Author's Note: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. I got so many reviews telling me that I'm cruel and all I have to say is… thank you! I hoped that was the response that I would get. I wanted to do a cliffhanger since I always seem to end the chapter with some kind of closure. It was a change for me and I'm very happy that I did it. Oh. And I am now going to put my RonMione4eva 'no soda' warning at the beginning of every chapter. It will be my RM warning. It means do not eat or drink anything while reading this story. I don't want police officers showing up at my house (no pun intended) and telling me that I've accidentally killed someone with my snarkiness. They would take Hugh Laurie away from me and (sob I can't let that happen. Lol. So fear the warning! Lol. This is soooo much fun! I should ramble on and on and on and… never mind. Now… I give you the next chapter.

Just as Allison opened her mouth to reply, the hospital blew up. Chaos ensued.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Okay… I'm done with my playful mood. Here's the actual chapter.

It was late at night and all House wanted to do was go to bed. But nooooooo. Allison had to open up her big mouth and… he looked down at the tiny toddler in his arms. Two years old and she could still be held like a new born. She was too small to be two years old but hey, Stacy's genes couldn't have provided everything. He sighed and watched Rebecca suck her thumb. Everything had happened so fast. First the phone call, then the visit, the their deaths. There was no time to think. (A/N: see, I told you I had a reason to make it go so fast.)

"You coming to bed?"

He looked up at Allison and nodded. She came over and gently took her from his arms. They had set the crib up in their room since loud noises seemed to wake her up very easily. They would have pulled up a big- girl bed but she was too small. They didn't want her falling out of the bed and cracking her skull open in the middle of the night. As Allison made to walk away, he stopped her.

"Are you sure… I mean, it is HER child."

Allison nodded and smiled gently down at Rebecca.

'And now she's ours."

"But do you want her to call us her parents or… what will happen?"

Allison thought for a second and then began to walk to the bedroom.

"Whatever she wants. I would like to be her mother though. It'll be hard on her once she's old enough to know. It wouldn't be fair of us to deprive her of a normal life."

House nodded and followed his very mature wife. Rebecca was a House now. He really should get ' Home is Where House is' put on a t-shirt. Next thing you know he'd be taking in some little tart named Annie. He chuckled at that thought. Just call him Papa House. On second thought, don't.

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Rebecca's incessant talking with Allison woke him up the next morning.

"Where's mama?"

Allison smiled down at Rebecca. "She's gone, sweetheart."

"Gone?"

"Yes. But… she loves you very much."

Grumbling, House pulled on some sweat pants and scooped Rebecca out of her chair. He started to blow raspberries on her tummy and she screamed with laughter. Setting her back down, he gave a look to Allison that said ' This is clearly how you distract a little child.' She frowned at him and turned back to the breakfast that she was making. Emma and Nathaniel were watching cartoons in the living room. They weren't interested in the slightest bit about what was happening. House blamed it on the roadrunner.

"What are we going to do today?"

House shrugged. "Lay around… watch TV… get Wilson to baby-sit?"

He gave her a suggestive look and she grinned at him.

"It's not fair to Becca."

He sighed with fake annoyance. "Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay." He pouted and she leaned over and gave him a kiss. Becca made an 'ewww' face and House laughed.

"That's right. Kissing is icky and you can't do it unless you're at least thirty years old. Got that?"

Becca nodded enthusiastically. She seemed to cling to House but nobody could figure out why. He ruffled her light brown hair and she squirmed under his attention. He knew that once everything settled down, nobody would question that she looked like his and Allison's child. The question would be how everyone was going to react by him taking in his ex- lover's child. He may be a bastard but he didn't want an innocent child subjected to that kind of treatment. It was too cruel and if he had to pull out his longer cane to start beating people with, they had better start saving bail money now.

"Mommy?"

Emma clung to House's pajama clad leg. Allison smiled down at Emma.

"Yes?"

"Are we keeping her?"

House frowned. "She's not a pet Emma. She's your new sister."

