Ace sat in the conference room. It was Friday; they were to leave for Australia that night. They just had to wait to get out of work. Platy's Plan ended the day before, so there was no one to talk to. Katie and Kristen were both coming, but they were meeting here late so they had the whole day to pack. Jackie and Justin were doing the same. She got up to go look for her old neighbor, Sue, her room. She went to find Wilson, since he knew which patient was in which room.

"Wilson," she called as she walked in to the office.

"Hey Ace," he said. He looked tired.

"Is Sue still in the hospital?"

"No, she left yesterday."

"Oh. I'm so bored," she wined.

"Go hang with the ducklings."

"There all cranky and at each others necks right now. New case…"

"Oh," he said. "Hey, have you noticed Cuddy has been acting weird lately. And now she's going on vacation. That doesn't seem very Cuddy."

"Do you know where she's going?"

"I think she said California. Weird right?"

"Extremely," Ace said. 'Uh oh, I might wanna get out of here.'

"You are still good at reading people, right?"

"I think I see where this is going," Ace muttered.

"Find out what's wrong with Cuddy," he said as if he came to some brilliant conclusion.

"She's getting some, duh."

"WHAT? From who," he asked completely surprised.

"Would I know? You have a better chance asking House."

"I guess… Oh man, I gotta go tell him this."

"You see Wilson, this is why no one tells you anything. You run off and tell everyone you see."

"I… Oh…"

"Well, go. House would want here EVERYTHING you know."

And he ran off. Ace rolled her eyes at his naiveté.

Cafeteria

"House," Wilson called.

House looked up his friend. "What," he asked annoyed.

"Guess what I just found out," he said excitedly.

"Geez Wilson, your worse than a teenage girl with all your gossiping."

"Cuddy is sleeping with someone. No clue who. I'll bet you it's some one in the hospital."

"Really," said House with sarcasm dripping from his voice, "I had no clue."

"You knew, you knew and you didn't tell me? Do you know who it is?"

"Of course I knew, I didn't tell you because you would tell every nurse in the God damned building. Yes, I know who it is."

"Who is it? How do you know?"

"Separate or together," ask the lady at the register.

"Together," House said, and walked away. Wilson paid and followed him.

"So who is it," he asked.

"Are we still talking about Cuddy?"

"Does it look like it," he asked.

"Are we playing that game where we answer each others questions with another question?"

"No, House," he grumbled.

"Ha ha, I win!"

"House, who is she sleeping with?"

"Me dumb ass."

"What?" He expected House to say I don't really know or something…

"Me."

"You're kidding."

"No, and don't tell a god damn soul. We can in trouble, quite obviously."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I just did."

"Does anyone know?"

"The duckling, Ace, her little friends, Cameron's niece and nephew…"

"Everyone except me," Wilson said pissed.

"No, just people I trust."

"You don't trust me?"

"No, gossip Queen."

"I'm not that bad."

"Yes you are. You understand this can't happen, right?"

"I… Yea…"

"You understand you can't tell anyone."

"Yes, House—"

"No nurse you're flirting with," he said.

"Yep, House, I get it…"

"No, Wilson, I'm not sure you do."

"House, I—"

"You have the biggest mouth ever. You're lucky I tell you anything." Wilson looked at dumbfounded. Actually, he was just getting over the schock.

"House," Ace's voice rang.

"Yea," he said looking at her.

"I need lunch money."

"Always asking for something, aren't they," House asked pulling out his wallet.

"Thank you," she said.

"Gonna ruin my reputation, that one," he said.

"So is sleeping with Cuddy, but—"

"No, Wilson, you see, its comments like that that will get me in trouble."

"You always sexually harass the poor woman…"

"Only in front of you and the ducklings."

"And the rest of the hospital..."

Cafeteria, following Ace

Ace picked up a sandwich.

"Ace, have you scene House," a voice called. Ace froze. She turned around to see a familiar face, only this time, she was pregnant.

"Stacy?"

"Ace, have you seen House any where?"

"Wh… What are you doing here," she asked.

"I… Wanted to talk to House. I'm having his daughter, you see, and I think it would be best for our daughter if we give it one more try."

"No, it wouldn't."

"I don't you think you know much about us, Ace, we were once—"

"Get away from here, please," she said trying to be polite.

"You don't understand—"

"I understand fine. He is seeing someone. Now leave."

"Who do you think you are? You have no clue who House is—"

"Being his daughter, I would know."

"You're his—"

"Please leave, this week is supposed to be great. Don't ruin it for me."

"How would I ruin it? Don't you want your father to be happy," Stacy asked with venom in her voice.

