"How are you getting along?" Georgia asked as she walked into the living room. She stared at her reflection in the compact mirror she held in her hand. House shrugged as he continued to flip through channel after channel.

"Crummy huh?" she asked again as she bent over the couch, her long hair brushing his shoulders. This was their second weekend together. The first had gone surprisingly well and didn't have the awkward follow up after seeing each other the next day. All through the week Georgia would drop by his office and chat if he wasn't to busy. He introduced her to Chase and Foreman after having enough of their inquisitive stares only to endure comments of disbelieve that he could father such a "hot daughter". Comments made by Chase which were rectified after he made him do a couple rectal exams. Then during lunch with Wilson on Thursday she had asked if she could spend the weekend with him again. His brow furred as he asked her why. All they had done was stay in and watch TV, barring the trips to the grocery store she had made with him and Cameron. Georgia shrugged her shoulders and said she wanted to spend time with him. He relented after a painful nudge from Wilson under the table and told her to meet him after work on Friday. She showed up with a much larger duffel bag and the original oversized tote she used last weekend. He asked her if she had plans on moving in slowly and seeing if he would notice, she laughed and grasped his free arm tucking her small fingers into his hold as they walked to his car. Now she and Cameron were going out to a movie, leaving him alone on a Saturday night. He was kind of grateful he wasn't going, a small part of him was afraid of getting to close and preferred Cameron testing those murky waters. So she could tell Cameron if she wanted him to be a committed to the task of raising her.

"I'm getting along just fine, by myself." He nodded looking over at her head that rested a few inches away from him. She stood and nodded walking over to the piano bench. Her fingers skimmed a few ivory keys as she hummed to herself.

"Shh," he admonished. "I'm watching something."

"You're watching 'The L Word' on mute." She scoffed.

"I can't concentrate with your inept displays of vocal talents." Georgia gasped and joined him on the couch.

"I'll have you know I'm an excellent singer. Okay mediocre." She said.

"No, Houses' don't do mediocrity, only when it pertains to menial tasks like milking goats or collecting thistles."

Georgia giggled and rested her head on his shoulder. House stiffened at the unexpected display of affection. She liked doing that he noticed. Every once in awhile if they were walking down the hall she would link arms with him or hug him goodbye. She never asked to, even if he was limping and relying heavily on his cane that same Thursday she just held on a little looser. Even though the truth of his paternity was only a week and some change Georgia was adapting quickly to the idea of him as a father. Cameron was coping to. He knew she was crushed to find that he had a daughter with his former flame but she was dealing the best she could. And it seemed like Georgia was coming around to her, the fact that they were spending time alone tonight for the first time was a testament to that fact.

Cameron emerged from the bedroom in a short jersey dress and denim jacket. Her bangs that were beginning to grow out were pinned away from her face while the rest of her dark curls fell in unruly waves on her shoulders. Her legs were bare her feet encased in a pair of wooden wedges that knocked heavily against the floor as she walked. A soft pink sheen graced her lips while the rest of her face was devoid of any make-up. House swallowed thickly as his eyes grazed over her from head to toe. Georgia raised her head from its resting place, investigating what had captured his attention.

"You never dress like that when we go out." He accused turning to get a better glance.

"It's 'Girls Night Out'." She explained as she went through her purse.

"Yeah, we're gonna find Allison a hotter younger man." Georgia teased as she pressed a kiss against his stubbly chin. She stood quickly and walked over to Cameron. "I love that dress." She said.

"Thanks, you can borrow it sometime if you'd like. We're probably around the same size."

"That's sad." House murmured from the couch.

"And with that we're leaving." Cameron said. She bent over the back of the couch and kissed him on the mouth.

"Don't wait up." She winked as she turned and followed Georgia out of the apartment. House raised his hand to his cheek; the warmth still there from where Georgia kissed him.

"She's everywhere." House said while he gripped a pink rubber ball. Wilson looked over House's shoulder in a paranoid manner and turned his attention back to him.

"Who Cuddy?" he asked.

"What…no! I'm talking about Georgia. I don't know what to do with that girl."

"How about spend time with her?" Wilson said. House rolled his eye at the obvious suggestion. Their second weekend had been just as successful as the last. After he had dropped her off at Stacy's house she kissed and hugged him goodbye, while he shamelessly attempted to scrounge up some emotion and affection.

"I've been doing that it's just…the summer's barely begun. She doesn't go to camp or anything, just that ballet class so she's always around. Which gives her more opportunities to spend with me."

"I will never understand why women give their arm and leg to spend time with you." Wilson shook his head and continued to work on some paperwork he had on his desk. "How's Cameron dealing with it?" House gave him a noncommittally shrug as shifted in his seat. If Cameron was uncomfortable with all the time Georgia had been spending with them she didn't say anything. They on the other hand hadn't spent much time together themselves. And their sex life was suffering because of it.

"I haven't got laid in three weeks." House replied.

"Good to know." A knock on his door interrupted their conversation and Wilson rose to answer it. "Georgia hello." House sat up quickly at the mention of her name and swiveled around in his chair.

"Hi Dr. Wilson, is Greg in there?" House waved his hands in the air motioning for Wilson to say no, but instead he opened the door and stepped back letting her come in. She smiled as she spotted him and walked over to him.

"Hey. I feel like you've been avoiding me?" she said smiling hesitantly.

"And yet here you are in my best friend's office." Georgia looked at her foot guiltily and kicked at the carpet. House sighed and stood up. "What's up?" he asked.

"Um nothing I just wanted to see you." She offered lamely.

"Liar, you wanted to ask me for something. Money perhaps? If so Wilson's your best bet."

"House can I see you outside?" Wilson asked jerking his head in the direction of their adjoining balconies. He limped past Georgia and onto the balcony where Wilson waited for him.

"What are you doing?" Wilson asked. "She likes you, God knows why and you're pushing her away."

"Ugh, she's kind of needy and that is not the green light for you to go and chase her."

"House, be a man start treating her like your daughter. You know I've never even heard you refer to her as your daughter."

"She calls me 'Greg'."

"Georgia not 'she'." Wilson corrected. Hose sighed and glanced back at the office. He turned and made his way back to the office he opened the door alarming Georgia in the process as her head snapped up from searching her bag. She closed it quickly eliciting a suspicious look from House.

"Do you want to sleep over tonight?" he asked narrowing his eyes at her.

"Um sure. I was actually going to ask you if I could spend a couple of days with you and Cameron. Mark and my mom are going to some convention for high school counselors and I need some where to stay."

"Sure swing by my office at four and we'll go home."

"Okay." She nodded and clutched her bag close to her and slipped out of the office.

"What was that about?" Wilson asked.

"I have no idea."