Hey Peeps!! I'm SO SORRY!! I know I promised a new chapter up everyday but this week went crazy...I had to move back home before I headed back to uni so i've been packing all my stuff to come from London to here and now I need to pack the rest to get from here back to uni...so i've been really busy!! but yeah a promise is a promise and i broke it so i feel i should apologise.

But yeah...this is the happy ending I promised lol (at least i kept that one)!! I had to hurry to get it up tonight cos I am heading back to london AGAIN cos I got called in to work and, while i'm off their forms now, they needed me as a favour..so I thought i'd be nice for once :P. lol.

I hope you like this chappie...I have never experienced child birth myself apart from the things I see on TV so everything is a manifestation of what i've seen and heard but i hope its accurate enough!

Only the epilogue left now...can't believe this fic is finally comming to an end!

Hugs

Scarlett

p.s the baby is only like a week early...Cuddy was a month gone when she found out and as I said in the last one 8 months had past since that day so yeah not premature (lucky8 reviewed and said it was comming two months early so I just wanted to clear that up..if ya reading this bubs I think ya miss read lol :) - either that or i've made a mistake somewhere n missed it -darts off to check lol- :s ).

As for all my other reviews thank you and i'm sorry i haven't replied individually. The epilogue will have the replies for reviews for this chappie. I'm just so busy and have a 6am wake up call tomoro pouts but every single review means a lot and I thank you for taking the time to let me know your opinion :D. SS xx

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Happy Ending

He couldn't feel his fingers, her hand wrapped so tightly around them, circulation stemmed, bones grinding together within her grasp. He didn't dare attempt to loosen her grip, uncertain whether her next stop would be to wrap them round his throat.

Any other time he would be amused at her fury, the words spouting from her mouth enough to make him blush. He'd never known she could be so vulgar, a new side of Lisa Cuddy coming to the front. Sweat poured down her brow, body arched forward trying to pant through the agony emanating up from her abdomen.

The contractions were coming hard and fast, cries echoing out every time a strong one struck. Her skin was flushed, heated, unable to sit still through the pain, not knowing how to cope. She'd seen this so many times, women in labour, and even now hadn't understood the agony they experienced. The delivery doctor was poised between her legs, House had been held firmly up her end, refusal to let him lower puffing out between breaths. He'd seen a few births in his time, but apparently Cuddy didn't want that image imprinted on his mind, and if he was honest he hadn't any desire to either.

House would have smiled at the scene before him had he not been otherwise distracted; the poor doctor, ordering her not to push and getting a stream of abusive comments thrown at him in response. All the medical knowledge having long since fled. She now realised how stupid the comment was. Don't push! She didn't really have a choice, the baby had to come out at some point, and it was pretty determined. A melon through a pin prick, it shouldn't fit, against all human assumptions it would never work and yet children were born this way everyday. God was having a laugh.

She'd sworn he'd never get his leg over again, cutting of sex for the rest of the relationship, getting far as threatening to cut his asset off. He'd been unable to hide the flinch at the comment and felt the rest of the men in the room wincing with him.

He'd been inclined to demand nothing but females in the room with his woman, but Cuddy's cries had silenced him, he valued his life. If she'd been this verbal with him at work he would have cowed to her demands immediately…she was bloody frightening.

Words spilled out of her mouth, more threats more information he suspected she wouldn't want the room to know, this would be all the talk around the water cooler. Without a second thought he grasped the gas, slamming the mask over her mouth muffling her words. He smiled at the doctors in the room as she continued to speak, breathing in the air with every gasp but not faltering in her tirade. He pulled the mask away and his ears pounded with her words once more. He was on the edge, stressed. He brought the mask up to his face, breathing in the gas deeply enjoying the edge it gave, making his body numb before slamming it over her mouth once more. She glared at him, fire in her eyes. If looks could kill he'd be a pile of ash. Right now her condition was all his fault and she wanted him to pay dearly for her situation.

