Chapter 37

Later that evening, Wilson and his girlfriend, Alex, return to the hospital with Cuddy's parents.

Friendly greetings welcomed the couple and even House is on his best behavior.

The couple says their thanks and goodbyes to their guests as they leave the dual baby and wedding shower.

Tired but happy, Cuddy helps her parents, Wilson, Alex, and House load up all the baby stuff and carry it to her and Wilson's cars.

It takes two trips with each car loaded down but they've finally moved all the gifts into House's and Cuddy's living room.

"Why don't we set it into the nursery," Lisa's mother asks.

"We're having the painters come and paint it pale blue and green the day before our wedding so it'll dry and all the fumes will be out by the time we come back from our honeymoon," Lisa replies.

"Oh," Her mother smiles knowingly as Lisa says honeymoon.

"That's the last of it," House says placing the bag on the couch before plopping down, and stretching out.

"Get up, get up." Cuddy yells at him, "You've got to take a shower and get dressed. We're supposed to meet your mother in an hour!"

House groans as he rises to his feet, stripping out of his shirt as he moves down the hall to the bedroom.

Lisa just shakes her head laughing as she sees House stand in the door way and teasingly unzips his pants before closing the door before anyone else besides Cuddy sees his bare bottom.

At the restaurant, House stands at the reception desk waiting for his mother. He spots the little lady and a genuine smile immediately lights up his face as she sees him and embraces him in a tight hug.

"Hi, Greg," Blythe says sweetly before kissing her son.

"Hi, Mom," He says, as he grins and pretends to wipe the kiss off his cheek.

She ignores him and looks at the dress suit he's wearing, "My, you do look handsome tonight. Your father would be so proud of you."

House sighs, staring into his mother's eyes which were daring him to say something negating her comment.

Blythe House full of charm kept the dinner lively with her uplifting confidence and joyfulness in directing the conversation between her future grandchildren, and much to House's delight making Wilson blush by mention that he's next in line to be blessed with children.

What made the situation more uncomfortable for Wilson is the fact that Alex only smiled pleasantly in return to Blythe's comment making Wilson wonder if he shouldn't make her Mrs. James Wilson number four so soon as he gently fingers the tiny box in his trouser's pocket. He wouldn't dare purpose to Alex so soon and steal the light from his best friends' wedding but he's ready to take the next step in that relationship, he just doesn't think he's ready for children or if he'd ever be at all.

The dinner passes smoothly enough and later that night in bed, Cuddy rests in House's arms. In the security of her embrace he wants to confide in her what's been bothering him but dares not too.

"What's bothering you so much? You've been acting strange the past couple of days, too quite." Cuddy smiles gently trying to lighten his mood and she knows she succeeded when he breathes out a slow sigh.

"It's just that we're having identical twins at our age and the risk for complications, premature labor, and…" House rattles on but Cuddy puts two fingers to his mouth, effectively hushing him.

He quiets and his eyes peer into hers and she removes her fingers when she knows he'll be quite and listen to her.

"I'm worried about that too. But we're both doctors, we know what we're dealing with and we're ready, we've prepared, it's going to be okay. You've been so strong but I know you. I've known you long enough to know when something is not right, when something is bothering you."

She pauses, "What are you thinking?" She's quit for a moment and then adds, "And why is Wilson so stuck by your side more than usual? Is something going on you're not telling me about?"

House lets himself give off a small smirk but quickly sobers at Lisa's keen perception of him.

"My blood pressure has been up more than normal to the point and Wilson has started me on an anti-hypertension drug."

"How high?" Cuddy asks worried for her husband.

"Nothing past stage 1 hypertension. Meds are working fine." House brushes her off quickly and slides out of bed.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She inquires to his back and he gets up and paces around the bedroom.

"I didn't' want you to worry," He admits as he stops at the door frame.

"I'm always going to worry about you. Now tell me what's really got you all worked up?"

"Crap, you're really not going to let this go are you?" He rhetorically asks and leans against the door frame.

"Nope." She replies sliding out of bed herself and wrapping her arms tight around him, not quite reaching all the way around him because of their unborn children.

He lets loose of the door frame and moves to rest his chin on the top of her head, breathing in the sweet scent of her shampoo, he sighs quietly glancing at the alarm clock on the nightstand.

"It's late," he says softly, "We'll talk in the morning."

She looks up at him, "You promise?"

"Yeah," he whispers and kisses her on the forehead goodnight before slipping down the hall.

Cuddy crawls into bed listening to the sound of House's footsteps making their way to his piano in the living room no doubt.

She whispers to the dark, silent room, "Goodnight to you too Greg."

Feeling a slight flutter in her stomach, she smiles to herself and whispers, "Goodnight to you too my sweet baby boys…" then she adds, "I think your daddy is just a little spooked, but he'll come around. He better."

To be continued...

Author's Note: I'm back! Sorry that it's been so long, over a year, I'm truly sorry, but I am going to finish this story. I hope my readers are still out there some where or maybe I'll pick up a few new ones.

Either way, thank you for reading! Please review!