Chapter 29: Changes and Adjustments

Gabrielle lay on the couch in the back room, a place that she was no unfamiliar with. There was a lot on her mind, and was having a hard time getting to sleep. All she did was lay there and stare up at the ceiling. Ever since Kyle had backed away from her and left like that, she had felt lonely. The more that she thought things through, he was right. Losing your mother was no reason to go ahead and lose your virginity. Gabrielle rolled over and stared out the window.

The next morning, she got up and went to school. It was weird for her to finally see those halls again, to go back to her locker and talk to her friends. To her own surprise, she still remembered her locker combination. Most of her day went pretty good, up until after lunch when she and Kyle were both heading to Biology.

Gabrielle grabbed her books from her locker and looked down to talk to Erin. "Not much has changed around here has it?" she asked.

"Nope," Erin laughed as she pulled her book out of her locker. She stood up next to Gabrielle. "We noticed you were gone, but that's about it."

"Well," Gabrielle sighed, "at least I kept up with my homework."

"Trust me, that's all you have to keep up with around here this time of year. The good stuff will start around Valentines Day," Erin said.

Gabrielle laughed as she looked through her papers in her folder.

"Hey Gab."

Gabrielle looked up and saw Kyle standing before her. Anger quickly ran throughout her entire body. In the back of her head, she knew that she was wrong. She knew that he was right to have left when he did and that he had every right to. On the other hand, she felt lonely and rejected all night because of him. "What do you want?" she asked. She felt ashamed of herself and wanted everything to not have to show it.

"I just want to talk to you about last night," he said. There was a true sympathy in his eyes, yet, she didn't want to give in and trust it.

Gabrielle just sighed. "Can't this wait? I have to get to class," she coldly asked.

Kyle just smiled at her. "You know we're lab partners in biology, right?" he asked. Gabrielle slowly lifted her head and closed her eyes. "Yeah, we sit next to each other, so I'm gonna talk to you whether you like it or not."

Gabrielle just sighed and followed him as he walked away. Erin just stood there and shrugged. "We might not have to wait a month before we see something.

Cuddy stood in the bathroom as she applied her make up and fixed her hair. This morning, House had decided to share the bathroom, so he too, was in the mirror as he brushed his teeth and combed his hair. There was obviously no doubt that the two were happy, or what some may call, glowing.

"Do you think the others at work will catch on? Or are they as big as morons as I think they are?" House asked.

Cuddy sighed and put her brush down on the side of the sink. "That all depends, are you going to act like a professional? Or are you going to act like an excited little kid?" Cuddy looked up at him and laughed. "What was I thinking asking you if you would act professional?"

House looked down and smirked at Cuddy. "What?" Cuddy asked as she stared back up at him.

"Wilson doesn't know about the baby yet," House said as he slowly started to grin.

Cuddy rolled her eyes. She didn't know what he had in mind, but she could tell by his face that it was no good. Knowing House he would probably say that Wilson was the father. "House," she started, but then stopped halfway through. "Wait," she said as she slowly turned back to him. "You called it a baby." Cuddy smiled at him.

"And you called it an it," he mocked. It was some kind of odd instinct that he hadn't expected.

Cuddy internally smiled. Everything seemed to be working out. The only problem that she had was that she knew that one thing could ruin all of this. Just one little wrong thing could send House away from her, at least, that was how she saw it. As of now, she didn't really know. House had been surprising her lately. She knew that this question might be too much too quick, but she couldn't help herself. "Do you want a boy?" she asked and then cautiously looked up. She saw him stop brushing his teeth and slowly look down at her. "Or a little girl?" she asked.

He spit into the sick and then wiped his mouth off before he answered, "a boy comes home the next morning all worn out and messed up, you ask him if he had fun and laugh. A girl does that, you take her to get a pregnancy test and punish the hell out of her." House turned and looked to her. "A boy you never have to worry about walking in the door telling you that he's late and that the daddy don't want it."

Cuddy looked to him with disgust. "You have got to be kidding me," she gasped.

"What? Doesn't make sense?" he asked.

House started to walked out of the room, but Cuddy followed him. "Well, it does, but that's not how you raise kids," she said as she followed him into his bedroom.

"Yeah?" he asked as he grabbed his clothes from the closet. "Tell me, how do you raise the perfect children if perfect children don't even exist?" he asked.

