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When I found out that I was pregnant I seriously thought about going against my decision and going to see him. I didn't though.
When my daughter Sophia was brought into this world I once again thought about going to see him. Letting him know that he had a beautiful daughter, I never did though.
I didn't have the courage to go see him then, but now is a different story. I have to go see him now. I really don't have any other options.
See the problem is that I'm dieing. I'm 32 years old and I'm going to die. I have cancer and they didn't find it until it was way too late to do anything about it. The doctors gave me a few months to live.
I have no family other then my daughter. Both of my parents died in a car accident when I was in college. So really I don't have anyone to turn to but him and I feel horrible about it but I will not have my daughter get put into the system. I want her to have a nice home.
So here I stand in front of Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital with my six year old daughter going to go see her father.
"Mama? Are we going to go inside?" she tugged on my hand impatiently and pulled me towards the sliding doors, "I wanna see Daddy!" The doors whished open before us and we walked into the air conditioned hospital.
As we approached the front desk I saw a familiar man sitting in the lobby playing with a PSP, it looked just like James's friend from the bar. Only difference was that this man had a cane.
"Hi!" the receptionist was disgustingly cheerful, "How can I help you?"
"Hi, I'm here to see James Wilson." The man turned and looked at me. He must be James's friend.
"Do you have an appointment?" the receptionist said in that bright cheerful voice, how could she be so happy?
"No," he's still looking at me with those piercing blue eyes, "I'm an old friend of his and it's a surprise visit."
"Oh well isn't that nice!" if it all possible her smile gets bigger, "Do you want me to page him?"
"Actually could I go up to his office and wait for him there?" I smile as innocently as I can.
"I can take her up there." It's him. He stands with the aide of his cane and tucks his PSP into his jacket pocket.
"Dr. House? Really?" all of the receptionists cheerfulness is gone replaced with a suspicious look, "You're going to take her straight to his office?"
He nods and gives the receptionist a nasty look, "Its right next to my office, I won't get lost on the way. I pinky swear." He holds up a pinky and she just shakes her head and goes back to whatever she was doing before I came in.
I stick out a hand, "Thank you, I'm Jessica Jones and this is my daughter Sophia." He just looks at me and then my daughter. I let my hand fall back to my side.
Finally he looks up from my daughter, "Dr. Gregory House." Then he turns and limps towards what looks to be an elevator. I quickly pick up Sophia and rush to catch up with him. He was pretty fast for a guy with a cane.
"How do you know Wilson?" his gaze was steady and it held a lot of questions.
"I'm met him a few years back." One of his eyebrows shot up and he looked at my daughter again.
The elevator doors opened silently, "Really?" he drawled and he limped on. I followed him on and watched him push the button for the fourth floor.
Out of the corn of my eye I watched him. He was wearing jeans, a light blue button down shirt not tucked in and the top few buttons not buttoned and he wore a black sports jacket on top. His face had a couple days of stubble on it and his hair was a nice mess, he was actually oddly attractive.
The elevator binged as we reached our floor and the doors opened to a glass hallway. Where all the walls here made of glass? I followed him out of the elevator down the hall to a door that had James's name on it. Without knocking he opened the door and went in I almost had to run to catch the door. That man was rude.
"Jimmy, some pretty lady is here to see you." Dr. House was standing in front of the desk so I couldn't see who was sitting at it.
"I'm kind of busy here if you hadn't noticed." It was his voice. After all these years I still recognized it. Dr. House turned and I could finally see James. His hair was shorter then I remembered it. He looked really good. Deliciously good. I still wanted him after all these years. He was still looking at something on his desk so he hadn't seen me yet.
"Is that Daddy?" Sophia's voice causes both of the men to jerk their heads and look at us. James's eyes bulge and his mouth drops open in shock. Dr. House just smirks as is what Sophia said only confirmed what he had been thinking.
Sophia looked at me waiting for me to answer so I swallow the lump in my throat and nod my head.
"Yeah that's Daddy."
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We found ourselves sitting outside at a table in silence. Sophia was sitting on my lap happily munching her way through a box of animal crackers. James was still staring at Sophia; he hadn't said a word since he offered to talk with us in a more private area. Most likely so Dr. House wouldn't be able to part of the conversation.
"So," he stops looking at Sophia and finally looks at me, "how have you been?"
He opens and closes his mouth a couple times, "Fine." His eyes go back to Sophia. "How…when…did this happen?"
My lips turn up slightly at the corners, "You're a doctor and you don't know how this happened?" he gives me an annoyed look.
"I know how it happened, but didn't we…" he waves his hands around a little.
"Yes we did." I finish for him and he slumps back in his chair one hand covering his eyes.
"I wouldn't have come here and interrupted your life unless I had a very good reason." I say quietly and he gives me a look I don't understand.
"Why didn't you come to me when you first found out?" he says tiredly.
"I had already mucked up you're life enough as it was. I didn't want to make it any more hectic."
"That wasn't you're fault." He leans forward in his chair bracing his arms on top of the table, "I deserved to know that I had a daughter."
Guilt gnaws at me, "I know, but I was young and stubborn. I had decided that I was never going to try and see you after that night."
His eyes narrow, "Then why are you here now?"
My arms tighten around my daughter, "I have cancer," his eyes widen and I look away not wanting to see the sympathy in them, "They told me I have less then three months."
"I'm sorry." How can he be so kind after what I've done to him? I kept his daughter from him and he's sorry for me? I'm a horrible person.
"You're the only family she has."
"You want me to take her?" he sounds pretty upset.
"You don't have to, I just thought that I would give you the chance." He's my only chance at Sophia being happy.
"I'll take her."
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A/N: I couldn't help myself I had to write more. I fixed up the first chapter a little I hope I got most of the grammar mistakes. Please review!