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The next day was Monday and since their epilepsy patient Mr. Marcum had been discharged, and Beth Landry was now on the cardiac floor, they were once again without any patients. The day would be spent catching up on paperwork and fulfilling clinic hours, which left time to visit Madeline, and give Olivia a bit of a tour. The new medication seemed to be helping Madeline's heart murmur, and with any luck she would be discharged the next day.

That was why as Olivia finished packing up all but the last minute items she would need and joined them for dinner Allison looked expectantly at Greg. Finally after a lot of non-verbal procrastination he cleared his throat.

"Livy, there is some news Allison and I are going to tell Mom in the next few days and we wanted you to know too before you leave," House started.

"You're getting married!" Olivia guessed. "Oh I'm so happy for you!"

"Umm, no. Not getting married," House denied with a nervous look at Allison.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to jump the gun," Olivia apologized. "What's your news?"

There was a moment of silence. "Allison is pregnant," House finally declared.

"Allison is pregnant," Olivia repeated as if saying the words would make them more comprehensible.

"Expecting, knocked up, bun in the oven, going to have a baby," House confirmed.

"Your baby?" Olivia asked still having a hard time taking in the information.

"No, we're pretty sure it's another immaculate conception," House replied. "Of course mine."

"Because you're not acting freaked out enough for it to be yours," Olivia commented.

"What do you want me to say? The thought of me raising a child does seem to be against some law of nature," House agreed, "but that's got to be weighed against the thought of Allison raising a child which helps even things out a bit. Besides it's not as if I didn't thoroughly endorse the act of conceiving said child."

Olivia looked at Allison. "Are you sure you are prepared to have two whiney children?" she teased.

"Not really. Maybe I'd better rethink this," Allison responded with a grin, which Olivia returned.

She walked over and wrapped Allison in a hug. "Congratulations on the baby, condolences on the rest." Then she looked at her brother. "Mom is going to have a coronary, she'll be so excited."

"Yeah, I think she'd all but given up on having grandkids," House acknowledged.

"So when is the blessed event?" Olivia asked.

"I'm about nine weeks along, so somewhere around March 1st," Allison told her.

They chatted a bit more. Allison answered Olivia's questions as to how she was feeling, and when she would have an ultrasound. House found himself tuning out. He was brought back into the conversation with a jolt though when he heard Olivia ask if Allison's family knew about the baby yet.

"Gosh no," Allison told he with wide eyes. "Greg would be a dead man. My dad tends to see things in black and white. Older man takes advantage of younger impressionable associate. Knocks her up and doesn't put a ring on her finger? No matter how much I explain that's all he'll see," Allison said with a shrug.

"What about your mom?" Olivia asked.

"She died two years ago in a car accident. My dad remarried almost immediately. I get along ok with my stepmother but we aren't close," Allison explained. "The only family I can't wait to tell are my brother and his wife. Steven and I have always been very close and Susan is a real sweetheart. I know they will be thrilled for me as long as I'm happy."

Eventually they all headed to bed, and the next morning Olivia took off bright and early to beat the rush hour traffic. She left Greg with a piece of advice.

"Treat her well, Gregory. I'm looking forward to spoiling my niece or nephew to pieces and I can only do that if you manage to keep her happy so she doesn't leave you," she told him.

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Several days later a very similar scene was repeated with Greg's mother. Olivia had been correct. She was ecstatic at the news. She insisted that she and Allison go shopping over the weekend. Since Allison didn't see a graceful way out she simply agreed, and then when they were shopping did her best to limit the items purchased. She did give in on a lovely receiving blanket in several pastel shades and a book of bedtime stories. Mostly the two just had fun browsing through all of the baby paraphernalia.

Madeline also decided that although Allison had told her she wasn't too concerned about whether they got married or not, that she was going to tackle the subject privately with her son before she left. She waited until her final check-up and brought up the subject while she and Greg were waiting for Dr. Gordon.

"So when are you going to put a ring on Allison's finger? As the mother of your child don't you think she deserves that level of commitment?" she asked.

"If Allison wants to tie herself to a grouch like me for the rest of her life then she's the one that should be committed," House remarked.

"That decision should be up to her," Madeline commented.

"Allison is a big girl. If she wants to get married she'll let me know," Greg replied.

Luckily for House the conversation was cut short by the arrival of the doctor, and Madeline didn't bring up the subject again. If she knew her son, the thought would sit and simmer for a bit and once enough time had passed he would convince himself that marrying Allison was his idea and he'd do something about it.

Unfortunately, in three short weeks everyone would know about the baby and be giving Greg the same advice. And the more they told him to marry the girl, the more his stubborn pride would keep him from asking.