Cuddy just stood there for a minute. His final words stung her. She knew that it was impossible to be perfect, but he basically told her that their child wasn't perfect.

"That's an awful lot of pressure for a kid that won't even be born for eight in a half months," he remarked.

Cuddy heavily sighed. "You have a way of making every conversation with you unbearable. Congratulations House," she said and then turned and left the room.

House just watched her leave. "Damn it, and the kid's not here to tell me how to fix it," he mumbled to himself.

Gabrielle silently sat next to Kyle as they waited for Mr. Smith to come in and start class. The last thing that she wanted to do today was to have to do an experiment where she would actually have to talk to him.

Mr. Smith walked in the door and sat down at his desk. "Sorry about that guys, I had to make copies of the directions for today," he said.

Gabrielle inadvertently moaned and slid down in her seat. The last thing that she needed, was what had to be done today. Great, wonderful, it was always the best time when you were working with some one that you were angry at. Gabrielle gathered her papers and stood up. She walked over to his desk and laid the papers down. "I'm caught up with all the work Mr. Smith," she said.

"Thank you," he said as he took it and looked it over. "When would you like to take the quiz? Anytime you're ready is good," he said.

"I'll take it after school today if that's okay," she answered.

"Sure, just come up here and meet me," he said.

"Alright, thank you Mr. Smith," she said and then went back and took her seat.

Gabrielle just sat there and listened to the teacher as they prayed and then went on to go over the experiment. They had to find a way to prove that gravity has an effect on plants. Each group got today and tomorrow's class time to get it started. That only meant that Gabrielle had to actually have contact with this boy for fifty minutes, twice!

Kyle got up and brought the supplies over to Gabrielle who was blankly staring with her arms crossed. "Here we go Gab," he pleasantly said as he set the objects down onto the table before her. The look in her eyes was enough to signal him that she wanted him dead. The only problem was that he knew he was right last night, and the only way to get her to talk was to tell her that she was right. "What is your problem?" he asked.

"You know damn well," she answered under her breath without changing her expression.

Kyle leaned on the table and leaned towards her. "And you know damn well that I was right to leave," he said keeping his voice down.

"You didn't have to leave. You could have simply said no and I would have backed off and you know that," she hissed still keeping her voice down.

"No. No, you wouldn't have. Not like that you wouldn't have," he argued.

Gabrielle stood up and slammed her hands down on the table. "How would you know?" she demanded.

"I have known you since the second grade! I know that you don't take no for an answer!" he answered.

"Still! You were wrong! You left me right after I got done telling you how lonely I was! What kind of jerk does that!?" she asked.

"Zbin! Harris! Hallway," Mr. Smith said as he stood up and headed for the door. Both kids just sighed and followed him. Once they were all outside the room, Mr. Smith closed the door and stood between the two. "Now, I know that people have their differences, but really, you two have got to respect the fact that others in there are trying to work," he said.

Gabrielle closed her eyes for a moment. "I'm sorry," she said and then glared over at Kyle.

"Maybe you two should work this out before you come back into the classroom," he suggested.

"Alright," Kyle said. He just sighed and looked over at Gabrielle with reluctance.

"Sure," she said and then raised her eyebrows at Kyle. "Why not?"

"Maybe I ought to stay out here so that you two don't kill each other," he said.

Both Kyle and Gabrielle looked over at him. "No!" they both quickly responded. They both knew that what they were about to talk about was a bit too personal for anyone's ears.

"All you have to do is apologize and promise to at least keep your voices down. If it's really that bad you two can work it out after school," he said.

"Fine," Gabrielle said and then turned to Kyle. "I'm sorry you think I'm a slutty bitch that was itching to lose her virginity to some one when she needed them."

Kyle just stared at her in disbelief and then looked up at the teacher. "See what I have to deal with?" he asked.

"Just go with it," he answered.

"Ok," he said and then turned his attention to Gabrielle. "I'm sorry that you are one," he said and then walked back into the classroom.

Gabrielle just stood there and blankly stared in his direction. "Well, I'm not gonna deny what came out of my mouth first," she said and then followed him back in.

Mr. Smith just rolled his eyes and went back inside with them. He just watched as Gabrielle went and sat down next to Kyle.

Kyle looked over and sighed. "You're not a bitch," he said under his breath.

