A/N: OK let's see if this chapter looks better than the last one. Still need to rewrite 12…I need to think about where I wanna take it.

Thanks to Daisy for betaing.

A note to Daisy: As 'squee-ish' as last night's ep was..I'm saving my squeeing for Sunday…Josh and Donna in bed..FINALLY!

Chapter 11

House had been home for three hours now and sometime in the next 20 minutes his other two ducklings were going to be there to help him and Cameron move. Wilson should have been there 10 minutes ago.

Cameron had been really mopey since he got back with breakfast and hadn't said much. Every time he tried talking to her, he either got one-word answers or a headshake.

"Come baby, lets get you down for your nap," Cameron said in a baby-voice to Charlotte as the two passed House on their way to the playpen, where Charlotte would spend most of her day.

That was the most Cameron had said since House had been home and he was getting really sick if the one-worded answers.

"Alison, what happened while I was gone," House finally asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

She groaned before asking if they could talk about it later. When she received a strong 'no', she responded with, "Stacy was here while you were gone. My parents got wind of the adoption. They are fighting for visitation."

"I thought you said they didn't know," responded House, rather nonplussed.

"They didn't. I can't figure out how they found out and Stacy didn't know. Best idea I can come up with is Sarah is trying to reinstate her rights and it's taking longer than she thought. She would need some way to drag it out longer and having my parents petition for visitation rights would do that. Except that I personally don't think that they would get it. Danny hadn't spoken to them in years. I'm pretty sure he told them he and Sarah were moving to Europe so that they would at least know that he wasn't in the States. And I know they didn't know about Charlotte."

"Take a breath; you're going to make yourself sick. What do you want to do about this new 'development' as you call it?"

"I don't know. Stacy has me collecting affidavits from people. I have to track down Jason and see if he can come to back. I'll have to have Foreman, Chase and Wilson do one too. And you, of course. But really I'm just doing what Stacy told me to do."

"Let's get married, that should help your case."

"I'm sorry? What," Cameron asked once she recovered her power of speech.

"Married. Preacher, or judge in our case. Two witnesses, maybe four. In a courtroom."

"House, you know I love you. I know you love me and Charlotte, but getting married isn't going to solve the adoption issue."

"It might. I talked to Stacy and if we did it would show a stable home with a mom and a dad. Show that we provide a nice house and food for the rug-rat. Maybe even show that we, ya know, bathe her once in a while. Wipe the snot off her face. Oh, and there's always the bonus of watching you sweat your ass off mowing that lawn of ours."

"You said Wilson was going to be mowing that lawn of ours," Cameron interrupted with a smile.

"Yeah, well Julie still wants him," House rolled his eyes, "but as soon as that changes, he'll need to earn his room and board somehow."

"Yes," Cameron simply replied.

"Yes, that Wilson will be living with us? Well, of course he will be, where else would he go? To Cuddy's? I can see that now. Cuddy will come in and ask that we take him in, because he'll be driving her nuts with all his extracurricular dates," House told her, taking a few steps closer to her.

"For a doctor of your caliber you can be kind of dense sometimes," Cameron said cheekily, moving closer to him.

"Oh, you mean yes, that you want a ring," House said with a grin on his face.

"Yes, I do, since you know, we're getting married."

"Married? Are you sure you want to marry me?"

"I want little babies that have their father's gorgeous blue eyes. I want you to help raise Charlotte. I want you to scare her dates. And Jimmy can have a room in the basement. He can be our basement dweller. Every home needs a basement dweller. May I have my ring now?"

"Nope, no ring."

"What do you mean no ring," Cameron exclaimed, taking a few steps backwards.

"Rings could be dangerous. Might kill a patient. You get some nasty bacteria under there and then instead on saving people you're killing them. Lab coat. It can be cleaned," he said as he pulls a white coat from a nearby box.

"So, no engagement ring, but an engagement lab coat?" She took the cloth from House and held it.

"Yup."

"OK. Then maybe I should look in to getting you an engagement cane."

"Are you even going to look at the coat or are you just going to hold it," House quipped while walking away from her.

"House, it's just a lab coat," Cameron called after him. Upon getting no response from him, she looked at it and gave it a more thorough examination.

And saw embroidered just above the pocket was Dr. A. House

Review Please..two reviews a chappy doesn't make me wanna update any faster..and I apologize for how long it took me to update, but come on you get 2 chaps in a week..I deserve more than 2. And besides Daisy thinks that this is her favorite chapter yet.