As always, don't own. Also, I apologise for the shortness of this chapter. I now realise that 10 weeks was possibly a tad too early to know the sex of the baby. I've been reccommended some websites and books that will help me be more accurate and get the times right. I know how I want this to end, and I've done the start... but it's writing the bit in the middle that's proving to be difficult. *sigh*
"What the hell is going on?"
House kept staring Cuddy, a huge smile plastered on his face, while Wilson had turned a brilliant shade of red with embarrassment. Cuddy saw the ultrasound machine, the stick that was still on Wilsons belly and the grainy image of the baby on the monitor.
"I'm doing an ultrasound on Wilson - what does it look like?" House replied, looking back at the monitor and studying it closely, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. Wilson frowned, and looked at it too.
"Are you sure it's a girl, Greg? We've got so much stuff to buy, and we need to start thinking about names, and-"
"I don't know. I think we did this too quickly. I mean, sure it looks like a girl, but that might just mean that the sex organs haven't developed. We should of waited for another 6 weeks. But everything looks good from here." House reassured Wilson, softly squeezing his hand. Cuddy just observed the interaction between the two men, unable to believe what she was both seeing and hearing.
"What.. How.. When. Seriously?!" She stuttered. House grinned, and began to pack away the ultrasound machine.
"Wilson's 10 weeks pregnant with my child. Seriously." Her eyebrows shot up.
"Can we go home now, Greg?" Wilson asked. House nodded, and as he stood up, turned to face Cuddy.
"Do me a favour? Don't tell anyone… please. We don't want to get anyone involved unless we have to." Cuddy smiled softly, and patted his arm.
"Of course I won't. I take it you'll be coming back in six weeks?" She looked at Wilson, who nodded while he stood up, the blush still present. House took pity on his lover, and reach over to take his hand in his own, giving it a squeeze. Wilson looked at House, his eyes saying thank you. They said their goodbyes to Cuddy and walked out of the hospital, ignoring the odd looks from passers by.
As soon as House closed the apartment door behind Wilson & himself, he pulled Wilson into a fierce hug. He grinned against Houses shoulder and slid his arms around his waist.
"Still can't believe it, huh?" Wilson mumbled. House hastily shook his head, and when Wilson pulled away, he could see that their grins rivalled each other. "We're gonna have a baby! Holy shit, Greg, we're actually having a baby!" House yanked Wilson towards him and into a quick kiss to shut him up. It seemed to work, because after House pulled away Wilson was flushed.
"What are our parents going to say?"
Maybe not. House sighed, and scrubbed his face.
"Remember what we agreed, James? We don't tell anyone until it's safe. That's still six weeks away. Worry about it then?" Wilson nodded, and frowned when House smirked. "By then you'll start to show." He explained, and hugged Wilson when he groaned in dismay. House chuckled, and kissed his ear.
I really hoped that was okay :P