Emma's face contorted into horror. "Sister? I don't want a new sister!"

"Too bad," House told her. " She's a House now so you will treat her like one, okay?"

Emma frowned and House pushed further.

"Okay?"

She nodded reluctantly and he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Good girl. Now, go tell your brother that its time to eat."

Emma ran back into the living room and Allison threw House a worried look.

"This isn't going to go well. I understand that little kids see competition in most things but this could turn bad. Nathaniel won't have a problem with it but Emma… I'm not sure."

House nodded and put Rebecca back into her chair. "She'll get over it. And if she doesn't, the groundings from her lacrosse team will help."

Allison smiled and began dishing out breakfast. Emma and Nathaniel almost got into a food fight but House ended up taking their plates from them until they promised to behave. Rebecca meshed most of her food on her face but when Allison started to clean her up, Emma decided to intervene.

"Can I help, mommy?"

Throwing a curious glance towards House, Allison wordlessly handed Emma the washcloth. Emma began to gently wipe Rebecca's face and Rebecca giggled when Emma tentatively tickled her neck. Becca giggled and Emma's smile almost made Allison cry. After a few more minutes of tickling, House made Emma go back to her seat and finish her breakfast. He then through a 'Told you so' look in his wife's direction. It went ignored.

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Their new case was easy. A bad allergy towards some food that the patient had eaten a few years ago made him suddenly have symptoms now. Treatment was applied and he was ordered to stay away from all foods that he knew he was allergic to but didn't seem to want to pay attention to. House threw his tennis ball in the air and caught it as Cuddy walked in.

"I didn't call for new air bags for my car."

Cuddy smirked and ignored his barb.

"How's Becca?"

House threw the ball again. "Fine."

"That's all?"

He nodded. "Allison is taking the role of a mommy quite well. I think it has to do with those two kids that are always wandering around our house. What are their names? Nat… Emily… hmm. You were saying?"

"Is she comfortable?"

"She clings to me and you ask if she's comfortable."

Cuddy gave him a look and House caved.

"She's still asking for Stacy and Mark but it's only every once and awhile. I think she's forgetting. She called Allison mommy the other day so I think she's just having momentary flashbacks. Emma was mean and now she's actually enjoying Becca and Nathaniel has fun too. Anything else?"

Cuddy shook her head and turned to leave. She paused in the doorway.

"There were a few rumors but I stopped them."

House nodded his thanks and Cuddy left. Allison walked in and threw a curious look in the direction of her.

"And that was about…?"

"She was coming on to me again and I had to resist her. I tell you, it's getting harder and harder."

A roll of the eyes was in order. That seemed to be happening a lot lately.

"You ready to go home?"

She nodded and he grabbed his bag. After turning out the lights, they made their way to the elevator. Wilson came running over to them out of breath and House pushed him away.

"You can't stay at our place if you're going to get a divorce."

Wilson shook his head. "It's not that. Julie is pregnant."

House's shocked expression showed that he was NOT expecting that. Allison smiled at him.

"Congratulations."

House shook his head.

"I'm not babysitting. I have enough kids."

Wilson smiled at him. "Whatever you say. I thought you might like to know, though."

The elevator doors opened and they stepped in.

"Any tips?" Wilson asked.

House nodded.

"Feed them, burp them, and tell your wife tat she's never looked better and that she doesn't look a day over twenty."

Wilson laughed at Allison's angry expression and got off at the next floor. House, not realizing what he had said, saw Allison's angry face and became confused.

"What?"

Another day went down in PPTH history. It was the day that everyone saw House cower before a woman. It was also the day of the longest apology in history. Either way, it was another day.

A/N: That long enough? This is the last chapter until I get back from spring break so no more chapters until late April. Also… I TURN 18 ON THE 19th! Woo hoo! Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Please R&R. Thank you and peace. – Amanda PS. Feel free to update your stories soon. I'm going to have a week and a half of boredom so I NEED BOTH NEW CHAPTER AND FEEDBACK PEOPLE! Lol. Have a great Easter.