DISCLAIMER: House isn't mine.

V- February

House looked up as Cameron entered the office. She had just spent her lunch break over up at the maternity ward with Foreman and Kate, as they visited both Emma and Zoe, who had both delivered their babies a week apart. Emma had delivered first, four weeks before her due date, and Zoe had won out in the end, delivering the baby- a girl, whom Emma and Adam named Kelly Elizabeth. It had only been that Zoe had delivered Kelly because she had been with Emma when she went into labour, and Emma's own obstetrician was on call at Princeton General.

Zoe and Foreman's daughter, born three days later, was christened Delta Lea, and the only thing stopping Zoe from delivering her own daughter was the emergency caesarean that had been necessary. All four new parents were besotted with their daughters and Cameron was godmother to Delta, and Kate to Kelly.

"Are you busy?" Cameron asked her husband, sitting in the chair opposite his desk.

"Define busy," House asked cautiously. He was, in actuality, working out a Sudoku puzzle, but Cameron didn't always see that as a productive waste of time. Cuddy certainly never did.

Cameron leaned forward, saw what he was doing and smiled. "You may want to pause that for a minute, hon."

Frowning, House did so and gave his full attention to his wife. "Is something wrong? Is Luke ok?"

"He's fine," Cameron assured him.

"So what's up?" House asked, slightly concerned now.

"I'm pregnant," she answered calmly, a small smile on her face.

It was very well House had paused his game, as his concentration immediately dissolved in the wake of this bombshell.

"What? Are you sure?" he demanded, sitting forward.

Cameron chuckled at his expression and nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure. I just did the test."

"Pregnancy test? Because remember you took that one with Luke and it was a false negative," House said quickly.

"Blood and urine test," Cameron replied. "I wanted to be sure."

House knew his wife and despite his shock over the news, his instincts still picked up on something in her tone.

"How long have you known about this?" he asked her suspiciously.

"I had a thought a few days ago," she replied.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I didn't want to say anything until I was sure. And then I got the call that Zoe was in labour, and... It just didn't come up," she explained.

House leaned back and took a deep breath. "How do you feel?" he asked her.

However the question may have been moot because his wife was practically glowing.

"Physically, great. A little tired and I'm not too thrilled with the smell of meat or Chase's cologne at the moment, but fine. Emotionally.... I'm so happy," she said truthfully.

"How do you feel?"

House paused for an instant before answering. "I think I'm still in shock," he admitted and Cameron laughed.

"But it's pretty cool," he continued. "I mean, we weren't even trying this time!" He tried to hide his smugness at that fact, but Cameron wasn't fooled.

Cameron giggled and rolled her eyes. "Yes, knocking up your wife unintentionally is very macho," she smiled.

House got up, came around the desk and kissed her. "Let me guess, you've already told the girls?"

"No, I wanted to tell you first," she replied indignantly. "I'm going to go tell them now though," she continued and House rolled his eyes.

"There's really no point telling Zoe she's not delivering this kid, is there?"

"No," she grinned at him.

She left to tell them the good news, and House, over the surprise now, decided to go next door and tell Wilson.

He opened the door without knocking, stuck his head in, and greeted his friend with,

"How do you feel about god-kid number two?"

Wilson looked up from where his head was buried in a stack of files and frowned at House in bewilderment.

"I'm confused. What does that mean?"

House rolled his eyes. "Dude, I'm asking you to be the godfather of my second kid... albeit as of yet unborn, and you're confused. That kind of narrows the odds of you scoring the gig."

Wilson's jaw dropped in comprehension. "Wait, Allison's pregnant?"

"Who else would sleep with me?"

A wide grin spread over Wilson's face and he stood up to congratulate his friend. "Congratulations! How far along is she?"

"We don't know yet, she just did a blood test. If I had to guess though... I'd say about... five weeks?"

"So, do you want another boy or a girl?"

House rolled his eyes. "Jeez, Jimmy! If you want to gossip about this stuff, Allison's upstairs telling the girls, I'm sure she'll let you sit in."

Wilson just gave him an exasperated look and House shrugged. "I don't care. Although I have no idea what I'd do with a girl," he admitted.

"If she looked anything like her mother, anything she wanted," Wilson said knowingly.

"Probably. Saying 'no' to Allison isn't my strong suit," House confessed.

Wilson's pager beeped and he checked it hastily. "Sorry House, I gotta go. But congratulations to you and Allison, really. This is great news."

House nodded and Wilson dashed out of the office. A soft smile spread over his face as he thought of what lay ahead. Yes, this was definitely great news.