Gabrielle smiled over at him as she ruffled his hair. "Aw, you're such a good liar," she said. "But I'm still mad at you," she said and then quickly took her hand back.

"Figures," he said.

Gabrielle walked outside of the school and sat down on the cement wall that went around the flowers and pulled out her cellphone. "Oh?" she asked as she saw that she had a text message.

[i thnk i just called our kid imperfect and now cuddys mad at me. wat do i do?]

"You have got to be kidding me," Gabrielle said staring at the message. She sighed and texted back.

[wat do u thnk? apologize and tell her tht ur kids have 2 b perfect]

She closed her phone after she sent it. Marcy walked out and stood beside her. "Our bus will be here in a minute," she said.

"I know," Gabrielle said and then checked her phone again. Another text message.

"Who's it from?" Marcy asked.

"Dad, he's having some girlfriend problems," Gabrielle answered and then read over the message. "Haha, you already proved that one wrong. Cuddy already told me that she knows no one's perfect. She said that she's not mad but she keeps doing that thing she does when she's mad." Gabrielle looked up at Marcy. "You know, if he would keep his mouth shut that these little incidents wouldn't happen."

"What are you? Their councilor?" Marcy asked.

"You can say that," Gabrielle said. "How does this sound?" she asked. "Give her some space and then surprise her later. How about dinner? She's a vegetarian, but I do know that she likes pasta."

"Great," Marcy said as she kept an eye out for their bus. She waited for Gabrielle to put her phone back into her pocket before she looked over. "I heard you had some boyfriend, girlfriend problems today," she said.

The bus pulled up and they both started walking towards it as they talked. "Well, let's just say that it's a little disagreement from last night," Gabrielle said.

"Oh," Marcy said as they stepped onto the bus. They walked back to two empty seats on the bus and sat down. "Maybe you two should just stay separated for a while," Marcy suggested.

Gabrielle laughed. "You know it," she said and then pulled out her cellphone.

[how do u kno tht?]

[u learn a lot bout a person wen u go thru their house. i think u should tell me wat u have planned 4 2nite b4 u do anything]

House sat in his office as he read over the message. "She doesn't trust me," he said to Wilson who was sitting across from him.

"Smart kid," Wilson said.

Wilson sighed and sat back in the chair as he watched House think through what he was going to reply. "You don't know what you're going to do do you?" Wilson asked.

"Nope," House said still staring at the phone. "But that doesn't mean anything."

"You know," Wilson said as he sat up. "I could help you if you would just tell me what you did." He had that look in his eyes, that whole 'you can trust me' look.

House looked up and smirked. "If you're any kind of doctor, you'll figure it out in a few months," House said. "Maybe weeks, days, years," he looked up and shrugged. "what ever."

"What's wrong with some one else helping you?" Wilson asked.

"What's wrong with keeping your nose out of my ass?" House asked.

"Cute," Wilson said and then sat back again.

[idk yet, just dinner, then...]

He sent the message and waited. As he waited for a response, he looked up and watched Wilson for a second. "If you haven't caught on yet, you are hopeless. Not that I think there is any hope to begin with, but, you get the point," House said.

"I know already, every one knows, we see you two leaving together. You're dating! And that's great!" Wilson exclaimed as he stood up.

House smiled. He wanted so bad to tell him, but he also loved seeing Wilson trying to dig. He looked down at his phone and saw the response.

[u make tht sound so dirty. just try this on ur own. wat do u think would make her happy?]

House sighed and looked up at Wilson. "What things make women happy?" he asked.

Wilson's smile slowly faded to deep thought. "Cuddy? She'll like anything that you put thought into," he sighed as he saw House smugly beginning to smile. "Something decent that you put thought into, not some messed up fantasy of yours," he snapped.

"I know," House absently responded as he got up and made his way to the door. He stopped before he opened the door and smiled at Wilson. "Bye Uncle Jimmy," he mocked innocence and then left.

Wilson stood there and stared for a moment. "Why does every..." he looked up as his eyes widened. "What did he do to Cuddy?" he asked himself and left. "House!" he yelled on his way down the hall.

Ok, I'm not to sure about this chapter, I wrote it during school. Anyways, let me know what you think. And for anyone wondering, no, there won't be too many chapters like this with Gabrielle having her own story going on in Toledo.