Amazing Grace- A House/NCIS story

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything House related except DVDs. Ryan is mine, though.

AN. ha ha... sorry to keep you all in suspense, but it encouraged you to review, didn't it? I love that so many people are enjoying this, i'm so proud of this story. I've decided to be nice and put up THE LAST FIVE CHAPTERS at once, and that's the end of it. I'm nearly finished another House/NCIS story that consists of Tony and Cameron getting together, which i still don't have a title for... then i have summaries for three more House/Cameron stories I'll write. I'm on holidays from uni now, so i'll have plenty of time to write. I've been writing the next House/NCIS story for over six months and still have no title. What i'll do, at the end of the last chapter, i'll put a brief summary, so if you want it spoiled you can read it, and please suggest titles! Love you all.

Chapter twenty one:

Cameron turned around slowly, clenching the pregnancy test in her hand, and tears running down her cheeks. Then she smiled softly, and held it up for her boyfriend to see.

"It's positive," she choked out.

House let out a huge sigh he didn't realise he'd been holding, and smiled. He dropped his cane onto the bed, and pulled Cameron into them, kissing her happily and wrapping her in a tight embrace.

"We're having a baby!" she laughed in disbelief as they separated.

House grinned at her, then winced. "Oh god, your brothers and dad are going to kill me aren't they?"

"Yes," she agreed.

They couldn't go downstairs until Cameron had washed her face, so that you couldn't tell she was crying, then they self-consciously entered the living room where everyone was waiting.

"Well?" Jacqui demanded.

Cameron glanced up at House, then smiled, blushing. "It's positive."

Abby squealed happily and jumped up to hug her, her mother, sisters and Ziva and Cuddy quickly following.

"Wow, you must be a bit far along," Cuddy said to Cameron.

"Yeah, if you've been off coffee for two months," Sophie agreed.

"So, that would make you about eight, nine weeks?" Nina guessed.

"Which would mean," Ziva continued. "That you got pregnant..."

"Just after you came to visit us!" Gibbs finished quietly, and Cameron and House exchanged a knowing look.

"This is so exciting!" Abby squealed, bouncing up and down.

Ryan hugged Cameron extra hard, and she knew he was thinking that in a different time, this could have been their child. She also knew he was happy for her, and with how his life turned out. Cameron told her nieces and nephews the news when they finally came inside at dusk, and they bombarded her with hugs and questions.

"I'll make an appointment with my OB/GYN when we get home," Cameron said quietly to Sophie as they set the table.

Sophie gave her little sister a strange look. "Why? Just go see Mom's doctor?"

"You just want to see," Cameron accused her sister lightly.

"Of course."

Cameron agreed, and Nina said she would call her doctor the next day. "It makes sense," Cameron told House that night.

"That way, we save a fortune by making calls all around the country and to Ireland once we go home."

"And you can unclench," House added.

"I'm not!" she replied indignantly.

"Yes, you are. Relax, everything will be fine. Just enjoy being pregnant."

Cameron made a face. "It was easier when we didn't know."

It was as though the baby, knowing that it's parents knew of it's existence, was ready to be announced, and Cameron's morning sickness had finally kicked in, which she was not enjoying. Having a doctor's appointment the next morning, excused Cameron and House from having to prepare for the party, which they weren't exactly disappointed about. They borrowed Sophie's car, and drove into town and entering the doctor's office.

Dr. Amanda Franklin was at least in her late sixties, but was a wonderful doctor and had delivered all of the Cameron children.

"Allison! How nice to see you, honey! I was so surprised when your mom called for an appointment, but since John and I can't make it to your party tonight, at least I can say I saw you," the doctor greeted her cheerfully, as she entered her office where Cameron was sitting on the chair in a gown.

"Hi, Dr. Franklin. This is my boyfriend, Dr. Greg House. Greg, this is Dr. Franklin. She delivered me," Cameron introduced them.

