything. I'm sorry I cry but I can't help it, and I can't stop it. Is it the ultimate step of Gabriel's mourning? Probably. It may be the reason of my endless cries. I feel House drawing me so we can lie on the bed and I let him do. Little by little, I stop crying. He wipes my tears away and I weakly smile at him:

"Sorry. I'm such a nervous wreck."

"Come on, it's okay, I understand. Tomorrow I'll make you a blood test, okay? And you should take an appointment with Dr Edwards. You'll probably have a scan done."

"Would you come with me?" I ask.

"Sure."

I smile, reassured, and nod. I move away from him, lie on my back and stroke my belly:

"What would you like?" I ask.

"A Labrador. No, I hate dogs. And I guess Maya wouldn't like it, right?"

"Dumbass", I say but I though chuckle. "And let me tell you that Maya loved my dog."

"Really? We should get her one then."

"Sometimes I feel like you love her more than you love me."

"Lately, she was really more cuddly than you."

"Hm", I say, dubious. "So, what do you want?"

"A boy of course."

"Why of course?"

"Because my family name would be perpetuated."

I frown and look at him:

"I wouldn't believe you would be so interested in that kind of things…"

"Well, I'm a man after all. But I'd like a boy anyway."

"Me too."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Even after Gabriel's death. I can't imagine myself with a baby girl. It's weird. I'm such a tomboy it would be difficult for me I guess. I wouldn't know what to do with her. I've never been fond of shopping, fairytales and girly stuff."

"Well, it's not because she'll be a girl that she'll love girly things. She can be just as you."

"Being like me would mean living a hell at teens…"

He gives me an inquiring look:

"Yeah, I was far from being popular", I go on saying. "I was fat, I loved soccer and hated boys band."

"Then you grew up and met a so great guy."

I chuckle:

"Yeah, you're right."

"Everybody suffers at teens."

"Not everyone. The bitchy popular girls were the happiest ones. So what choice would she have: being unhappy but herself, or being a happy bitch?"

"She could be happy herself. Some make it."

"Yeah… Well, I'll be more at ease with a boy I guess."

"Okay. Let's hope so then."

I nod and cuddle up against him. My hand runs on his chest, my ear against his heart, listening at its beatings. After a while, I go down but he doesn't react. I look up and realize he's fallen asleep. I am a bit disappointed but I soon pull myself together: we're going to have a baby. That's the most important.

The following day, House makes me the blood test. It reveals that I'm already three months pregnant. House comes with me to see Dr Edwards. She looks really happy to see me again.

"Let's do the scan. Please, lie there."

I obey and start getting stressed as soon as I'm on the table. Edwards notices it:

"It's gonna be okay. Don't worry."

I briefly nod and House strokes my hand. I unbutton my blouse until my bra and she puts this cold gel on my belly. That brings back a lot of memories of the scans I had done with Gabriel. But I don't cry this time: it makes me smile. I look at the screen, impatient to see my baby. Edwards start looking for my uterus at first. As soon as she is on it, she exclaims:

"Wow! That's a surprise!"

House and I look at each other, gaping. There are two little beans in there. The two are separated. Fraternal twins.

"Fuck", House mutters.

"You're upset?" I hastily ask.

"No. I'm a fucking stallion!"

I get red with embarrassment and I see Edwards holding back a smile. With great difficulties obviously. I turn to House and whisper:

"Shut up you pig."

Edwards clears her throat:

"Well, your babies are both perfectly healthy."

"When shall I be delivering?"

"Let me measure them and I'll tell you the results when you'll be waiting in the waiting room, okay? It will be more precise for you."

"Okay."

She does a lot of measures and when she's done, we leave the room and go sit in the waiting room. We don't talk. I guess we're both in a shock. After long minutes, the secretary calls us and we get the scan back. We quickly leave to House's office, where we know we will be quiet. We feel like being just the two of us right now. It's him who opens the little file: there are many pictures Edwards has taken. I feel so moved to be able to look at this kind of pictures again. I am staring at them when House says:

"Estimated due date: 8th of November."

"I probably won't make it. Twins are known to be born prematurely."

"I hope they'll stay in your belly for as long as possible. It's safe in there."

"Let's hope so", I whisper.

"Hey… Come here."

He opens his arms and I rush in them. He wraps them around me and kisses my hair.

"They'll be fine. You'll be fine. I'll be fine. It's gonna be great you'll see."

I nod in his arms and we cuddle for a good moment.

