Author's Note: HI THERE! I'm baaaaaack. I would have posted it yesterday but the stupid cite wouldn't let me. Oh well. Oh... Hugh says that if anyone can hear him, that he really needs to pee. HOLD IT you handsome man and then I'll escort you to the bathroom so you can't run off. Jeez, anyways, I hope you like this chapter and gimme your reveiws. I love them and when I'm having a bad day, I'll go back and read them. RonMione4eva... I need those middle names again...(sheepishly) I forgot where I put them. And bonus points to whoever can tell my House's parent's names. I'm running out of options and soon I'll be swearing. Lol. Peace -Amanda

House groaned as the twins jumped on him. Allison had gone out for an early run since his mom didn't have a treadmill. He could never understand what was so obsessive over a few miles. He looked fine and he hadn't run in years. He hissed as Emma jarred his bad leg. She immediately gave him the bottle of Vicodin and he popped two. He turned over to yell at her but when he saw her tear filled, bright blue eyes, he just sighed.

"Off the bed, kiddos. Mommy will be home soon and then we can eat breakfast."

"I'm sorry, daddy," Emma sniffed pitifully.

""I know, angel."

He hoped that the kids wouldn't kill him before he could have another one. He wanted Allison to curse the day she had ever wanted kids. He chuckled at that thought. He wasn't a father type but he knew when kids were sorry. He grabbed his cane and swung himself out of bed. Nathaniel shyly handed him his robe and smiled brightly when House thanked him. House couldn't understand why he was so silent but if it was who he was… it was for the better. Besides, what four year old could brag that he could play the beginning of one Bach's pieces?

After taking a quick shower and getting dressed, he headed downstairs to ensure that the children hadn't conned his mother yet. Those kids must have been spawned from Satin sometimes. Another thought that made him chuckle. He was proud of them. It had taken him a whole week to make one of the nursery day care people to cry. It had only taken the twins one day. They had each gotten extra dessert that night after a firm reprimand that they should only scare the wits out of the hospital staff it was either A) necessary or B) they were really, really bored and couldn't find anything to do. That last one had been a bit of a stretch on Allison's part but she had seen his ways. Well, not really, but he had told the kids that it was okay anyways. Just as he sat down at the kitchen table, Allison came breezing through the back door. A quick kiss on the cheek and she poured the coffee into two mugs. Adding sugar and handing one mug to House, she sat down across from him in her irritating, happy manner. He loved his life.

She looked around curiously.

"Where are the kids?"

"Mom and dad took them out to the park down the block. They thought we could sleep in but apparently SOME people can't sleep later than six," he said over his mug to her in a mock- accusing tone.

She blew it off with a wave of her hand. "I'm not lazy, that's all."

He grinned.

"Take it back."

"Nope."

He got up and limped over to the sink where he picked up the spraying spout. He aimed at her carefully and turned on the water. She glared at him.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Take it back!"

"Never!"

He clicked the nozzle on and cold water sprayed her all down the front. After about thirty seconds, he shut it off and stared at her open mouth face of shock. She glared at him even more.

"I don't believe you!"

"You needed a shower anyways. I did you a favor."

She dived at him and grabbed the nozzle from his hands and started to spray him down the front. He yelled and tried to grab it back but it was too far out of his reach.

"TURN IT OFF! I GIVE!"

Laughing, she shut it off and smiled at him sweetly. The front door opened and the children along with his parents stopped and starred at the sight in front of them.

"Daddy!" Nathaniel declared. "You're all wet!"

Grandpa just smirked and raised an eyebrow at his children.

"Never, EVER say that you aren't messy again. You just proved me right, son. Thank you."

Laughing, the grandparents headed upstairs and left the twins staring at thei parents in disbelief. Emma bounded forward and stopped just in front of them.

"Can we try too, daddy?"

House sighed and looked over at his wife who just shook her head.

"Sorry, princess. Mommy says no so we'll just bug her later okay? Maybe we can get out the Super Soakers."

With a squeal of glee, Emma grabbed her brother's hand and pulled him into the living room. He turned to Allison who frowned at him. He sighed again.

"No, Greg," he said in a bad imitation of her voice. "You shouldn't encourage the children like you do. And don't give me that look either. I want you to know that you're contributing to their delinquencies. And I want you sooooooo-"

"Okay!" Allison finally protested. "No need to go over board. But do me a favor, okay? In my voice, tell yourself to clean up the mess that you started."

With a huff, she walked upstairs to get cleaned up. House looked down at the giant water pool and decided on the easiest way out.

"MOM!"

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The twins' screams of delight rang out across the park. He and Allison were sitting on the hillside on top of a picnic blanket. Emma ran up to them and hid behind House.

"Hide me," she whispered in a hushed tone.

When Nathaniel ran up to them, House pointed a finger to his back and Nathaniel grinned. He dived around house and chased after a squealing Emma again. Allison opened her eyes and looked at him curiously.

"That's cheating ,you know."

"Since when has that bothered me?"

"Good point."

They watched Nathaniel finally tag Emma and then the chase reversed itself.

"Do you think we're good parents?"

The question caught him off guard. He glanced down at her.

"Excuse me?"

"Do you think we're good parents. It's a simple question, Greg."

He sat back a little more and decided to answer her carefully.

" They're running and playing. They're healthy and intelligent. We don't deny them anything so yes, I think that we're good parents. Why?"

She sat up next to him.

"Emma was telling me about this girl in her class who always complains about her parents. I told her that its okay for kids to think that everything their parents do is wrong and she just gave me a weird look. You know that look. It's the one you get when you've solved a case and don't want to tell anyone yet because you want to see us struggle."

He shrugged. "Maybe she doesn't want to tell us that she's unhappy with something. But seriously. Emma is the loudest kid I know. If she didn't like something, we'd know about it."

Allison nodded, still not reassured. He ran a hand up her arm and gave her a kiss.

"We'll be the best parents we can if they don't like it, they turn 18 in 14 years. They can move out."

Laughing, she called out to the kids that it was time to go home. Ignoring their cries of protest, she started packing everything up. Leave it to House to make an insensitive comment actually mean something. After fixing everything, they started the block walk back to his parent's place. She took his hand and after a habitual scoff at her gentleness, he gripped her hand just a little tighter. They would try and it was all anyone could ask of them.

Awwwwwwww. I know, right? Anyways! I hope you liked it and I was looking at my stats and I have had so many hits on my stories that I was bragging about it for days! Lol. Next up, a mysterious person caomes back into town. Who could it be? Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah. Okay, I'm done. hahahahahaha. Seriously.