"Really?" House said in interest, shaking her hand.

"Oh yes. I suppose that makes it nearly thirty years ago now. My how time flies! And Allison was the tiniest, prettiest baby I have ever delivered."

"I can imagine," House said, and Cameron blushed.

"Okay, then. So, what can I do for you?"

Cameron smiled at the woman. "Well, I took a home pregnancy test yesterday and it was positive. So here we are."

Dr. Franklin beamed. "Oh, how wonderful! Your mother must be thrilled!"

"Mom's pretty excited," Cameron laughed.

"So, are we double checking, or confirming?"

"Confirming," the couple replied together.

"I haven't had any coffee in two months, and the only thing I can stomach since yesterday is dry toast," Cameron explained, lying back on the table and putting her feet on the stirrups.

"That sounds about right, hon. Ok, we'll just have a look. It'll be a little cold."

Cameron winced and stared at the ceiling, but propped herself up onto her elbows when Dr. Franklin announced.

"Ok, here we go! There's your uterus.... and that's the amniotic sac... and that, my dear, is your baby."

Cameron, as a doctor, had seen many ultrasounds. She could tell how far developed a baby was, or it's sex if the picture was clear enough, but seeing this little shape on the screen, knowing it was inside her and was a part of her and House, was enough to make Cameron cry.

House had also seen many ultrasounds, perhaps double Cameron's experience. As he stared at the screen, knowing the tiny shape bore his genes, he had a sudden flashback of a complicated surgery to save an unborn baby, and a tiny hand, not even having fingernails yet, reaching out to firmly grasp his finger. Remembering this, he reached out and grabbed Cameron's hand, and she squeezed it hard.

"As far as I can tell, you're about nine weeks pregnant, Allison. Which means you can expect to see your baby about August sixteenth. I'll just print you a picture, and let you have a moment," Dr. Franklin said quietly, standing up and leaving the room.

"Wow, that's our baby!" Cameron breathed in awe, still staring at the screen.

Always uncomfortable with tender moments, House leaned forward and squinted at the screen.

"It looks like a peanut."

She glared at him fiercely. "Greg!"

He smiled softly. "Sorry. Does it fix it if I say it's a cute peanut?"

She simply turned back away to look at the screen again, and House felt a moment of guilt. He turned her chin towards him and kissed her softly.

"I love you."

She beamed. "I love you too."

"What do you want? A boy or a girl?" he asked her, slowly warming up to the idea.

Cameron shook her head. "I don't care. As long as it's healthy. You?"

"Girl," he replied immediately without thinking. Cameron looked surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah. As long as she looks like you… on second thoughts, maybe it'd be easier if she doesn't look like you. You know, with the not-dating-till-she's-thirty-thing."

Cameron laughed and kissed him again. They returned to the ranch with their baby's first sonogram, and everyone gushed over it, and hugged Cameron repeatedly. Then Cameron gushed over the decorations that her siblings and Tony had put up outside during the morning, before dashing off to throw up. House, Ryan, Gibbs and Nina insisted she spend the afternoon resting before the party, which she reluctantly agreed to.

As the sun set, Cameron showered, dressed and made it downstairs just in time to welcome the first of her guests; Pete, Sam and Josh. She excitedly told them her news of the baby as they entered, and they were ecstatic, as was every guest who arrived throughout the next half-hour. Sitting down outside, with his leg stretched out in front of him, House anxiously watched Cameron as she practically danced around the yard, helping Nina with food, and mingling with her friends and family. She loved all her gifts that she received, especially the suitcase from Sam and his wife, to pack all her gifts in to return to New Jersey.

House's gift was in their bedroom, he was keen not to give it to Cameron in front of everyone, but Cameron said nothing as she opened all her presents, and noticed her boyfriend's was not among them. The party finally broke up around midnight, with Cameron only hurrying inside to throw up three times. House and Cameron wearily bid the others goodnight, and headed upstairs.

