CHAPTER 9
So, this is just a small, fluffy chapter. Also, when a refer to football, I mean English football. I tried to put soccer but I couldn't bring myself to do it. So if I've offended you in anyway, I do apologise.
Disclaimer: If I owned House, I wouldn't have to follow the mess that's called Brexit.
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House walked into Cuddys office. It had been two months since Cuddy found out about House's other life. She now felt like she had a connection with House. Both of them single parents trying to manage the ins and outs of day to day life. But for the most part, he hadn't changed. He was still the arrogant ass at work.
"No, you can't." Cuddy sighed at House.
"You don't know what I was going to ask! I might be asking for a wild night of wine and sex."House was twiddling his cane.
"I know you're not going to ask me that as you have a wife."
"Dammit, I forgot I was busted." That was the slight problem now. He couldn't so obviously flirt with Cuddy anymore. He had no interest in Cuddy but still found it fun. It was what their screwed up relationship was built on.
"So what do you want. I need to actually work unlike you." Cuddy said whilst shuffling papers to make her self look busy.
"It's Dans Birthday on Sunday and he quite likes you and Rachel. We are having a little party in the afternoon. It would be nice for him to have someone else there other than me and Wilson. I'm pretty sure he's going to end up killing us one day." House smiled. His personality had done a 180 degree turn and he became kind again. It still caught Cuddy off guard.
"I'll make sure I'm not busy and I'll be there with Rachel." They had met up after that eventful day. Danny got along well with Rachel and they both had a mutual love for vanilla ice cream.
"Its a date! Oh and I also need you to sign off on my patients procedure. Need to stop his heart for a bit." House tried his luck and dropped the file on Cuddys desk.
"Did you just try to sweeten me up before asking me to agree to killing you're patient?" Cuddy sighed and opened the file. It was never straight forward with House.
"Well, did it work?" House grinned.
"You can't just kill your patient!" Cuddy pointed out, frustrated.
"It's only for 3 minutes to see if the problem is in his heart."
"You can't just go and perform heart surgery on someone without proper justification!" House was about to retort but Cuddy put her hand up to stop him.
"Bring me CONCRETE proof and I'll approve it." Cuddy dismissed House before he could argue with her but added ...
"I'll be there Saturday."
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"So, are you excited about your birthday tomorrow?" Wilson had gone to pick up Danny from football and take him home. House was running late on his case so Wilson had volunteered.
"Yeah! I get cake!" Danny cheered but felt a dull pain in his leg. He rubbed subconsciously at his right leg.
"Why are you rubbing your leg? You look like your dad doing that." Wilson noticed.
"It hurts." Danny complained.
"You probably just pulled a muscle. I'll grab you some deep heat at the shop." He said casually.
"It smells!" Danny squirmed. He really did hate the smell of it. It reminded him of the stuff his dad used on his leg. It stank the whole house out.
"How was football anyway? How many did you save?" He'd seen Dan play and he was actually a really good goalkeeper. The way he threw himself around was really mind blowing.
"I didn't break anything! And I saved Roberts shot. He's really good." Pride was emitting from every word he said.
"I honestly don't get how you can just chuck yourself on the floor" Wilson winced at the thought of the pain.
"You're just a wimp!"
Wilson smiled and pulled into the shop.
"What's in the reduced isle for tea then?" They really needed to stop eating shit, Wilson agreed with himself. Including takeaway. He also quite liked the challenge of throwing something together from only the food found in the reduced section.
"Potatoes?" Danny picked up the bag.
"Is there anything to go with them? I mean potatoes are great and everything but kinda need something else with them."
"Ice cream Unc!" He found the reduced vanilla ice cream and shoved it in Wilson's face.
"That's definitely ice cream but we need something that will go with potatoes. Ice cream and potatoes don't work well together." Wilson finally gave up on Danny's outrageous meal suggestions and decided on sausage and mash.
"Go get a shower and then I'll sort your knee out" Wilson plonked the groceries on the side and headed to the tele. It was all rubbish so he decided to just read a book.
Danny wondered out the bedroom and noticed his Uncle had fallen asleep. That meant he could avoid the deep heat. He really hated the smell of that stuff. He sat at the piano and started playing quietly. He awaited for his dad to turn up. He knew that it he wouldn't turn up for a while.
House walked into the apartment 3 hours later. He chuckled to himself when he noticed both Dan and Wilson had fallen asleep on the sofa, slumped against each other.
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"Wakey wakey birthday boy!" House greated his son in the morning with a pile of pancakes and ice cream. Danny opened his eyes to and instantly spotted the ice cream.
"ICE CREAM!" Danny shouted as he sat up. Danny gestured for his dad to join him on the bed. He happily obliged.
"Don't think you're getting this every morning kid." House smiled and they tucked in.
"So, 7 years ago today ..." but Danny interrupted
"You tell me this story every year!" Danny huffed.
"Yes and I'm going to tell you again. It's a birthday tradition. So, 7 years ago today ...
Jen was laying in bed, wide awake watching Greg sleep. One hand layed over her heavily swollen stomach. It was rare for her to be watching Greg sleep. It was usually the other way round. But she loved how peaceful he looked when he slept. The pain lines that were so defined during the day were relaxed. He looked twenty years younger.
She sighed as she realised she needed to go to the toilet for the second time tonight. She swung her legs over and started to ease her way up. She stopped when she felt something wet on the sheets.
"Greg, Greg wake up." She shook him desperately.
"Mmmmmmm sleepy Jen" Greg grumbled and turned over.
"Wake up you moron! My water has broke!" She near shouted. Greg's eyes shot open and he immediately attempted to get out of bed. Jen threw him his pills.
"Take them and then lets go." She said sternly. Greg grabbed the pre packed bag full of baby clothes and nappies and escorted Jen to the car.
