Part: 27
Don't own House
AN: takes place February 12th
Ever since last Friday every time Wilson or Stacy were around House they wore big grins on their faces. House didn't mind that Stacy did it but he told Wilson not to because someone might catch on that something was up. Well Cameron had caught on and cornered Wilson. He let the cat out of the bag. She'd been happy for him that House actually let him feel the baby kick.
Today was the day that House would wondering if deciding to have this child was worth it. But he didn't know that he would be wondering that.
It was after lunch when it happened. House was just coming around a corner. Fred was standing at the bottom of the stairs that House had to walk by to get to the elevator.
"House," Fred said smiling.
House didn't say anything back in reply. He just looked up at the file he was looking at. Then went back to looking at it.
Just as House was walking by Fred, Fred stuck his foot out and tripped House. Wilson who was coming down the stairs at the time only saw someone's foot. The problem was, was they were wearing Nikkis so Wilson couldn't tell if it was Chase or Fred. But the next thing he noticed was House falling forwards trying to catch himself on the railing but having no such luck.
"House!" Wilson shouted running down the stairs to House's aid.
"Just help me up," House said not liking that he let Fred get him.
"No just sit here for a minute while I get a wheelchair," Wilson said helping his friend sit on the second from bottom step.
"I'm fine," House said.
"House just sit for a minute," Wilson said looking House in the eye.
"Fine," House said putting his hand to his forehead to see that he'd cut it.
"Here," Wilson said handing House a napkin that he just happened to have in his pocket.
"Thanks," House said looking up at Wilson.
"No sweat," Wilson said.
Wilson then went in search of a wheelchair. Meanwhile back on the steps House had leaned back so his elbows were on the step above where he was sitting.
"Hey sorry about that little one. Don't worry that asshole won't get away from that," House said patting his stomach.
That's when he noticed how hard it seemed to be. That got his heart to racing and the fact that the baby hadn't kicked at all. Because House usually couldn't sit that long before she would start kicking. Thankfully Wilson was coming back with a wheelchair at that time.
"Here let me help you up," Wilson said after locking the wheels so it couldn't roll back.
"I've got it," House said heaving himself up.
"Hey you ok?" Wilson asked grabbing House's elbow after he started swaying.
"Yeah just hold on a minute," House said putting his hand over his face.
"Ok just sit if you need to," Wilson said.
"No I'm good now," House said coming down the step.
"Ok," Wilson said unlocking the wheels.
As they were going to a exam room Wilson could tell that House really wanted to put his hands on his stomach. So he stopped and then took off his jacket. He put it over House so that he could touch his stomach without people wondering why. Once they got into a exam room Wilson removed his jacket and helped House sit on the exam bed.
"Lay down," Wilson said.
"It's too late," House said letting his eyes feel with tears.
"Too late for what?" Wilson asked fearing the answer.
"To save the baby," House said letting a tear slip down his cheek.
"You don't know that," Wilson said pulling up House's shirt while pulling down his pants.
"Yes I do," House said trying to push Wilson's hands away.
"House no its not," Wilson said moving his hands over House's stomach.
"Whatever," House said having a hard time talking around the lump in his throat.
"Look see it's not too late," Wilson said pointing to the screen.
House looked to see that Wilson was right. His baby was just fine it looked like. As if she knew her daddies were watching her she decided to give a healthy kick.
"Thank you," House said looking down at his stomach.
"Stay here while I got get some things to clean that cut. Then there's some things we need to talk about," Wilson said.
"Don't worry about the cut," House said sitting up while doing up his pants.
"I'll be back," Wilson said leaving the room.
After House finally got himself into a sitting position he started rubbing his belly while looking down at it and talking to it.
"I'm sorry little one. Nothing I mean nothing will happen to you. I'll die before I let Fred get his greedy hands on you," House said.
Little did he know Wilson had walking back into the room.
"Ready for me to clean that cut?" House asked wiping the smile off his face.
"Yeah," House said removing his hand.
"Ok," Wilson said setting to work.
"Ok we need to talk," Wilson said taking a seat.
"What about?" House asked.
"You know what House," Wilson said.
"What? I just tripped and fell," House said.
"House I saw someone's foot. Who's was it?" Wilson asked.
"You're just seeing things," House said.
He did want to rat Fred out but he was afraid on the same hand that Fred would make sure next time House didn't survive.
"House don't BS with me," Wilson said looking at House sternly.
"Fine it was Fred," House said not looking at Wilson.
"Why do you want to protect him?" Wilson asked pulling House's chin up so they were looking eye to eye.
"I don't," House said.
"Are you sure? Usually you're ready to rat in two seconds," Wilson said.
"You're getting old Jimmy my boy," House said.
"House," Wilson said.
"Fine if he knows about the baby what makes you think he won't stop at nothing to make sure she's dead?" House asked putting his hand on his stomach without even knowing it.
"That's why I think you need to go on bed rest," Wilson said.
"What? Are you crazy? Hell no," House said getting off the table and dropping is hand from his stomach.
"Listen to me. If he's after the baby he'll stop at nothing. Do you want to keep putting our child in danger because you're too stubborn?" Wilson asked also getting up.
"No," House said.
"This will get you away from the hospital but you'll still be working. You can work by phone with Chase, Cameron, and Foreman," Wilson said.
"And how you going to explain it to Fred?" House asked though clinched teeth.
"Back injury from all the extra weight you've been putting on," Wilson said.
