Title: What the Hell?

Summary: House puts his foot into his mouth this time.

Author: Mikesh

Part: 15
Warning: Mpreg for later chapters so if you don't like then please don't read.

Disclaimer: Don't own House but I wish I did.

The next morning when House woke up his leg was killing him along with his stomach. But thankfully the heart monitor hadn't vibrated so the baby was still alive for now.

"Wilson!" House shouted.

After waiting five minutes he did it again.

"Wilson!" House shouted.

Finally after the fifth time Wilson came into House's room and handed him the cup that House was now using to pee in. He found this was much faster to do then to wait for Wilson to come take him to the bathroom.

The one thing House didn't know was Wilson did know he was wearing the heart monitor. He'd felt it through House's shirt the night before while putting House in bed.

After House was finally ready to go they left for work. Of course they were five minutes late by time they got there.

"House couldn't make up his mind on what to wear?" Stacy asked Wilson even though House was right there.

"No he couldn't," Wilson said.

"Sitting right here," House said.

"Yes unfortinially," Wilson said.

"Love you too dear. Have a nice day," House shouted as he zoomed off to his office.

House's day was going pretty well until around two O'clock when all hell broke loose in his books. He was just coming back from relieving himself when he felt the heart monitor vibrate. As quick as House could he went to the men's locker room. Once he was there he pulled up his shirt and moved the heart monitor to see if maybe the baby had just moved. After five minutes House gave up. He knew he'd lost the child by then. So he knew that there was no reason to go do a ultrasound. He noticed that his stomach didn't hurt so that was another sign that the baby was dead. House just went back to his office and scribbled a note to Wilson and then took a bottle of Jack Daniels to his office.

When House saw that Wilson wasn't in his office he set the liquor on his desk. And House being House decided to snoop in Wilson's desk. That's where he found his vicodin. He pocked that and went back to his office.

After work House just stayed in his office drinking and popping pills. He of course didn't let Wilson see him doing that. He made sure he didn't show signs of drinking when Wilson came over to his office.

"What the hell are you doing?" Wilson asked pissed.

He knew that House had taken the vicodin out of his desk because it wasn't there but the note that House had left was.

House had put: hey we're both free men now! Drink up!

"I'm sitting here waiting on your ass," House said throwing his ball into the air.

"Why the hell did you take the vicodin? Do you realize how bad that is for you? And how the hell do you even know you lost the baby?" Wilson yelled. By this time he'd came into House's office.

"I know because I felt it. I saw the proof. Besides we're free men now let's enjoy," House said. Underneath he was ready to cry. He may not have wanted the baby to begin with but he had started to want it. Guess that wasn't going to happen now.

"What you saw the blood which would be the tissue coming out?" Wilson asked.

"No I didn't see that but I know it's gone. Just take me home," House said.

"Fine," Wilson said seeing that House really didn't want to talk about it anymore.

After Wilson got House home House went into his bedroom and didn't come out the rest of the night. Wilson just sat in the living room and got stone cold drunk.

NEXT CHAPTER: How do the others take it?