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Chapter Thirteen - Oh yes, I almost forgot! (hands out cookies to all those who reviewed! you are very very nice people and i love you all!)

Three months had passed since that night and House and Cameron's relationship had progressed into a sturdy relationship. He had become attached to the twins, whether he liked to admit it or not, he had fallen head over heals in love with them. Ever since he was a boy he had always promised himself that when he had children, he wouldn't be the same kind of Dad he had, he would be different. He had always wanted children, but would never openly say it, after his infarction though so many things had changed. He began to berate himself; shy away from contact, attachment, love and along with those things he told himself he didn't deserve kids. He still wasn't sure, did he deserve these kids, where they actually his?

He would watch them sometimes without them knowing. Watch Lilley look after her younger brother once he came back from a bout of treatment, watch how Chris could make her laugh with a single look. They were so nice, so, so Cameron. Yet he was always reassured, watching Lilley in the canteen expertly use a wire to reach up into the vending machine and pull out some candy. Watching Chris race down the corridor in his wheelchair and knock over a nurse's trolley and then race back to his room before anyone could see him reassured him that these were in fact his children.

Although don't get the wrong idea, these new additions to his life hadn't made him soft and mushy, in fact it was quite the opposite, his protectiveness for these sprogs had made him even more sarcastic and the fact that he had created them boosted his ego even more. Sat in a clinic room House sucked on his lollypop and observed the snotty baby squirming in his mother's arms, the mother talked in a high-pitched voice, which made House grimace a lot.

"He's been like this for a week now, all stiff, very irritable, had a high temperature and has been a sleep a lot of the time. Anyway I took him swimming yesterday and since then he's had this rash, now I did the tumbler test and it faded but I've heard that doesn't always work, and he has all the other symptoms for meningitis. I think its best if you take him in now."

House sighed and looked at the baby and then began switching the light on and off rapidly, the baby giggled and the mother looked distressed.

"What are you doing?"

"Your baby doesn't have meningitis."

"What? No that's impossible, he has all the symptoms." House stood and nodded.

"Your right, of course he does, I mean what do I know, I'm just a doctor." He looked at her and carried on. "Baby Dan here…."

"David."

"Yes, well he's not experiencing any reaction to bright lights other than giggling, he's not been vomiting or having seizures, and that rash is what we in the medical profession call eczema, brought out by the chlorine in the swimming pool. Here's a prescription for some E45 cream, he'll be fine." He handed her a piece of paper and opened the door but stopped as she said.

"What about the other symptoms?" He turned and nodded.

"Buy a box of tissues, he has a cold."

Walking out of the room he handed the file to the nurse and smiled sweetly.

"Three fifteen, Doctor House signs out." The nurse didn't even look up.

"It's only three, you're meant to be on for another fifteen."

"My watch is fast." He limped away but stopped as he saw the door to Cuddy's office open slightly and the small figure of Lilley crawl out a walkey talkey in her hand. She caught sight of him and whispered something into the walkey talkey and bolted. He smiled slightly and followed her, as he knew the hospital better than her he caught up to her incredibly quickly for a cripple. She stopped as she saw him and smiled sweetly.

"Hey Greg." Although both her and Chris had fully accepted that they now had a father and that he was it, they still weren't at the stage of calling each other Daddy and Baby girl. House was surprised in the beginning; he had thought they would have been disappointed.

After fantasising over a father so many times during their early childhood, he was pretty sure that these fantasies didn't include a grouchy, old, sarcastic cripple. Yet they hadn't complained, hadn't made a single face to indicate that they were disappointed with what they were landed with. House looked down at her keeping a serious face.

"What where you doing in Cuddy's office?"

"Nothing!" He tilted his head to the side and imitated her sweet smile.

"Hmm, I don't believe you." The walkey talkey crackled and they heard Chris' voice.

"Lilley, Agent L, where are you?" House grabbed the walkey talkey.

"She's a little busy Chris, just got caught!" He looked down at her, and Chris' voice was heard again.

"Oh, hey Greg, I have nothing to do with it. Bye!" The walkey talkey snapped off and House stared at her once more and her smile faltered.

"Come on, now you have two options. Either you let me in on the prank, or I tell your mum." Her eyes widened and she whispered.

"You wouldn't."

"Wouldn't I?" She exhaled loudly through her nose and sighed.

"Fine, I went in and our original plan was to only move things around, you know, move her bin to the other side of her desk, tip pictures on their side. But when I went in, her computer was still on and logged in soooooo, I changed the password and logged off." She bit her lip. "Please don't tell anyone."

"Lilley, Lilley, Lilley, that was a very naughty thing to do. And you didn't even do a proper job at it; surely you must have known that to make a prank go from great to genius you must loosen the screws in her desk chair. Then when she sits down, she falls down." Lilley bowed her head to the floor.

"I'm sorry."

House nodded. "That's alright, just remember next time, and think one step ahead." He put his hand on her back and steered her towards the room a small proud smile creeping onto his lips.

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An hour later House sat next to Chris' bed bouncing his cane on the floor and catching it again. Lilley was sat in the corner playing on her game boy her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth in concentration, and Chris was sat up straight listening intently to his father.

"Of course, after many tests and trial and error we found that she was actually a man, and her testicles hadn't dropped out of her body because her body was immune to testosterone." Chris' mouth dropped open.

"So this teenage supermodel, was actually a man?" House nodded and turned as Cameron came into the room her mouth dropping open also.

"House, what are you doing?"

"Re telling some tales to Chris, did you know he wants to be a doctor when he grows up?"

She nodded. "Yes I did. Please tell me you weren't telling him the case I think you were."

House rolled his eyes at Cameron and nodded. "I left some parts out though, don't worry." He knew she was concerned about them knowing the parts about the young girl sleeping with her father and many other men to get to where she wanted to be. He looked down at her hands in which she held a brown paper bag. "Watcha got?"

"Some dinner." She handed Lilley a chicken salad along with a cartoon of juice, apple and cookie. She pulled out her own dinner, a plastic bowl of pasta and a bottle of water. House pouted.

"Nothing for me?" Her eyes twinkled and she smiled at him and pulled out a Reuben.

"Of course, here you go." He took the sandwich and lifted up the top layer of bread and she sighed. "No pickles don't worry." They sat in silence eating their dinners; Chris had already finished his and was now busy reading his book. Wilson walked into the room carrying a file in his hands a grim expression on his face, Cameron and House looked at him and then shared a look and Cameron said quietly.

"I really hope that's a case for you." He nodded; he knew what she meant they had both known Wilson long enough to know that his expression meant he bore bad news. And if it wasn't a case for House, then this bad news affected all four people in the room. Wilson looked at Cameron and then House and said morosely.

"I need to speak to you."

Cameron's eyes widened and she glanced to Wilson then to Chris in the bed, and then to House who nodded as he stood, him and Cameron following Wilson out of the room. Wilson opened the file and began staring at it closely as he talked to the two people in front of him, two people he cared about incredibly.

"We've done more tests to see how the treatment is affecting Chris, see how he is progressing…." House cut in.

"Don't bullshit us Wilson." He felt Cameron tense next to him and Wilson slowly looked up at them his eyes full of sorrow.

"The treatments not working." Cameron's hand flew to her mouth and House nodded slowly and Wilson carried on. "The cancer is progressing, the only option we have now is…" Cameron lowered her hand from her mouth and muttered sadly.

"Bone marrow transplant." Wilson nodded and House reached down and grasped Cameron's hand giving it a supportive squeeze, this was going to be a hard ride.

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