A/N: Well, first of all let me say that I am so sorry for letting you guys wait so long for the next chapter. I've been running into the wall that we call writer's block. Also I did have an idea for a NCIS fanfic that I just had to write. But I don't want you to worry; I will finish this, in my head I already know how Making the 832nd Try Work is going to end. Now I just have to figure out how to get there, haha.

Oh, and I would also like to thank everybody who is sticking with this story and thank you for the reviews, alerts or favorite lists. THANK YOU!

Anyway that's probably enough babbling from me, here's the next chapter…

3 hours later the alarm on his cell woke him up. Cuddy was right some sleep really helped and if he hurried he could catch Wilson at the cafeteria and get a free dinner for himself and Jack.

House had scored a ruben, some fried, a coke and some cookies.

When he stepped into Jack's room Cuddy was on the phone while Jack was coloring, but when he saw House and smelled the food he stopped what he was doing.

"Hope you like Ruben's, if not I have some fries. For desert there are some cookies."

Jack hadn't said much to him, in fact the only words he had spoken to House was yesterday night when House had asked about his Harry Potter book. So Jack just nodded, but House could see he didn't quite know what Ruben's were.

House watched with interest as Jack tasted the Ruben. When the boy took a second bite House smirked and concentrated on his own food and caught the last bit of Cuddy's conversation.

"-thank you very much and I will talk to him. I'll get back to you."

"Was that about me?"

"Yes, but let's talk about that later." She stole a fry from House's half. Jack smiled when he looked at House's outraged face.

"So how far did you read in the book?"

When Jack didn't answer Cuddy took over "The boys just arrived at Hogwarts after landing the car in a tree, the chapter ended with them being caught by Professor Snape."

"I bet that was funny." Cuddy and House both smiled when Jack nodded. And for the first time there was a little spark in his eyes. It seemed the only thing that really interested him was Harry Potter.

After their dinner House read to Jack again and it didn't take long before the boy fell asleep.

"So who was that on the phone?" House asked as they walked to Cuddy's car. He needed to go home so he could get some clean clothes, the extra bag he kept in his office was empty. And it had been awhile since he had seen Rachel and as strange as it sounded coming from him, he missed her. Maybe getting close with Jack had something to do with it as well.

"Let's get in the car first, I don't want the whole hospital to know." She snatched her car keys out of his hands, it always annoyed the hell out of her when he drove her car. He always fiddled with the mirrors, the radio volume and the seat. Also right now she was afraid of his reaction about the phone call.

As soon as they were in the car House stared at her, waiting for her to talk. "They can't hear you through the car, you know." He mumbled while still staring at her.

"You are worse than Rachel, do you know that?" She said while lowering the volume on the radio. "I was talking to Mark Edwards, he was the one who handled the case when I adopted Rachel." It didn't take long for House to figure out where she was going with this. "I've seen the special bond you're forming with Jack and I think that you've had the same idea. And you know as well as I do for a kid with his history and age that it will be difficult for him to find a family. He will probably end up back in the clinic again."

They were both silent for the rest of the way home.

Cuddy was thinking about how much their life would change.

House on the other hand was, well he didn't really know what he felt. He knew of course that Cuddy was right, Jack would end up in another hospital or worse. And House really wanted to help him and maybe give Jack the life never imagined he could have.

Also by taking the boy in, House could show his father how a son should be raised.

When they got home Cuddy knew it was better to just leave him to think about it alone. If she pushed him it wouldn't end good.

After a shower and filling his duffle-bag with some clean clothes, he went inside Rachel's room.

His favorite companion was already asleep, she was lying on her stomach, the pillow had somehow ended up on the floor and she had moved so much, that the covers had wrapped themselves around her feet.

They had gotten her a big-girl-bed a month ago and it had turned out to be a very dramatic experience for them. Now, Rachel was very happy about her new bed. The first night she even asked if she could eat in her new bed. Cuddy on the other hand was in tears the rest of the day, she was so sad over the fact that her baby was growing up. She even made him look through baby pictures. And it got even worse when House had mentioned that Rachel would be in Pre-School next year.

Thinking about this memory was when it really hit him. Rachel was always gonna remember him as some kind of father figure and someone who was always there for her. And it made him smile.

He picked up the pillow and lifted Rachel's head, luckily for him she had always been a heavy sleeper, so she didn't wake up when he untwisted the sheets and covered her up. House kissed her forehead and left the room.

Cuddy sat waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs, she had some piece of paper in her hands.

As he walked down the steps he could feel his leg staring to hurt. It wasn't the usual cramp through, no this was some sort of itch and it was something he hadn't felt in a long time. His leg was itching to exercise, it had been two days since his last PT session.

"You have to sign this." She waved the paper in front of him as he reached the ground-floor.

"What is it?"

"It's your new contract, it needs to signed today."

"Ah, yes my new gig. I've noticed how the med-students have been looking at me. There was even some pointing the other day." He signed the contract.

"They were probably looking and pointing at Chase. And I hope you enjoy your last 13 days in the clinic."

"Yeah right, I'll probably end up with all of the crotch-rockets." He mumbled under his breath. "How soon before you have to let Mark Whatever know?" They were done joking around, but he hoped Cuddy knew that he couldn't decide right away.

"I have to let Mark Edwards know in two days."

He nodded and with a final hot kiss on her lips he left for the hospital.