Disclaimer: ……………sob They wouldn't let me have him when I pouted.
She was six months in to her pregnancy before she decided to use her spa day that she had won. Papering was just what the doctor ordered. Literally. Her back hurt, her feet hurt and she was constantly cranky. House had given her the pass and told her that she needed to relax. One mud bath, manicure, pedicure, and massage later, she was relaxed. As she opened the front door, she decided that in exchange for her good day, her hubby was going to be relaxed too.
"Hey. I'm home. Where are-"
She cut herself off when she saw what lay in front of her. House was passed out in his armchair and Wilson was snoring on the loveseat. She smiled and walked towards the bedroom, shedding her coat along the way. As she passed the spare bedroom, she stopped. She had to turn back around when what she had seen registered in her mind. The two men had turned their spare bedroom in to a nursery in the time she had been at the spa. Everything was put together and the room was even painted appropriately. She sat down in the rocking chair and had to hold back tears. Wilson appeared in the doorway rubbing his eyes.
"I painted the room while he put everything together. It was very comical. Your furniture has new names and don't be surprised if he's a little out of it. Half a bottle of Vicodin in a few hours is gone."
She looked up at him, amazed. "When did he buy everything?"
"From my knowledge, since he found out that you were pregnant. First the furniture and then the paint once you had your ultrasound. He hid everything over at my place until you left today."
"Julie didn't mind?"
Wilson shrugged. "She thought that it was all very romantic and sweet. Speaking of Julie, I'm late for dinner. Shouldn't have fallen asleep. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
"I'll tell Greg where you went. Thank you so much."
She got up and hugged him.
"Should I be jealous?"
Breaking apart, they turned to see House. His tousled hair made him look younger than he was. Allison went over to him and gave him a long, passionate kiss.
'That's my cue to leave."
Neither moved as Wilson grabbed his coat and let himself out. When they pulled away, she had tears in her eyes.
"You are the most wonderful man in the world."
He smirked.
"I have a few patients who would love to disagree with you. You want to see their records?"
"I can't believe you did all of this."
"We finished about an hour before you came home. I take it you like it."
She spent the next few hours showing him that she loved it. He made a mental note to do those sorts of things more often.
Author's Note: Sorry it's so short but I'm moving up to the next chapter which is very long. One more to go!