Chapter 16
"I knew you'd solve it, Dada!" shouted Abby. House smiled and leaned his head back soaking in all the memorys that his daughters had forced upon him. He didn't want to tell these stories, but it was too late now. There was no hiding it. There was nothing to hide.
"Greg!" Stacey ran to the door as her boyfriend came home. "It's so great to see you! We haven't seen much of each other all week it seems." She frowned and leaned against him.
"I had a case."
"Don't you always have a case?" She smiled awkwardly, and House nodded. Was this it? An empty relationship of nothing but dinners and 'How was your day's? Could she handle that? "Oh..." She let it go. "Well, I made some dinner, well, I ordered some really." She gestured towards some half-empty Chineese containers. House walked over to them and started munching.
"Greg..." she started, House looked up. "Nevermind." House continued eating.
Things didn't change much for either of them. House worked long hours, and he sometimes wondered if he liked it that way. He wondered if he was really meant to be with Stacey. Was his extra work a mistake? Was SHE a mistake? He was so confused, and he didn't know what to do, so he did what he did best. Greg worked. Greg worked until he could work no longer. He worked until he knew his fellows better than he knew his own girlfriend...
Just then, Alysa started getting more interested. She left her recliner and slowly made her way to the couch. She sat at Auddy's feet and stared at her dad, urging him to continue. House was in too deep wasn't he?