"We need to make a detour first." Jen grabbed her cell and called Wilson. He picked up nearly immediately and agreed to meet them outside in 5 minutes.
"You pre planned Wilson coming?" Greg more confirmed than questioned.
"I want Wilson there. He is going to be the baby's God Father after all. Plus it will give me some entertainment when he passes out at the sight."
"I'll give you that" Greg chortled.
With a Wilson in tow, they arrived at Trenton. Wilson sat in the back trying his best to try and soothe the distressed pregnant woman. Jens contractions had started and so had the pain.
"GRRRREEGGGGGG!" She growled out as she squeezed his hand tighter.
"I'm here, I know you're in pain but you can do this." He tried to calm her but since he was panicking himself, it wasn't really working. And the amount she was squeezing his hand, it felt like she might tear it off.
"Bloody hell I wish I had some of your bloody Vicodin right now!" She growled.
Wilson was awkwardly pacing the room, rubbing the back of his neck, feeling useless in the situation. "Wilson for fucks sake, stop pacing, you're making me dizzy." Greg snapped. At that moment, the doctor and midwife arrived.
"Hey Jenifer, can we check how far you're diluted?" The Doctor asked with a fake cheeriness in their voice.
"Well my vagina is already on full display so why not." She snapped sarcastically. The Doctor seemed to be quite amused by the little outburst and proceeded to check.
"When you're ready, lets get this little one out!" The midwife smiled.
"I've been ready for the last 7 months!" Jen snarled. Greg just laughed which earned him a slap on the hand.
"Right I need you to push for me on the next contraction." Jen growled and pushed as much as possible.
"Come on Jen! I can see the head!" The midwife pointed out.
Greg caught Wilson out the corner of his eye, slightly swaying, eyes wide at the sight.
"I think, I think I need to sit." Wilson gasped, slightly falling into the chair.
"One last push!" And then a little body appeared. After cutting the cord, the baby boy was handed to Jen. House joined Jen on the bed.
His gaze immediately landed on the small sleeping child laying in Jens arms. He couldn't believe that they had made something so amazing and innocent.
"I think you're suppose to say he's beautiful." Jen whispered when she saw Greg chocking up.
"He looks like a Daniel. I think we should name him Dan. After your dad as well." Greg replied. Jen looked over to see an overwhelmed, emotional Wilson.
"Daniel James House." She corrected. Wilson's eyes lit up and his face beamed. He took out his phone and snapped the moment of the new parents holding there new born. They all looked so overwhelmed.
"Did Uncy really pass out?!" Danny loved that part of the story. House always over exaggerated that part.
"He sure did! Flat out on the floor." They both giggled.
It was early afternoon by the time Cuddy arrived with Rachel. She'd never been to his apartment before and didn't know what to expect. She knocked on the door and was greeted by an excited Danny jumping up and down.
"Hello Dr Cuddy. Hello Rachel! He exclaimed. House came limping behind Dan.
"Daniel, you don't answer the door do you?" House sternly said.
"But it's my birthday!" He ran off to play with his friends and Rachel followed.
"The kid has had too much sugar. He's running circles around me and Wilson."
Cuddy followed House into the apartment. It was decorated with balloons and banners but Cuddy wasn't really interested in those. The apartment definitely had a feeling of a bachelor pad but had some female touches. For example, she noticed the art work and posters hanging on the walls. The posters were musical themed but the artwork looked traditional. There was one that was a painting of the Brooklyn bridge. She spotted some personal photos as well. There was a picture on the baby grand in the corner. It looked like it was taken at the birth of Daniel. Daniel was sleeping in his mother's arms, clutching Houses little finger. There was another of Jenifer holding a beer up with a cowboy hat on. She was distracted from her investigation by Wilson.
"Right! Should we do presents?" Cuddy had to laugh. He looked absolutely ridiculous with a bright yellow party hat on.
Danny went through his presents and blew out the candles on his cake as House played happy birthday on the piano. When parents had thanked House and took their kids home, House, Cuddy, Wilson and Dan sat on the sofa.
"So, I guess it's time for us to give you our presents." House said to Dan. Dan has been looking forward to his Dads present all day.
Cuddy was first to hand Dan his present. He ripped it open. "Awesome!" Dan exclaimed as he looked down at the medical text book Cuddy had given him. It was purposely made for children.
"A little birdy told me you liked medicine. It has cool pictures in it as well!" Cuddy eagerly said.
"Thanks!" Danny hugged Cuddy and went to take the present Wilson was holding out for him. Cuddy was slightly taken a back. Dan had never hugged her before. It meant a lot to her to be trusted by such a shy little boy.
Danny held a pair of goalkeeping gloves in his hand. He eagerly went to try them on and then high fived Wilson.
"Cool colours, you'll stand out like a str ... neon on lights with those on" House corrected himself before he went to compare his sons football gloves to the bright lights of a strip club.
"So, do you want your present off me and mum?" House hobbled over to the cuboard and pulled out a big box. Wilson went over to help House.
"Happy birthday kiddo." He rubbed his sons hair. He gestured to the present. "Enjoy!" Danny ran over and tore at the wrapping paper.
"A telescope! Dad, thank you!" He ran over to his dad and practically jumped on him.
"There's a book in there too so we can sit out at night and identify all the stars!" It was one of there favourite things to do. Sit and talk whilst watching the night sky.
Wilson and Cuddy left shortly afterwards and Dan and House went to set up the telescope in the garden.
"So, you had a good day kid?" House asked as he sat down in one of the deck chairs with a bottle of beer.
"It was great dad. Thank you." Dan said sincerely. He looked through the telescope out onto the night sky. He felt a slight twinge of pain in his leg again but ignored it. Right now, the stars were way more interesting.