PART 10

Thanksgiving. D-day. Time to break the news to her parents. She was torn over telling them about Wilson's involvement, but she decided that she would go for it and confess all . She loved James as much as she loved Greg and she couldn't deny that to anyone, not even her parents.

Bill and Carol Cameron were good God fearing people. They'd Allison when they were in their 30's and it had almost cost Carol her life. They were the sweetest, kindest people you could know. All her friends were always jealous of her relationship, and the closeness she had with them. She now feared that it would all be put in jeopardy.

How do you tell your parents that you are living with two different men, who also have a relationship together, that you are pregnant, with twins, and you are not sure which one is the father and you don't actually really care? You also have to break the news of your impeding nuptials, (at which you won't be wearing white), to one of said men, who is actually 15 years older than you, your boss, crippled and very much a bastard most of the time. The other man has been married three different times and also, by the way, is Jewish. Should make a good conversation around the dinner table. Please pass the yams, Hey I'm pregnant. How's the turkey? Yeah, not sure which one is the father. Let's save room for some pumpkin pie. Oh by they way, we've all been living and sleeping together since July. THAT should go over REALLY well!

The door bell rang and Cameron almost peed her pants. She tried to tell herself it was because of the babies were lying on her bladder, but she knew better. With trembling hands she opened the door, "Mom, Dad," She gave them both a big hug, "Please come in."

"Hey Pumpkin, how are you doing? You're finally putting on weight. It suits you. I always said you were too skinny." Bill Cameron said.

"I know Dad, and thanks for noticing."

"Oh Bill, you never tell a woman she gained weight. Geeze, after 35 years of marriage you'd think they would learn something, but no, they are as thick in the head as they were when you married them." Carol said, smiling at Allison and giving her a hug, "Oh boy, you have gained weight. Is everything ok Allison?"

"Are you hungry?" Allison tried to change the subject. She wasn't ready to talk about this yet. She wanted to enjoy them for a bit before she broke their hearts. Maybe that was selfish, but she couldn't help it. Who knew how long it would take them to talk to her again.

Cameron lead them into the living room where House and Wilson were sitting watching football. Wilson jumped up from his seat at the sight of them and House leaned forward to shake Bill Cameron's hand.

"Mom, Dad, this is Gregory House and James Wilson."

"Oh you are the Dr. House that gives my Pumpkin all the problems?" Bill said.

"In the flesh, though if you ask her, she enjoys our games." Allison blushed at House's double sided remark.

Wilson cleared his throat. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Cameron. Allison has told us all about you."

"Ah, what a nice young man," Carol said wistfully. Allison could see her getting all dewy eyed thinking about weddings and babies. Ohh, if she only knew how soon her dreams of Grand-parenthood were going to come true.

"Yes, Jim is one of the good ones Mother. So is everyone ready to eat? I'm starving."

Allison sat in-between House and Wilson at the table. James carved the turkey, House poured the wine. The small talk wasn't so small. Bill Cameron was almost as intelligent as his daughter and had her natural curiosity to know all. Allie had about six bites of her meal before declaring she was full. Both House and Wilson scolded her and tried to talk her into eating more. She refused, saying she had been picking at the food while she cooked and that she would grab a sandwich later.

They moved into the living room with their wine, coffee and pie. Again Allison sat between the two of them. She looked down at her hands and realized she didn't have her ring on. She had taken it off because she was cooking and didn't want to get stuffing in it. House saw the line of her vision and grabbed her hand. Wilson got up and retrieved her ring from the dresser in their room. Her parents grew quiet.

"What is going on her Pumpkin?" Bill asked.

"Well... ummm," she took a deep breath, "Greg and I are getting married next week." Carol gasped and Bill turned white.

"What?" Carol asked.

"We are getting married next Friday at the court house. James and our friend Lisa will be there to witness it. No others. No big reception, no big dinner, hall or DJ." She said. Her free hand fluttered in her lap and James grabbed it and laced his fingers through hers. This also drew the attention of her father.

"If you are marrying Greg, then why are you holding Jim's hand also?"

She swallowed hard, not knowing how to explain. To hell with it, she would tell them straight out. "I'm involved with both of them. We all live here, together. We love each other and are very committed to one another, and this relationship." Carol chose that moment to start crying. "Mom..." Mrs. Cameron held up her hand for silence. Allison looked at Wilson and House for reassurance and they both squeezed her hand. Taking a deep breath she continued, "There is more," Bill cursed and her mother tried to sniffle a cry of alarm. They knew; in fact, she knew they knew but she said the words anyway, "I'm pregnant-"

"God dammit Allison," her father cursed. He must have been really pissed because he never took the Lord's name in vain. This also caused another gasp out of her mother.

"-with twins." she finished. Her mother was now bordering on hysterics, and her father eyes darkened to almost black as he scowled at Greg and James.

"What the hell is the meaning of this?" he shouted. "You two get your jollies by taking advantage of a young, impressionable woman?"

"Dad," Allison started, and he shot her a silencing look.

"First of all Mr. Cameron," It was House that took the reins, "Allison is a grown woman and quite capable of making her own decisions. I have never taken advantage of a woman in my life, nor do I plan to. I happen to love Allie more than you can imagine and I am glad she is carrying our baby, babies. And as for Jim, well, he and I have been together through the last 8 years of my life. He has been there through the worst and now the best times and I will NOT give that up. Allison understands that. She is like us. We fit; we complete each other and we are happy. She is happy. Doesn't that mean anything to you? Would you rather her sit and continue to mourn her long dead husband, or do you want her to move on with her life?"

Allison's mother was truly sobbing now, "What will the ladies at the church think?"

Allison reached a hand across to touch her knee, "Oh Mommy,"

"No young lady, I will not let this continue. Your mother is right. What will everyone say? I thought we raised you better than this. How could you do this to your mother, to me?" Bill was so angry and crushed he was shanking.

"Daddy, I didn't do this to you." She was cut off by her mother.

"What will the Father say?" She wailed.

"Oh FUCK the church." Wilson yelled. The quiet that fell over the room was deafening, all eyes were on him. "Don't hand me this shit about God and sin. The Bible says this is wrong. God's plan and all. If this is all God's test then and we're all failing miserably. Where was your God when Allison's husband lay dying of Cancer at 22? Where was this God when House lay in a hospital bed, fighting for his life? Where was God when I prayed that I only felt friendship for him instead of something more? If this is so wrong, then why did HE let it happen? Why did HE throw the three of us together and than bless us with these children to care for? He must not think we are such bad of people if he trusts us to raise them. And where is your God when you sit here and judge your only daughter because she chose a different path than you would have liked?" He started to walk toward the kitchen, he needed a beer, no something stronger. He called over his shoulder, "Oh and by the way, I'm Jewish."

House shifted in his seat and Allison had to bite her tongue to stop from laughing. Greg was turned on and so was she. Neither one of them could resist assertive Wilson and he knew it, the bastard. Bill sat down with a sigh and put his head in his hands. Carol blotted at her eyes with a hankie.

"James and I love Allison and we love the babies." He swallowed. He hated admitting his feelings, especially to virtual strangers, but this was for Cameron. He would do anything it took to make her happy. "She is and will continue to be the happiest woman alive. You may not understand our lifestyle, but for Allie's sake and for the sake of your grandchildren, you need to lean how to deal with this." And with that, he got up and left the room, seeking out Wilson.

Allison stayed in the room with her parents for the next half hour by herself. Greg and James could hear the hushed tones, the muffled cries and then the quiet acceptance to the situation. They would come around, for Allie and for the babies.