House pulled a box out of his suitcase, and handed it to Cameron, who was climbing into bed, and taking out her hair.

"Happy Birthday," he said softly.

She took it and gave him a strange look. "My actual birthday isn't for another… ten minutes."

"So, you expect me to stay awake for another ten minutes to watch you open a present?" House asked her pointedly.

She shrugged and began to unwrap it, finding a stunning diamond necklace with small amethysts surrounding the stone. Cameron gazed at it in wonder.

"Oh wow!"

"I know you like diamonds, and amethyst is your birthstone," House said awkwardly, when Cameron didn't speak.

Smiling, she leaned over and kissed him happily. "It's beautiful. I love it… thank you."

"Happy Birthday," he replied, relieved.

She giggled. "You have never said that in your life have you?"

"Yes!" House defended himself. "To my parents."

"I feel honored then," she teased.

The next morning, Cameron awoke early and lay there for a minute as she came to the realization that she had left her twenties behind forever. Her moment of revelation came to an abrupt end, as she jumped out of bed, and hurried out to the bathroom. House, jolted awake as she sprung up off the bed, lazily sat up and sighed as he cleared his head. After a moment, he casually got up and headed down the hall.

"How bad is it?" he asked her when she paused for breath.

"On a scale of one to ten? About a seven and a half," she replied hoarsely.

"Well, yesterday you said it was a nine, so it's getting better. It may not last much longer," House said lightly.

"We can only hope," she muttered.

They both paused as a faint ringing was heard from their bedroom, and Cameron groaned.

"That's my cell. Can you get it please?"

"Sure," House agreed. He limped quickly into the room, and grabbed the phone; surprised that the caller ID showed it was his mother calling.

"Mom?" he asked in confusion.

"Greg! How are you honey?" Blythe asked brightly.

"Fine… why are you calling?"

Blythe sounded surprised by the question. "Well, it's Allison's birthday, isn't it? I thought I should wish her happy returns."

House paused, realizing his parents didn't know about the baby yet. "Oh, right. Well, Allison's a little busy at the moment."

"Is she okay?"

House hesitated, and decided to tell his mother the news. "Yeah. Ok, um… are you sitting down? I need to tell you something?"

"Yes, I'm sitting," Blythe replied.

"Ok. Mom… Allison's pregnant."

Blythe gasped. "What?"

"Yeah, we just found out. She's about nine weeks along, and her morning sickness has just kicked in."

"Oh, Greg! That's wonderful! Not that she's sick of course, but… oh, my goodness! I'm going to be a grandmother!"

"Yeah, how about that?" House said sarcastically.

"Oh, I'm so happy for you both! Oh, Greg, here's your father you can tell him the news."

House groaned, and sighed heavily as his father came on the line.

"Greg?" John House greeted his son. "What is going on to make your mother so damn happy?"

"Uh, Allison's pregnant Dad." House said awkwardly.

John paused, taking the news in. "Well, it's about damn time. You're nearly forty-five!"

House went to retort but paused. "Oh, really?"

Cameron entered the room at that point, and sat weakly on the bed. "Who is it?" she mouthed to House, and he gestured for her to wait.

"Uh, I'll give the phone to Allison now. See ya!"

"It's my parents," he whispered as he passed the phone over to his surprised girlfriend.

"Hello?" she said into the phone, and House went to shower while she talked with an extremely pleased John and Blythe.

"Your parents are happy," she smiled at House when he returned.

He nodded. "I know. So, is that everyone? They all know now?"

Cameron laughed. "Everyone knows, and Chase and Foreman are already starting a betting pool on the sex."

"Yeah, I've got fifty on it being a girl," House admitted sheepishly.

"You know, I've read a paper, that they think the sex of a baby is determined by whomever in the relationship is more dominant," she informed him.

House thought that theory over. "That means it's a girl. And I am in so much trouble!"

Cameron giggled, and looked up at him with her most innocent expression.