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Eighth Month: July 7th

"HOUSE!" The sheer panic in Cuddy's voice cut through their home like a knife.

House did what would best be described as a speed limp from Gwen's room, where he had been playing mario with her on her tv, into the kitchen where is wife was standing in the middle of the room with a puddle of water at her feet. Had this not been such a serious moment the image of her holding a jar of peanut butter with a spoon sticking out of it while she was essentially crying rivers would have been rather amusing. But as the case was his wife was hunkered deep down in panic mode, and he needed to get her to the hospital. He didn't have to be an OB GYN to understand that her water just broke.

He moved over to her side and took her arm, "Calm down, Cuddy. Lets get you in the car. You already have the bag packed and ready to go in the trunk. Your anal emergency preparedness has helped out yet again. You should be happy."

Cuddy shook her head and refused to budge, "It is too soon! Gwen made it the full nine months. Hell! She had even been late! I'm not ready! I don't want to go! House make it stop, please!" Her voice was pleading with him, and it was obvious to House that her hormones were working in overtime here. She was panicked, and he needed to calm her down before he had to deliver their son in the kitchen.

House removed himself from her side and came up behind her instead. He wrapped his arms around her resting his hands on her stomach much like he had done so many months before in her office. He rubbed circles on her stomach and rested his head on her shoulder leaning it against her cheek, "Lisa, listen to me." It was so rare that he used her first name, but he needed her undivided attention, "Eight months along is not the ultimate goal, but you and I both know that your age was bound to up the chances of an earlier delivery. we saw him on the ultrasound. He is fully developed and it would be perfectly safe to deliver right now. This is your hormones. This is not you. The doctor inside of you knows better. She knows we need to get to that hospital so that we can see our son. So take a few deep breaths, calm down, and wipe your eyes so that we don't scare Gwen." It took a few moments, but finally Cuddy's breathing settled down. She was still nervous, but his words had sunk in somehow. He always knew how to find her even when she was lost deep inside herself.

Cuddy put her hands over his and closed her eyes, "Okay. Lets go see our son."

House kissed her cheek and moved away so he could smile at her, a genuine smile that was meant only for her, "That's the spirit!"

Four hours later Evan Wayne House was welcomed into the House family. At six and a half pounds he was smaller than his sister at birth, but it was to be expected. Much to his mother's delight he was perfectly healthy.

House had been with her the entire time while Gwen stayed out in the waiting room with Wilson. He was not quite ready to retrieve what would probably be a very large crowd gathered outside waiting for them. Instead he stayed in the chair right by Cuddy's bed holding onto his tiny son. He had not been able to have this with Gwen, and he couldn't help but silently wonder at their instant bond. He had felt it with Gwen in a way, but this was so much more intense. He had been there for it all. He had loved his son even when he was in the womb. He had a better understanding for expectant parents now, not that it would probably change a thing.

Cuddy had a sleepy smile on her face as she watched her husband stare down on their son, "Its amazing isn't it?" She asked quietly, breaking the silence that had been with them for a while now.

House nodded, but did not take his eyes off of Evan, "Of course he is. Look at his parents."

"I love you, House."

House finally looked up at the woman who had given him her everything. She had taken his world and made it so much better. She made the pain worth enduring just so that he could be in her orbit. Lisa Ann Cuddy-House was his, and he was hers. I love you was not near enough to express how he felt for her, but he said the words anyway hoping that they would at least relay half of what he felt for her, and after he said it he leaned carefully across the bed to kiss his beautiful wife.

Evan squeaked in protest at the movement, and both parents laughed focusing back on him. At that moment he briefly opened his eyes wide enough for the first time to give his father a 'what the hell, dad?' look, and when he did House instantly smiled, "He has your eyes." He had no way to explain how much that pleased him. Cuddy may love his eyes, but she had no idea how amazing her own light blue eyes were.

Cuddy shrugged a little, "That could change."

"Did Gwen's?" He countered, knowing full well that Gwen had had his own baby blues from birth.

"No." She conceded.

"Get used to it then, Cuddy. These eyes are here to stay." Cuddy would have answered back, but Wilson and Gwen came barreling into the room as if the hospital was on fire.

"House!" Wilson fussed, "How could you not tell us? I go for an update and they tell me he has been born for almost an hour now." Even as he fussed Cuddy's family had filed in as well as House's team, sans Cameron.

House shook his head, "This exactly why I didn't tell you. Cuddy is too tired for all of you to be in here."

"It's fine, House." Cuddy countered, "He is their family too." She received hugs from her family as well as Wilson and the team while Gwen was too focused on standing by her father staring at her sibling to give her hugs just yet.

"There are at least four people in this room that that does not apply to, but whatever." He let the crowd focus on Cuddy while he looked down on Gwen, "What do you think of your brother?"