"Yes, that's why I don't want to see him with you. You cheated on your last husband, what makes me think you won't do it to House," Ace asked with equal venom.

"I love House."

"Then you wouldn't have married Mark, he's over you Stacy."

"Where is he?"

"Over there," she pointed.

"Separate or together," the lunch lady asked when Ace and Stacy walked up.

"Together," Ace said. She left and walked over to House.

"How…House, Stacy's here," Ace said.

"What," he asked.

"Stacy, she's coming…"

"When," he asked. This was a bit sudden.

"Greg," called Stacy's voice.

"Damn it," he muttered.

"I'm… I'll go find Cuddy," Ace whispered.

"Thanks Julia," he whispered back.

She left. She walked towards Cuddy's office. Then she turned to watch Stacy and House. Wilson was there, hopefully refereeing. House was just staring down, and Stacy was almost in tears. She turned back to go look for Cuddy.

She didn't want House and Stacy back together. House was certainly in love with Cuddy. Cuddy loved him to. Hell, just being together, they changed. Not changed personality, just…

She herself adored Cuddy. Stacy made her gag though. She certainly was vile. She almost left a foul taste in your mouth.

"Cuddy," she whispered walking into the office. Cuddy was sitting at her desk, doing paper work.

"Yea?"

"Umm… someone's here…"

"To see me?"

"Err… House…"

"What?"

"Stacy's here." Cuddy fell silent for just a moment.

"Oh." She looked worried.

"He wants you down there, in the cafeteria."

"Why," she asked quietly.

"Just go, act like your having lunch." She nodded and left.

That is exactly what she did. She paid for a salad and sat down at House's table.

"God, what a day," she whispered to House as she sat down.

"And it just keeps getting better," he whispered back.

"Hi Stacy, how are you," she asked.

"I'm okay." She smiled a false smile. Very false.

"Greg, I really think its best for our child."

"Maybe you should find a name," Wilson suggested. "I'm getting sick of you calling her 'our child'."

"I have a few picked out," Stacy said quietly.

"Well, let's here them," Cuddy tried cheerily.

"Naomi."

"No," House said.

"Isabelle," she attempted.

"No," said Cuddy.

"Elizabeth."

"God no," House said. "Last Elizabeth I met… She was crazy…"

"Brittany?"

"I like it," House said.

"Me too," said Cuddy. Wilson just nodded his head.

"Or Sarah," Stacy said. House just shook his head. Ace came back and sat down at the table.

"Or Katherine," Stacy submitted.

"Are we choosing baby names," Ace asked sitting down.

"Yea," said House. "You got any ideas?"

"How about Kaitlyn," she replied merrily. "With a 'K' and a 'Y'. I love the way it looks, and it has a good feel to it."

"I like the name," House said.

"Me too," said Stacy. Ace just smiled. She was good at picking out baby names both parents would like.

"But, Greg, more importantly, I think for the Kaitlyn's sake, we should get back together." House squeezed Cuddy's hand, which was resting on his knee.

"I don't think so," he seemed nervous. Ace wasn't sure if Stacy noticed or not. Hell, even Wilson seemed to miss it.

"It's not fair to the baby."

"I don't think it's fair for us to be together. We fight a lot. I don't think that would a healthy environment for the bab... Kaitlyn."

"I think if we give it one more try—"

"Stacy, I'm seeing someone else. We messed up the first time for a reason. I moved on. You and I should still see each other, but not date."

"You don't have any feelings for me?"

"Stacy, can you not take no for an answer," Ace well… she snarled. She looked at Ace then at House, then at Ace again.

"You're a nasty piece of work, you little son of a—"

"Don't you dare yell at her," House said raising his voice.

"She's just a kid, she doesn't understand—"

"Get out," House almost yelled.

"I don't have to listen to you, Greg. You aren't my boss. I don't know who the hell—"

"You don't come in here insulting my daughter, Stacy. You are asking me to go out with you? My answer is no. Stacy, I'm done with our screwed relationship. I don't know why you are pushing this, it won't work."

"Stacy, please give it up." She looked at Wilson.

"Fine and I guess you don't want custody of her."

"I'll gladly take her," said House.

"No, I don't trust you with a kid. You have no experience," Stacy said.

"Am I funking invisible?" Ace glared at Stacy. "Last time I checked, one kid is more zero. Maybe I forgot how to count."

"Watch your language in front of me," House said.

"I still want custody."

"This isn't fair, House vs. a lawyer?"

"Thanks for the confidence, Julia."

"You can see her every other month," Stacy said.

"How about every other weekend?"

"Ace, why don't you—"

"No," she said firmly to Wilson.

"House is a bad enough influence, as your mother—"

"Don't insult my mother," Ace growled standing up.