"Listen, I'm gonna see Wilson, okay? You should go down staffing the clinic now. But please, be careful. If you feel tired or something, you have a break. You promise?"

"I promise. I'm glad you care about…them."

"I'm their father. Of course I care."

I stare at him, at his eyes revealing happiness. Not after-sex happiness, but a purest one, a sincere and deep happiness. I can't believe I'm the cause of that. It could make me cry. This incredible man have suffered for so much time, and it's one of the first time I feel he's serene, calm, happy. He smiles and bends down to kiss me. Even his kiss tastes different: usually it means "I want to have sex with you". There, I feel like it says "I love you and I want to show it to you". I try to let him know the same thing when I answer his kiss. I watch him leaving, turning at me, and smiling one last time.

POV House

I limp to Wilson's office, still under the shock of the announcement. I'll be able to tease Connelly about the bedrooms. We needed more than two finally. I pass by Cuddy but raise my hand before she could even start speaking:

"Not now".

I hear her calling at me but I don't stop walking. I come into Wilson's office:

"Hi."

"Hi House. What's up?"

"Ermmmmm… Connelly's pregnant."

Wilson looks up at me with a surprised tone:

"Again?"

"Yes. These things happen when you have sex with a woman. I know it dates back to, what, prehistory for you, right?"

He doesn't look offended, he keeps staring at me:

"So… Are you gonna dump her? Again?"

"No. I'll take care of her. And of them."

He frowns:

"Them?"

"Yeah. She's expecting twins."

"Wow, that's fantastic House."

He stands up from his armchair, I do too and he hugs me. It feels weird. I clumsily hug him back.

"I am so happy for you House. I really am."

"I know. Thanks. You're a true friend. I don't know where I'd be if you were not here."

"Being sentimental doesn't suit you, you know."

"I know. But I wanted you to know."

"Don't worry. Even if you're 99% a time an ass, I know our friendship is important for you. So, happy to be a father?"

"Yes. Well I guess we'll need some time to realize. We've done a scan and everything is okay so it reassures us. Especially Connelly."

"Yes, it's understandable."

"HOUSE!"

We both turn to the door: Cuddy is there, she looks furious. Why does she always look furious?

"When I call at you, you follow me without arguing, am I clear?"

"Woof-woof", I go.

She looks daggers at me:

"Follow me. Now."

"No. I'm gonna join my pregnant doll downstairs at the clinic."

"Wh… What?"

She turns to Wilson:

"Connelly's pregnant?"

I wince:

"Why do you ask him? He wasn't there when it happened. Well, I hope he wasn't."

"Shut up", she spats. "Wilson?"

"Yes. House just told me."

She turns to me, then Wilson, then me again:

"In my office. Now."

Wilson makes me know by his look that I should go. I sigh and follow her. All I want to do is go join Connelly. Even if it's for these stupid clinic hours.

"You have to stop arguing with Connelly in the middle of the hospital. It starts getting on everybody nerves. People think I'm favouring you."

I put on a fake sad face:

"No congratulations or something?"

"Don't go too far House."

"It's pregnancy hormones. You should know better than me. Oh no, it's true you can't."

"Screw you."

"You wish", I retort. "Connelly was tired and irritable that's it. She's already better. She doesn't act like she has her periods h24, contrary to you."

"Get out of my office now. And next time people complain about your two childish behaviour, I fire her, okay?"

"You're going with this threat again? I thought you were past that now!"

"It's my hospital, I decide which kind of doctors it needs. Yes, you are irreplaceable, but she's not, she's even far from that."

I stare at her, hardly believing we're having this discussion again. I am about to answer something, but it could ruin everything so I grit my teeth, play with my cane for a second. Then I briefly nod, looking down:

"Fine. Can I go make my clinic hours now, mommy?"

"Piss off", she replies.

I don't need to be persuaded and leave, quite vexed. Connelly notices it when I join her:

"You're okay?" she asks. "You look angry."

"I'm fine. Told Wilson about the baby and then Cuddy came in and went bananas, as usual. She really needs to be fucked. Maybe she'd be in a better mood, though I'm not even sure of that."

"I hope you don't want to figure it out…"

"Of course I don't."

"How many hours do you have to do?"

"Four", I sigh.

"Okay. Well, I'm done in two hours, I'll wait for you at home?"

"You have a deal. Be careful on your way home."

She weakly smiles:

"Don't worry."

"See you."

"See you love".

I smile, we kiss and I go on looking at her while she leaves until she disappears from my field of vision.