Remy woke up to the sun shining brightly through the windows. Her arms were wrapped around Allison and nothing else seemed to matter. One thought did manage to hide in the back of her mind though. It was midsummer and she hadn't done anything special besides going to work and coming home. More importantly, her anniversary with Allison was coming up.
Time had passed by so quickly, it was almost unbelievable. What was more unbelievable was how she managed to steal the blonde's heart. After all, Allison had a boyfriend at the time and would've never considered even kissing a girl. It would be an understatement to say that fate works in weird ways. Chase even learned to settle with the two being together. He didn't argue with Remy in differentials unless he was absolutely convinced that her idea would kill a patient and he didn't clear his throat at an obnoxiously loud volume whenever he saw the two holding hands.
Suddenly, she could feel her arms rise along with Allison's chest as the blonde began to wake up. Smiling tiredly, Allison turned her neck to see the one person that made her happy, "Morning sunshine."
"Morning."
"We getting up soon for work?"
"I don't think so," the brunette chuckled. "It's Saturday. How could you forget today out of all the days? It's one of the only days where we can sleep in and relax."
Allison raised her eyebrow, pretending to act offended, "I'm sorry that my brain doesn't function as well as yours."
"That's okay. I forgive you," the younger girl answered with a cheeky grin. She kissed Allison's forehead and pulled her up against her body. "Damn babe, you're hot."
"Thanks? I'm not sure I can say that I feel sexy when I first wake up. Glad you think otherwise."
"No babe. Well, first off, yeah I do think you're hot anytime, anywhere, but that's not what I meant. I meant you're hot. Like physically hot."
"Really? Does it bother you?" she asked, her smile fading a bit. The blonde pulled a few sheets down so that it reached her waist. Hopefully, that would help cool her off.
"Of course it doesn't bother me. I'm actually kind of cold," the brunette lied, scooting even closer to Cameron and drawing random patterns on the woman's bare back.
"How the hell can you be cold?"
"I don't know. It's a gift and a curse."
Allison scrunched her face, "You're screwing with me, aren't you?"
"What makes you say that?"
"A year of sleeping with you."
Remy hesitated. She was a good liar, a great liar actually, but she could never pull off a lie around Allison. It's not like she didn't try, the woman was just like a human lie detector, "Fine. I am a little cold though. And I do mean that."
When she saw the blonde drifting away in thought, she closed her eyes. Thank God it wasn't a Saturday or else House would be wasting time yelling at everyone.
Speak of the devil. The brunette could hear her pager going off, even though she left it in the other room. God, it's like he finds pleasure in torturing me.
"Sorry honey, I gotta go," Remy mumbled, kissing her lover on her forehead before getting up and slipping a shirt on.
"Remy?"
"Yeah?" By now, the brunette was slipping on shoes. "Babe, real quick. Boots or heels?"
"Heels. And…uh..." Allison mumbled, her voice trailing off.
"What's up baby? Speak up, I can't hear you," she said, slipping on her black heels.
"I want kids."
"What?" Remy asked, her eyes widening and her face turning completely red. "Like…right now? Cause I gotta go to work and stuff."
"Not now. It's just…I've been thinking about it for a while."
"So you want to go to one of those clinic things?" This was all way too big for the young girl to take in all at once. Sure, she wanted kids, but she never really planned having them. Besides, with her illness, having kids didn't seem like really an option for her, but if Allison wanted them, what kind of a girlfriend would she be to say no? "I think we have to fill out some paperwork and find the right sperm and stuff."
"I have the sperm already."
Well that wasn't something she expected to hear, "Honey? Is there something you'd like to share?" Her body felt extremely hot, even though she was a little cold just a few moments ago.
"I froze my dead husband's sperm. I don't know…I guess I saved it in case I wanted kids and didn't have anyone…or at least another guy to have kids with. We've been together for a year. I thought I should let you know rather than hide it."
Remy just nodded, not sure what to say. She couldn't actually tell if she was just having some really weird dream. Just to make sure, she pinched herself when Allison looked the other way, "I'm sorry. I know it's very sudden for you."
"It's fine babe," Remy smiled. "I have to go to work though. We'll talk after I get back."
Allison nodded and Remy grabbed her keys, moving as quickly as possible without actually looking like she was rushing. She couldn't believe what just happened. Kids? And with Allison's dead husband? Everything was so strange. She was going to raise Allison's dead husband's child.
When she walked into the hospital, she ran into Cuddy. She had nothing against Cuddy, but she wasn't really in a talkative mood so she just kept her head down and kept walking. Surprisingly, she didn't see Chase, Foreman, or Taub, just House and of course, the man was fooling around with his big red ball. She knocked on the door, him smiling, "Ah. Thirty one. I knew my gaydar was going off. I should really trust my instincts."
"Where is everyone?" she asked, crossing her arms.
"Who knows? Foreman in his house alone. Chase taking his pet kangaroo out for a walk. Taub with his wife. Scratch that. Taub with someone that could be his daughter."
"So…not here?"
"Not unless the hospital included Foreman's house, Chase's kangaroo route, and a sex chamber for Taub and whoever is getting some of that big nosed strange."
Remy rubbed her eyes, trying desperately to get that last part out of her head, "And why did you call me here?"
"Cuddy expects me to be down in the clinic in a little bit," he said with his famous House smirk. "We all know how well I do in the clinic. Go do my hours."
"Fine," Remy said, turning around.
"Woah woah woah. Hold it."
"What?" the brunette answered, turning back around.
"Fine? I tell you that you have to do someone else's work without getting paid a penny on your day off and you just say fine? No argument at all?"
