Chapter three
"You have a daughter?"
House looked over at the doorway where Cameron stood. He had been lounging at his desk, ignoring the team and Cuddy for the past hour, enjoying the somewhat solitude. Now he shot Cameron an annoyed look as he answered, "Shouldn't you be off saving some broken soul."
"Nah, I'm good, met my quota for the day. So what's this about a daughter? How old is she? Who's the mom?"
"Mind your own business."
Cameron laughed, "That's rich coming from you. Now spill." She walked into the room, took a seat, propped her feet up next to his on the desk and gave him an expectant look.
"Nothing to talk about. She said I was her father. I had had a fling with her mother when I was a freshman in college but I never heard from her mother since then."
"You don't believe her."
"Nope. She's trying to scam me."
"You sure?"
"Everybody lies."
"Yes but this could be the truth. Why would someone lie about being your kid? You're not the fatherly type. What's to gain?"
"Wow Cam, tell me how you really feel."
"Oh please. You know it's true."
House had to smile at her.
"So what are you going to do?"
"Nothing" They stared at each other for a minute before Cameron stood.
"Let me know how that works for you." She said before walking out the door, not looking back. House watched her leave. After a moment he sighed, got up and walked into the conference room. He still ignored the team as he refilled his coffee and then sat at the table.
"So what's with the patient?" He asked finally.
No one spoke up at first. Then Kutner asked, "Are you going to call her?"
"No!"
"She could be telling the truth." Taub said.
"I think she is." Kutner added.
Hadley shook her head, "She wants something. She's lying."
"Maybe not. We can't know for sure right now." Foreman said.
"It's none of your business. Now back to our patient." House said trying to change the subject.
Taub turned to House, holding out Titania's business card out to him.
"You should call and rule out the possibility."
House stared at the card before grabbing it and shoving it into his pocket.
"Patient time."
Everyone sighed and went back to work but still observed House's mood.
The rest of the day went uneventful. The team got the patient onto the correct medication and he was doing well so far. House ignored everyone when they tried to discuss his "daughter". Finally it was time to go home for the night. House moved at an amazing speed despite his leg, hoping to get out before anyone tried to corner him. He was almost out the hospital doors when Wilson caught up to him.
"She could just be conning you. But you should find out for sure. You both deserve that."
House huffed and turned to Wilson.
"Forget it. I'm not going to talk to her."
"And if she is your daughter? Aren't you curious about who she is?"
"No" House turned from Wilson and started for his car, ignoring Wilson's "You'll regret this."