Gwen's curious eyes went from her brother to her father then back again, "He is tiny, daddy. How is he supposed to play with me?"

House chuckled, "That will come later. Until then you just have to help us out with him, okay? You have to be a good older sister."

Gwen didn't get to help out a lot. Her mother often told her she was too small for so many things, so she took this assignment very seriously. She bent down and placed a small kiss on her brother's forehead, "Hi Evan. I'm going to help take care of you okay?" Evan's only response was to yawn which made Gwen giggle, "Awww he is cute, daddy!"

House shot her a fake glare, "He is not cute. He is devastatingly handsome like his old man."

"You just called yourself old daddy!" Gwen responded causing herself to fall into another fit of giggles.

Hours later Blythe and John arrived after boarding a flight last minute. Blythe immediately walked in and attached herself to Lisa with a hug, "I am so happy for you both! I can't believe I have another grandchild!"

Gwen went over to Blythe and hugged on her leg, "Hi Oma!" She was not about to be left out of all the attention.

Blythe smiled and bent down to pick her up and hug her, "Hi baby! How do you feel about your new brother?"

"He is nice I guess." She answered with a shrug, "He sleeps a lot."

Everyone in the room laughed except for John who was leaning against the wall and staring at his son who was holding Evan. Finally he spoke up, "Aren't you going to get up and greet your family?"

House wanted to bite back that his family had never been gone, but there was no point. He didn't want to upset Cuddy. So instead he leaned over and handed Evan off to Cuddy not wanting to chance standing up with his newborn.

Seeing the exchange John snorted in disgust, "You can't even stand up with your son?"

Cuddy was the one to snap before House could, "It is a safety precaution. He is concerned for Evan's safety. He could do it. It would just be hard and possibly harmful. I think even you can appreciate that."

Blythe looked beseechingly at John, "Please don't." She begged. She did not want to be kicked out before she had even had a chance to hold her newest grandchild.

House said nothing. Instead he just walked out with every intention to go to his office. His leg was screaming in pain, and he had already had his allotted dose of Vicodin an hour ago. He knew it would be safe to take it in the dark of his office. Cuddy would give him some space after what his father said, and she was bed bound anyway. If he was lucky his parents would be back at their hotel soon enough.

In the safety of his office he immediately set himself down into his eames chair. He took out his bottle of Vicodin and popped three all at one time. It was a lot, he knew, but between the pain in his leg and the pain that came from John's very presence he felt he needed it.

"Yeah your life is just so perfect."

House's head popped up to see Cameron leaning in the doorway in between his office and the conference room. She wore a smug smirk that told of a woman who had just had her every thought about him confirmed.

"My pain does not mean I am not happy. It means I am in pain." He countered.

Cameron shook her head and moved over to sit down on the ottoman in front of his chair, "The very fact that you are hiding your intake means you are not happy. She wants a life you can't give her!"

House's face contorted in rage and he leaned forward to yell at her, "YOU KNOW NOTHING!"

Cameron leaned back to shrink away from his anger, but nothing could have helped her escape at this point, "I am protecting her! She worries too much, and she doesn't need to know how much pain I am in. I thought I had already explained this to you, but let me repeat myself since you are apparently slow. I LOVE HER!" He yelled yet again, "And if you dare to fuck this up I will not only fire you, but I will make sure that you are never hired at any decent hospital ever again. I will ruin your reputation, and you know I can. So I suggest you keep this to yourself, because there will not be any place for you to hide from my wrath if you hurt my wife by having her find this out."

Cameron could only stare in shock. He was protecting Cuddy from his pain. He wanted her to have a halfway normal, happy life.

House quickly grew tired of her staring and barked, "Did I make myself clear this time?"

The duckling nodded obediently then quickly got up and escaped from the room. He knew then that she would not tell a may be a woman lusting after another woman's husband, but she was also a romantic. She would never ruin the beautiful picture of the cripple husband who was protecting his wife from his pain.

At ten o'clock House returned to Cuddy's room happy to find it empty and his wife dozing. He tried to enter without her noticing, but it only took a moment of his presence to get her to stir.

Cuddy looked up at him with a small smile, "Hey."

He nodded and sat down back in his chair, "Hey."

"Your dad was out of line."

He shrugged a little, "When is he not? Evan is back in the nursery?"

She yawned a little and nodded, "Yeah. He will be back when he is ready for another feeding."

"He is a boob man, just like me."

Cuddy chuckled a little, "His obsession is for nourishment. Yours is very different."

"Thank God." He reached out and took her hand in his, "You happy?"

"Ecstatic." She replied honestly, "You?"

He nodded a little, "Yeah.. Yeah I am."

They stared at each other sharing simple smiles until Cuddy drifted off to sleep again. House leaned over and kissed her forehead gently before settling back into his chair for a night.