"Ace, sit," Cuddy said.

"I want to see her every other weekend," House said.

"And for Holidays, I'll get her on Christmas—"

"No, that's not fair. You're Catholic. That means Easter is your most important holiday. You can take her for that, and we'll have her for Christmas," Ace stated.

"Christmas is—"

"Nope, common mistake. Easter is when you were all saved or something. I went to CCD since I was ten and was in a Catholic School before that. I know what I'm talking about."

"Stacy, what are you doing here," Cameron's voice came. Everyone just sort of looked at her.

"Umm… Ace, Justin was looking for you. House, Mrs. Hampson mouth is bleeding. The guys searched her house and they didn't find anything. We gave her a blood test and her…" She looked at House, Cuddy, and Stacy. "Yea, I'll tell you later. Come on Ace." Ace looked at her dad.

"Go," he said. She got up and followed Cameron.

"What was that about," she asked when they were out of ear shot.

"Stacy came back to ask House out."

"What," Cameron asked in disbelief.

"Yea, believe it. Persistent little son of a bitch she is to. Then she has the nerve to tell House he can only see the kid every other month."

"No?"

"Yea, I fixed that. She was all you don't have a kid. I was like what am I? A flippin' neighbor?" Cameron didn't say anything. "Where's Justin," she asked finally.

"In the conference room."

"Okay."

"I've got to go the lab to run some tests. I'll meet you in a little bit."

"Okay."

Cameron turned the other way. Ace continued walking towards the conference room. When she got there, she whipped opened the door.

"Hey baby," Justin said. She kissed him, and they sat on the couch. "I'm gonna kill Stacy, who wants to help?"

"You have to stop threatening people," Wolf said. She was the only other one in the room, besides Jackie.

"She came back! She came back and tried to get House to go back out with her! Now she doesn't want him to see the kid that often."

"Did they pick a name yet," Jackie asked.

"Kaitlyn."

"Aww… That's pretty."

"Yea. But House, for once, won't like stand-up for himself! He was just sitting there and taking it."

"That doesn't sound like House."

"I'll go help him," Wolf grumbled.

"Okay Wolf, thanks." She left. Ace leaned back on the couch. Justin wrapped his arm around her and kissed her on the top of her head.

"Come on. What's the worse thing that could happen? You will probably get custody of her."

"You think," she asked sarcastically. "Let's see, here's the decision, the drug addict or the lawyer?"

"The Doctor or a lawyer," he said back.

"Two of the best jobs in today's society."

"Yea, but doctors are nicer."

"We are talking about House."

"When she due," he asked stroking her arm lightly.

"Halloween..."

"And the 15 year difference doesn't bother either of you," Jackie asked.

"Not really… Oh god, I need this vacation." She rested her head on Justin's shoulder. Then Chase and Foreman came in fighting… Again…

"Shut up you two! What the hell are you fighting about?"

"Chase thinks the guy just needs his tonsils removed," Foreman grumbled.

"Five bucks says Foreman thinks it's neurological problem."

"It is…" House walked in. Well, he more stomped.

"House, what happened? How did it go? Is she giving you custody?"

"Ace, shut up," Chase said.

"Don't tell me to shut up."

"You are being completely obnoxious."

"Stop fighting. She's half your age," House growled.

"Stupid kangaroo," Ace muttered. "House, what happened?"

"Don't worry about it." Ace looked at him.

"Where's Wolf?"

"She is discussing something with her. Thanks for sending her by the way. We we're all ready to kill each other."

"Did she catch on about you and Cuddy?"

"I think so, but she was trying to ignore it," came Wolf's voice form the door.

Ace picked up a notebook on the ground. She flicked through it quickly before Justin grabbed it.

"Julia, don't look at them."

"Whoa, Justin," she said grabbing the book back. She opened to a page with him, her, Jackie, Cuddy, House, and the ducklings, all drawn by Justin.

"Justin, that's beautiful," Jackie said.

"How the hell do you draw like that?" He smiled sheepishly at Ace.

"I… I don't know, I took a few classes, and just practiced."

"Wait, is Stacy here," Foreman asked.

"Yea," House said.

"What does she want," Chase asked.

"I'll explain it later," House grumbled.

"Umm… Dr. House, you sure," Jackie asked. House was staring at the white board.

"That's it," he whispered. He got up and walked out.

"And he solves yet another case… Hey House, what's it," Ace yelled following him.

"We screwed up, go get Chase and Wolf, the patient is going into cardiac arrest…now," he said his pager going off. Everyone ran to the patient's room.

House stood in the doorway.

"I think I see where this is going."

"What does she have then?"

"Ask House." House rolled his eyes and began to explain.