Chapter 27
House sat silently in his chair, bouncing his tennis ball against the wall. It was late at night, and he'd been thinking long and hard about what he was going to do. Maybe he shouldn't have agreed to donate sperm, but... no... there was a reason he did it, right? Maybe he did want kids, or maybe he just wanted Cuddy... What was he thinking? His BOSS? After years of wise-cracks and snide comments to her, did he REALLY actually feel something for her? Maybe Cameron was right in her little theory of "Bullying means you like a person." But to his surprise, that person wasn't Cameron... What was he going to do...? Well... maybe... maybe if he took a part in the kid's life, it would lead to something...? No. Maybe if he helped Cuddy with her pregnancy, showed sincere interest? Maybe...
"House." Cuddy was standing in his doorway, and to his surprise, the tennis ball bounced back and smacked him in the chest. Cuddy laughed... a little...
"Yeah?" he asked.
"I was just wondering..." she didn't know which question to ask first. Her mind was swimming with thoughts... of her future child, of him, of them. "I was wondering how your appointment at the bank went."
"Fine," he said, "If I'd known how they do all that, I would have started donating sperm a LONG time ago." He winked, and Cuddy laughed, uneasily.
"Um," she didn't know what to say, "I was wondering... Have you thought about... about what kind of part you want to play?"
"In the hospital's annual Christmas play? Well, I was thinking God, being me and all; it'd be perfect!" Cuddy stared down at him. "Yeah, I've thought of it... kind of..."
"And?"
"I still don't know..." Like Cuddy, his mind was swimming with thoughts of his future child, of her, of them. "I guess... you're right..."
"Never heard that come out of you're mouth!" said Cuddy, "Are you sick?" she quipped.
"It's this dmn rehab..."
"Detoxing is a painful --"
"I'm not detoxing, I'm in pain!" he nearly shouted.
Cuddy simply stared at him, biting her lip.
"Okay, maybe I am detoxing, but that doesn't mean I'm not in pain."
Cuddy looked at the floor.
"But you were right..."
Excited and eager, Cuddy looked up to hear House's response.
"I need to be a part of this kid's life." House sadly remembered how his own father had treated him. That wasn't going to happen again, not to his own child.
"Okay, House," she said trying to hide a grin, "Um, what kinds of things do you..."
"I don't know... I just..."
"Maybe," started Cuddy, "After the child is born, you can... (dare she say it?)... move in with me... Then we can share equal responsibility for the child?"
House shook his head, and Cuddy was crushed. "If anyone's moving out, it's you." Cuddy almost smiled, but kept her composure once more.
She let out a little laugh before finishing her little interrogation, "Thanks, House."
House nodded as he watched her walk into the hall. Did he just agree to let his boss move in with him? Oh well, she was hot.
Cuddy walked into the hall. Did she just agree to move in with House?! Oh well, he was making all her dreams come true... and he was hot.
Alysa giggled at this last line. Maybe her dad did want a happy ending.