"Whatever. If I argue, you argue back and nothing gets accomplished."
"Well at least if we argue, it'll humor me for a minute. What's up with you?"
"Nothing."
"If nothing is code for 'I've got a lot on my mind that I don't want to tell you because you're my boss and a jackass' then you should really find another word cause it's just not fair to have such a long hidden meaning in such a short word."
"Nothing…just dealing with Allison right now."
"Will this story include the two of you kissing, groping, and or performing anything else that would make a grown man cry? Because if so, I will gladly call in one of your coworkers to do the clinic hours for you."
"Kids," she mumbled, turning around to leave.
"Hold it Thirteen. Kids?" he asked, now out of his seat. "Sit down. Start talking."
"What's in it for me?"
"I'll call in Chase to do my clinic hours for this week." House answered, not surprised that she pulled out that card. He sat back down, seeing as she was still a little disinterested. "I'll make him do yours too."
After that, Remy gladly seated herself, "Why are you so curious about Allison and me anyways?"
"I consider Allison a…friend," he replied, saying friend as if it almost physically hurt him to say the word. "I want to know what's going on with her. Start explaining."
"I just found out this morning, right after you paged me," the brunette admitted. "Allison saved her dead husband's sperm and she wants kids."
She couldn't believe that she was just spilling her guts about this, especially to House, "It's like I'm competing with her husband and he's not even alive. She's been with me and still thinking of him."
House laughed a bit, "So even when she's gay, she's straight. Damn she's good."
"You're not helping."
"Actually I am," the man retorted. "Because I just saved your ass from an awkward conversation and gave you some time to think things through."
"House, what the hell are you talking about?"
"Like I said, Allison is my friend. I take the 'Bros before hos' principle very seriously," he said, still smirking. "Rule still applies when the bro is a ho. Anyways, Allison is the type of person who gets nervous with life changing decisions. You really thought that she'd go to you and say that she wanted babies before discussing it with someone else?"
"Wait... She told you?!" Remy snapped, not sure whether to be angry or the slightest bit relieved.
"Of course she told me. Bros before hos, man."
"Wha- When?"
"A couple days ago. Said she was nervous and didn't know how to say it," he answered. It was almost surprising, talking to House about something so…personal. He must've noticed that I was upset because suddenly his smirk went away and he leaned in a bit closer to me. "She also told me that she considered telling Chase, but didn't know if he would be a good father. She's trusts you, which is why she let you know. And I trust her, which is why I called in Chase a couple of hours ago to work both of our hours down in the clinic."
That last part cracked the brunette up, her frown turning into a smirk that closely resembled House's, "Why am I not surprised? Only thing I'm curious is why did you call me down here if you already had someone?"
"Like I said, I'm saving you from an awkward conversation. You would've had to talk about it and you would've said yes because you give into pressure when you're put on the spot. You know what she wants and you've got twenty hours to think it through," he said as he leaned back into his chair, his smirk returning to his tired face. "Although if you really need ten hours to make a decision, I'll start to wonder why I hired you in the first place. You know, besides the whole 'hot bisexual doctor' thing."
Remy just shook her head, "It's a child. Maybe it will take me ten hours to decide, maybe not. It's not like deciding what to wear for the day. How am I supposed to know if I'm ready to support a child?"
House looked at her like the girl had two heads, "You idiot! No one knows if they're ready to be a parent. Do you love her?"
"Of course I love her. What kind of a question is that?!" Remy snapped back, crossing her arms.
"And you're not gonna leave her?"
"No. I mean, eventually I'll die once I'm sick enough, but I would never leave her while I'm still capable of making my own decisions."
"Then what do you think?"
"I think," Remy began, taking a brief moment to collect her thoughts. "I think I would love to have a child with Allison. I would love that child to death, even if it came from her dead husband's sperm. The only problem is that I'm dying and I can't cure it, I can't even delay it in the slightest bit. Imagine how broken hearted Allison will be when I die and she'll have to raise our kid without me. And imagine how broken hearted our kid would be. I can't do that to them. What kind of a person would that make me?"
"Selfish," he said bluntly.
"Gee, thanks. That made me feel just so much better."
"It's selfish, but Allison wants it anyways. We all know she likes broken things and that's why you have the sperm in the first place. Allison wants you to have this baby with her because even though it technically will be her husband's baby as well, you'll be the one to raise it with her. You'll be the one to watch the baby smile, laugh, cry, poop, and whatever else babies tend to do. And even if you do die, both her and your kid will know that you were the best mother that you could be and that's all that they ever wanted."
She hated to admit it, she always hated to admit it, but House was right. She wasn't in some sort of competition with Allison's old husband. This child wouldn't be some reminder of what could've been. This child will be the love shared between the two women. Even if Remy died before the baby was all grown up, they will always be their child and no one else's.
"I have to go," Remy said standing up.
"Did you make up your mind?"
"Yeah," the girl nodded. "I'm going to be the best mom out there."
"I wouldn't get too far ahead of yourself, but we'll see," he joked.
Remy smiled and turned around.
"Wait, where are you going?"
I'm going to make our relationship official. For the baby. For Allison.
"Going to pick out a ring."
A/N: So I was going to put this up yesterday, but I was so tired that I was too lazy to even get out of my bed and grab my laptop from across the room. So sorry about that. But this is the end and I wanted to find a way to tie things up. I thought this would be an interesting way to end things and I hope you all enjoy it. Like I've said many many times before, I love to read the reviews that you guys send in and I'm very thankful to everyone who's already shown me their support.
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