House limped forward, his mind reeling. For the past six months his daughter had been in mental withdrawal and he hadn't even noticed. House flew into the elevator jamming his finger on the button of the floor he wanted to go to.

Chrissy had been breaking down right in front of him.

House limped out of the elevator and down the hall jerking a hospital room door open. He limped in slamming the door shut and walked over to the bed.

"Allison, you need to wake up." House stared at her now healed creamy flesh only paled from lack of sunlight. No answer. Well, duh. What did he expect? For her to shoot up into his arms? He wasn't that much of a romantic, but still, it would've been nice, wouldn't it?

House began to pace (limp-pace?) back and forth next to the bed. This was some deep shit, not that it wasn't deep shit before. He'd told Cameron that he would end up screwing up their kid. He'd told her, but she and Wilson said everything would be fine and he'd make a wonderful dad. House didn't realize it, but he had started talking out loud.

"Told you didn't I!" House bit out fiercely. "Told you I would fuck this up. You told me I wouldn't, but I knew I would. I believed you and I only fucked up only once but look where it got me. You're in a coma and our daughter is probably mentally unstable. Tried your way, didn't work. I've let you get better on your own, it's been six months. Don't know if you can tell, but I don't think it's quite working. So you better speed up the process girly. Cause our kid is going down with just me as a parent that doesn't know what the fuck he's doing."

House ended his rant by launching his cane at wall across from the bed. All of a sudden he was tired, like the endorphins that had piled in his system blew away with the wind never to be seen again. Weary, House collapsed into the chair next to Cameron's bed and rubbed his thigh popping a vicodin.

"So now would be a good time to come back." House was answered with the same slow heartbeat his wife had carried for the past six-months.

Slowly House got up from the chair wincing. Pacing back and forth probably wasn't the best thing to do with a bum leg. He limped across the room toward his cane and painfully bent down retrieving it.

House straightened himself and sighed. Limping back to Cameron once more, he bent down and kissed her forehead.

"I love you, come back soon." House headed for the door and jumped in surprise when the door opened before he got there. "Wilson? Chrissy? What the hell are you doing here?" House asked stiffly.

"It's six o'clock. You've been gone for two hours. And in those two hours it so happens the day-care closed. Hence the name, day-care, not day-and-night-care." Chrissy started to squirm and Wilson put her down on the floor.

"Yeah, but you couldn't page me or something? Why would you bring Chrissy here?"

"Now you want me to apologize for picking up your kid when you didn't answer your pager and for Cam's room being down the hall from the day-care?"

"Well, whatever! You could have waited in my office if you knew I was here."

Without the knowing eyes of adults, Chrissy began to wander the room. Everything was so big and high, the bed and the pretty machines. She needed to get higher. Daddy and Wilson weren't paying attention, so she couldn't get picked up. She needed another way. Chrissy's bright blue eyes scanned the room and stopped at a chair. Perfect. She waddled over climbing the chair with little difficulty. Chrissy giggled with delight at her success standing up on the chair peering over the floor she was just on. Turning toward the bed…

!

House and Wilson jerked their heads toward Chrissy who had somehow gotten on a chair and was standing looking at Cameron.

"What the hell? She can't even look at her now?" House rushed over lifting a crying Chrissy into his arms. "Wilson! What am I gonna do!" House didn't get an answer. "Wilson?" House turned toward Wilson and saw him with wide eyes and his mouth open.

"House look." Wilson whispered in awe pointing. House followed Wilson's line of vision and nearly dropped Chrissy.

Cameron's heartbeat was increasing.

You guys know the drill:)