Author Note: I suck at updating….. sorry…. This is a short chapter, that's why I have posted two.

Disclaimer: See Chapter One

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"Have you ever had a kid left in your care before?" House was observing Wilson struggling with a diaper as Sean just lay wiggling like a fish out of water on the changing mat. It would have been amusing to House had the scene not be accompanied with ear splitting shrieks and squeals. It amazed both men, how such a small being could make such a huge amount of noise.

"It's not as easy as it looks House! He won't stop moving!"

"Babies tend to do that, you know, move and such…Annoying it may be, but damn that Mother Nature she has to make it difficult for us poor undomesticated men…"

"Hey, speak for yourself! I'm fully domesticated thank you very much"

"Sorry, temporary lapse, I forget that you are the one wearing the apron. Does Julie even know how to iron!"

Sean had ceased wriggling upon noticing that the man who had been attempting to change his diaper had ceased, and was now engaged in conversation with the other man, who had not yet lifted a finger to help. One squeal from Sean ensured that the focus of the men was drawn squarely back to him.

House got up and shoved Wilson out of the way. A simple "Move" sufficed as he approached the infant and looked down at him. With a few deft movements of his hands, House had the diaper folded and expertly wrapped round the body of the child, the pin was the finishing touch and he stepped back to admire his handiwork.

Wilson just stood there, stunned into silence. His mouth formed a few shapes of surprise but gave up and settled on the easiest one to hold, just a plain 'O' of surprise. He would be rubbish at poker- his mouth tended to give everything away even without speech.

"How did you learn to…..how do you even know how to do that!"

"Not important right now… Well are you gonna pick him up, or just leave him there? The ceiling is really not that interesting for most people. Personally I just love blank spaces, but can't speak for him"

Wilson moved towards Sean, and redressed him in his tiny track suit, he looked like a baby footballer, and he couldn't even walk properl yet. All the clothes that Sean had come with were ridiculously expensive versions of adult clothes- all designers and labels, nothing he could play properly in. Little boys were supposed to get messy, not worry about mud on their baby Louis Vuitton. Unfortunately he had no old curtains which he could carve into lederhosen…better not let house know he had the Sound of Music on DVD in the bottom drawer of the cabinet, the gay jokes didn't need any encouragement.

"Hey, House. Fancy a shopping trip?"