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Up to that point, the weight Allison had put on had been fairly evenly distributed. Except for a pair of jeans that had been too tight to begin with and a couple of pairs of slacks that had no give at all, all of her clothes still fit. Then in her twelfth week her body changed overnight.

All day Friday her breasts had been tender and when they had made love that night she had been surprised at how sensitive they were. Greg had quickly used it to his advantage, making her moan and beg for him not to stop as he alternately gently caressed them and sucked on the nipples. When they woke up the next morning he'd pulled her into his arms to kiss her and stopped in surprise.

Allison blinked several times still blurry eyed from sleep to see Greg sitting up looking at her naked body in appreciation. Finally he spoke.

"Ally, did you get implants in your sleep?" he chuckled, helping her to sit up and handing her the crackers that were now always next to the bed.

"What?" she asked as she grabbed a cracker. As she started to nibble she followed Greg's now slightly lustful gaze and was speechless.

"Wow, I have boobs," she whispered in awe.

"And then some," House agreed, earning him a swat. Still he couldn't resist. "Finally a side effect of pregnancy that the man gets to enjoy!"

"You are such a pig," Allison complained getting up to go look in a mirror.

House walked up behind her and reached around to cup her new additions. "I'm just saying, it almost makes up for the mood swings and cravings," he commented, pulling her naked body back against his letting her know just how aroused he was.

"Well enjoy it while you can. This is just a sign that before you know it I'll be as big as a whale. See if you get turned on then," she sighed turning in his arms and giving him a kiss.

As he led her back to bed he made a mental bet that he would be turned on. He was a man after all. Naked Allison would always be more than his libido could handle.

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She ended up having to replace all of her bras and half of her blouses that weekend. When she showed up for work on Monday she quickly put on her lab coat hoping it would hide the fact that she was suddenly over-endowed. No such luck. Both Chase and Foreman could barely keep their eyes off of her as they went about their morning routines. And when they all moved down to the clinic because they had no patient at the moment, she was propositioned twice before lunch. Once by another doctor who obviously had a death wish. Finally she cornered House in one of the exam rooms.

"Dr. Cameron, I had no idea you were into quickies," he teased when she walked into the room and locked the door after the patient he had just seen left.

"We need to tell them," Allison declared.

"Tell them what? That you are auditioning to play Pamela Anderson in a made-for-TV movie of her life?" House proposed.

Allison simply raised an eyebrow. "I know we said we'd wait as long as possible. I think this is it," she finally told him.

House hesitated. Once it was out they would not get a moment of peace. But looking at her he knew she was right. Although you wouldn't immediately guess she was pregnant it was obvious something was going on. They might as well fess up now. Who knew what body part would sprout tonight?

"Alright," he sighed. "But give me a head start. I'm going to grab some lunch and hide out in my office."

She was surprised it was that easy. She knew that Greg was dreading this part. She would just have to make it as painless as possible.

"It's a deal," she told him reaching up and giving him a kiss. "I'll lookout for Cuddy while you make a break for it."

They moved to the door and Allison looked out to see if it was all clear. Then she signaled him to go. He paused only a moment to tell her." Next bank heist I pull you are so in."

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Allison decided to tackle to subject over lunch. When both Chase and Foreman had joined her she waited for them to get settled, then scolded them.

"My face is up here gentleman. You would think you had never seen breasts before. It's not like they are hanging out or anything," she said.

Both had the grace to blush. "It's just a new look for you," Foreman finally ventured.

"Well get used to it. My body is probably going to be changing daily for the next six months," she informed them. "I'm pregnant."

Unfortunately she caught Chase just as he was about to swallow and they spent the next three minutes stopping him from choking. When he was recovered enough to speak he looked at her in horror.

"I'm sorry but I could have sworn you said you were pregnant," he told her.

"I did. I am, three months along," she confirmed.

"You're having House's baby?" Foreman demanded loudly.

Half the heads in cafeteria turned. "Well that will certainly take care of spreading the news. Thank you Eric," she grimaced.

"Sorry, but what are you thinking? Can you imagine House as a dad?" he lamented.

"Actually, I can," she replied.

"Maybe in Allison land, but here in the real world? It's a bit hard to conceive, pardon the pun," Chase finally chimed in.

"Are you getting married?" Forman asked.

"No," Allison told them firmly.

"He hasn't even had the decency to ask you, has he?" Chase demanded.

"No, but it doesn't matter. I'm not sure I want to get married," she told them.

"Well at least there is still some sense in that head of yours," Forman replied.

Allison pushed the last of food away with a sigh. "Listen, I'm happy. The least you can do is be happy for me," she chastised. "I'm going back to the clinic."

Which she quickly did, hoping to be able to hide out there peacefully for the rest of the day. Of course she was just dreaming. It only took twenty minutes for Cuddy to track her down.

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TBC