Smashed two chapters together for you guys! Hopefully you still remember this lil fic!

Wilson sighed and walked across the room to pick up Chrissy. Chrissy looked at Wilson with a questioning gaze, she had been quite content coloring. Wilson gave her a small smile and then pointed toward the door.

"Daddy!" Chrissy squealed as House walked through the door. He nodded toward Cuddy and Wilson and held his arms out for Chrissy to slide into. House gave her a hug letting Chrissy get tickled by his stubble. He limped slowly over to the couch, sat down, and put Chrissy on his good leg.

"Hey baby." House said softly.

"Hi Daddy!" Chrissy replied with enthusiasm.

"Do… do you remember…mommy?"

"Mommy?"

"Yeah, mommy."

"We on't ave a mommy." House sighed deeply trying to calm himself.

"Yes we do." House said as he watched a mirror of his own questioning glance appear. "A long time ago, you, me, and mommy were hanging out with Uncle Jimmy-"

"Unk Immy?"

"Yeah, Uncle Jimmy. We got so hungry, that mommy took you to the store to buy ice cream. You didn't come home that night." House breathed in again trying to see if Chrissy had any recollection.

"Mommy? Ice ream?" Chrissy looked up House her face still twisted in confusion.

"You remember Mommy?"

"No mommy and no ice ream." House sighed heavily once more and wrapped his arms around Chrissy. "Ice ream ake and big sary man!" House's eyes widened and he pulled Chrissy from his body looking her in the eye.

"Ice cream cake?"

"And artons!" Chrissy squeaked.

"And mommy! Right baby!"

"Mommy?" House reached into his back pocket pulling out a wallet sized photo of Chrissy, Cameron, and himself at a park. He showed it to Chrissy and saw her start to breathe heavily ready to cry. House quickly pulled her close to himself rubbing her back, kissing her forehead, and lightly shushing her.

"Shhh…why are you scared? Daddy's here, and mommy won't hurt you. Mommy would never hurt you." Chrissy sniffed burying her head in House's chest. Wilson and Cuddy looked at each other then back at House and Chrissy.

House kept the picture in his hand and continued to rub her back. This was unrealistic, too unrealistic. She remembered but was scared? What the hell was he supposed to do?

House sat outside Cameron's room a sleeping Chrissy on his shoulder. He still didn't know what to do. He had been sitting there for twenty minutes afraid to go into his wife's room. House leaned back, closed his eyes, and wrapped his arms a bit tighter around Chrissy. When was the last time he had truly enjoyed himself?

"Greg! You idiot!" Laura yelled running away from a water gun.

"You fell for it!" Jazz screamed out collapsing in a fit of laughter onto the picnic blanket. Curry decided this was an opportune moment to chuck a water balloon at Jazz then laughed as Jazz began chasing her. Greg smiled and turned to Allison who had a five-month Chrissy in her arms.

"Remind me again why we're hanging out with these people?" Greg said laughing.

"Because Greg, they're my best friends."

"Why do they all have weird names?"

"They don't! They're just nicknames."

"Who's who again?"

"Laura's the one you sprayed the water gun with, her little sister is Jazz who is currently chasing her other little sister Curry, Mum is over there, she's the little sister of TV who is the one with the iPod, Mags is on the swing with sister Kat and their brother Pingus is the one with the mandolin. You got that?"

"Wait, Pingus? Mum?"

"Yes? And?"

"What the hell! I thought Mum was the youngest, why the hell would you call her mum? And how in god's name did you get Pingus? What man would let you call them Pingus?"

"Well, Mum's the most mature of us-"

"She's ten years younger than you." Cameron shrugged and House rolled his eyes. "Pingus?"

"I honestly don't remember how that came about. It came one day and just stuck I guess."

"Well, I must say, Jazz and Laura are probably the two hottest friends you have. Closely followed by TV and Kat."

"What about Mum and Mags?"

"The fact that they're even younger than you doesn't make me to comfortable saying they're hot, not that they aren't, but seriously. Plus, I have you to taste." Greg finished nibbling on her neck. "Think your friends are up to six ways?" Cameron laughed pushing him away. "What? Your friends should definitely wear tank tops more often."

"EWWWW! Get a room you two!" Mags yelled from the swings. Greg smiled wickedly taking Chrissy and putting her in a baby chair then rolling on top of Cameron. "OH MY GOD! PIIIIIINNNNNGGGGUUUUSSSSS! KAAAAAAAATTTTTTT!" Mum rolled her eyes and walked over to Greg and Allison. Picking up a magazine she thwacked House over the head and gave him a stare.

"No one wants to see your perverted side today House, especially since you have your daughter with you. Did you know that the first 8 months in a baby's development are crucial? I expected much more of you." Mum huffed and stalked away toward Pingus.

"Well I can definitely see where 'Mum' comes from." Greg whispered into Ally's ear.

"Told ya so."

Greg jerked awake and grabbed his head, somebody had hit him with something.

"What the hell!" Greg yelled turning toward his left and his head went back in surprise. "Laura? Jazz? Curry? What the hell are you doing here?"

"We though we'd pay you two a visit since it's been two months." Laura said sitting next to Greg.

"Why'd you hit me?"

"She didn't, I did." Jazz said bouncing Chrissy up and down in her arms.

"Because we found Chrissy running down the hall to us with you asleep."

"I knew she was running to you."

"Sure Greg, sure. Just like you know she had somehow arrived two floors up in Jimmy's room hiding in his closet?"

"SHE WHAT?"

"Heehee, Azzzz!" Chrissy smiled and said making herself known. Jazz smiled and ruffled her hair. House smiled slightly then stared at the floor.

"So, Jimmy got you up to date?" House asked. Curry nodded and smiled as Jimmy came down the hall. Jimmy reached them nodded at Laura, Jazz, and House then brought Curry into his arms pecking her lightly on the lips. House's jaw hit the floor. "Did you SEE that?" House screeched. "What the hell was that!" Curry buried her face in Wilson's shoulder while Jazz and Laura rolled their eyes at him.

"Who cares about them for now, what about Cammy and Chrissy?" Laura said sitting next to House. House sighed and stared at his shoes.

"I don't know. I really don't know." House said sighing. "I-" began House when we felt his beeper go off. Foreman and Chase rushed past House into Cameron's room.

"SHE'S SEIZING! GIVE HER SOME EPI!" Foreman yelled as House rushed into the room. Before he stepped inside he heard Jazz scream.

"HOUSE! CHRISSY!" House swung around and saw his daughter shaking violently in Jazz's arms.

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