(I know I haven't updated this story in awhile it's just that a lot has taken place in my personal life….Anyway, I have recently re-read what I have written for this story so far and I have decided to continue. So, without further a do here is the long awaited chapter 8 of "Uncharted Waters" I hope you enjoy it. Wicketforever)

Anywhere But Here Part Two

When House got off the phone with Wilson in truth he was still fuming over the bomb that Henry had dropped on him only a few short hours ago. Ironic considering how many physical bombs his father would be surrounded by once he rejoined the Marines.

How could he possibly be considering this? After everything that had transpired between them recently how could Henry be so bold as to turn his back on his Mother and Son again by going back to a position that nearly ripped their family apart?

Then a realization came to House's mind that even he could not deny….Henry was doing the same thing his son had done by deciding to go back to the hospital after being retired for six years….regain some kind of normalcy.

Damn

Even if that were true, House sill couldn't bring himself to agree with the decision. Before this conversation could continue his cell phone rang distracting the diagnostician from the conversation with his thoughts. Looking down at the caller id, House sighed while preparing himself for the battle that was to come.

"Whatever you have to say…can it wait until I come home?."

"Oh so you are eventually going to grace us with your presence?. I was beginning to think you had fallen off the face of the earth."

House couldn't blame his mother for the annoyance in her voice but now was not the time. If there's only one thing that House had learned over the years, its that arguments could never be settled over the phone.

"Look, I'm sorry for my earlier outburst but when I get home we will hash this whole thing out."

That's when a calmness washed over Blythe as she nodded her head in agreement before complying with her son's request.

"Fine, we'll discuss it when you get here."

"I'll see you soon."

As House drove home from the diner his head was still spinning from what was going at the apartment. It wasn't like the diagnostician was uncomfortable with confrontation but this was different, this was confrontation between himself and the man he had only just recently come to know as his father. Honestly, House looked at Henry with more respect then he ever could have mustered for the tyrant who had raised him.

Respect your elders Greg

The message behind those simple words his mother had expressed to him years ago came flooding back with a vengeance as House pulled into the driveway of apartment 221B, dismounted from his bike and turned to face the place which held his parents who were waiting for him inside.

As much as he did respect both of his parents how could he bring himself to stand by and watch his father make a HUGE mistake? With a heavy heart, House climbed the three steps to his apartment and headed inside while mentally preparing himself for the storm that was brewing inside.

It was going to be a long night…..

(So what do you think? I know its been a long time since I updated this story but I thought I'd give it a shot to see if there was still an interest in this story. I hope you enjoy the update and as always please read and review. Wicketforever)