"One problem he already knows about the baby," House said.
"Yeah but he doesn't know we know," Wilson said.
"Where you going?" House asked seeing Wilson heading towards the door.
"To go tell Foreman, Chase, and Cameron," Wilson said.
"And how are you going to explain it to them without Fred knowing?" House asked.
"Go in there all pissed off at them. Tell them to go to my office. Then tell them once there," Wilson said.
"Once problem if Stacy or Cuddy see you storming out of here they'll get involved," House said.
"Well that's good then maybe Fred will buy the story more," Wilson said.
"Whatever it's your funeral," House said.
"Thanks," Wilson said walking out of the room.
Ok he didn't walk out of the room he stormed out of the room. Anyone who passed him believed that he really was pissed as could be.
"What's wrong?" Cuddy asked seeing Wilson coming down the hall.
"My office now," Wilson said shortly.
"Accuse me?" Cuddy asked.
"Just go," Wilson said.
"You will be explaining yourself," Cuddy said.
"What's wrong?" Stacy asked coming out of her office.
"My office now," Wilson said.
"Accuse me?" Stacy asked.
"Just follow me," Cuddy said.
"What's wrong with him?" Stacy asked as they were entering Wilson's office.
"I think it has to do with House," Cuddy said.
"Oh," Stacy said knowing that Wilson probably wasn't really mad or House deserved it.
Once Wilson walked into House's office he stormed into the conference room to see all four of them at the table.
"Hey Wilson," Cameron said seeing the pissed off look.
"My office now!" Wilson barked.
"Do not talk to her that way!" Chase yelled pointing his finger in front of Wilson's face.
Once he saw Wilson wink he knew that there was something that needed to be said without Fred hearing.
"I think the man wants to see us," Chase said walking out of the conference room.
"What is up with you?" Foreman asked.
"Just go!" Wilson barked.
"Fine," Foreman said.
"Go!" Wilson yelled pointing towards the door.
"Fine," Cameron said leaving also.
"You stay!" Wilson barked pointing to Fred.
"Chill man," Fred said.
"Don't you tell me to chill!" Wilson barked before storming out of the room.
He kept up the act until he was in is office because he figured that Fred was watching. He was in fact watching. He went over to House's office and put a glass to the door to see if he could hear what was being said. He couldn't because Wilson was whispering to the group.
He told all of them what had happened and that the baby was in fact ok. When Cuddy questioned him on who had done it he told her that he thought Fred had done it. Cuddy didn't buy it because she'd known the boy his whole life and he wasn't capable of hurting someone.
"Still I don't want House around him anymore," Wilson said.
"How do you know it was him?" Cuddy asked.
"I don't for all I know it could have been Chase. But Chase doesn't have a reason to hurt House," Wilson said.
"And Fred does?" Cuddy asked.
"I don't know. Does he?" Wilson asked.
"No," Cuddy said.
"Still Cuddy I don't trust him. House sure as hell doesn't. I'm not going to put my child in danger and hope Fred isn't after it," Wilson said.
"Fine do whatever you have to. But I don't want you to be blaming Fred anymore. Understood?" Cuddy asked.
"Yes," Wilson said.
"Good now I have some work to do," Cuddy said and with that she left the office.
After that Wilson went to get House while everyone else went back to what they were doing. Once Wilson had gotten House he took him back to his place. He didn't want House on his own should Fred really be after House. He'd set it up with Stacy that he'd drop House off at his place after she got home. House of course didn't like the idea of having to be baby sat.
"House its for a few hours. Get over it," Wilson said.
"Still don't like it," House said.
"You have two choices. Either I stay with you and you stop complaining. Or I call your mom and have her come stay with you. Which is it going to be?" Wilson asked.
"NO! Don't call my mom. My dad needs her way more then I do," House said.
"So that leaves me staying with you," Wilson said.
He knew that over the last two months John had gotten worse. It was starting to get that he didn't get out of bed much.
"Why not just let me stay home by myself. I am a big boy now. I think I can take care of myself daddy," House said.
"Then why don't you sit down?" Wilson asked noticing that House had yet to sit down since coming.
"Don't want to catch something," House said.
"Why don't you tell me what's really going on," Wilson said.
"I told you," House said.
"House," Wilson said sternly.
"Wilson," House said right back.
"Just tell me. See this is why I don't want you to be alone. Because should something happen to you then there would be no one to help you. So why don't you sit," Wilson suggested.
"You want to know why I don't sit?" House asked.
"Yes," Wilson said.
"Because if I sit too long then she starts kicking up a storm," House said.
"Hmm," Wilson said.
"What?" House asked raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing," Wilson said.
"I know that look there's something up," House said.
"Just wondering are you sure it's a girl?" Wilson asked.
"99.9 percent sure," House said.
"Ok," Wilson said dropping it.
"I'm gong to crash," House said.
"I'll get you up in about three hours," Wilson said.
"Ok," House said heading towards the bedroom.
"You can use my bedroom," Wilson said.
"That's where I was going to go. I wasn't going to sleep on that old couch," House said pausing in the doorway to Wilson's bedroom.
"Ok," Wilson said going into the kitchen to get a drink.
He wasn't suppose to have liquor since House couldn't but he wasn't giving it up. He needed it more now then ever.
Once Stacy called around six Wilson went and woke House up. After House got up they left and went back to his place. Since Stacy had already started supper she just had Wilson stay and join them. And because it was Friday.
Next Chapter: month six