Finally the command to push echoed out, Cuddy letting go, fingers tightening as she bore down, teeth gritted, face turning bright red as her efforts cut the oxygen supply off. She couldn't gasp, the pain stealing her ability to vocalise anything. Her body drooped, muscles shaking from the effort, groaning, shifting before boring down again, determination written within her expression.

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'I…can't.' her strength was depleted; she was exhausted, just wanted to give up, let darkness consume her. Her muscles stung, burning in her joints, pain throbbing over every inch. She wasn't designed for this, they lied to her, this was not the way to give birth; something had gone wrong in the design of women. Or maybe it was a punishment, but in her mind right now it was House that deserved it, bastard got off with everything, she was always the one that paid for their actions, little shit. Her fingers reflectively squeezed tighter. Never again, not ever, she was following her mother's advice and keeping her legs firmly crossed.

'Come on Lisa, one more push.'

The fleeting thought to tell him to sod off came to mind, but it fled, not enough energy to breath in the oxygen she required. She could barely hold her head up, just wanting to give in, darkness creeping in at the edge of her eyes. She eyed house, eyes bugging out as she saw the mask now firmly fixed on his face, he was coping worse than she was, the cries pushing him over the edge. Good.

With one last cry she contracted her muscles, praying it would be the last time. In relief she felt the baby give way, slipping out, fingers fastening round its shoulders, pulling it the rest of the way.

Suddenly a thud echoed out, body too numb to jump she lifted her head, eyes falling on House, flat out on the floor, mask now grasped in his palm beside his head. He'd had a little too much, and with a relieved smile she drifted into unconsciousness, the cries of her baby the last noise she heard before the darkness finally consumed her.

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Her eyes flicked open, the sky dark outside, she shifted, body screaming out in pain muscles strained and aching. Her eyes fell on House, her heart swelling with love. His head was tossed back, breathing slowly, a little bundle held in his arms, tightly, protective, her baby. She felt tears spring into her eyes; she'd never forget the sight, forever imprinted on her mind. The happiest day of her life. She felt content, a bubble of happiness expand so fast it hurt.

She sniffed, gasping; the sound making House shift, his eyes flickering open, taking in his surroundings before snapping over to her. Their eyes met, concern flashing in them as he noticed her tears. She smiled, the panic dimming in his gaze when he realised she was ok. She couldn't speak, arms flying out, hands flapping indicating to hand her child over, so desperately wanting to wrap her arms around them, maternal instinct kicking in, so much love to give. He stood up, swaying as he tried to balance new to the experience of holding a child in his arms without his cane. He hobbled over carefully, eyes never leaving the face of his child.

She smiled up at him, giggling as memories of the birth flashed back. 'You fainted.'

He frowned at her, sniffing, 'momentary hallucination, pain can cause that you know.'

She grinned, knowing what she saw and that he'd deny it to his dying day. She wished someone had it on film, talk about blackmailing material. She was quickly distracted however as he leant over, laying the quiet bundle down in her arms. It wriggled, snuggling into her warmth causing a shiver to shoot through her skin, a subconscious connection. The child was part of them, a mix of her and House. She laughed, the world wouldn't know what hit it.

'It's a girl, we need to name her.'

They gazed down at their daughter, minds working, thinking of a name that was good enough to give to the little baby they'd made.

'I used to hate having such a common name. Everyone had it.'

'Give her something different then, I could think of a few interesting ones.'

Cuddy giggled, imaging the names House was coming up with. 'Any choices are run by me first.'

'Race you to the birth certificate; I have a chance of winning now.'

She frowned, lips twisted in a smile, knowing he was joking.

'What about Ava?'

'Too sophisticated, my little girl is going to be a cool dude like her dad.'

Cuddy loved the sound of House calling himself dad, the title suiting him so well even though years ago she would have been shocked at the thought. 'A cool dude, she's a girl, she better have inherited some decorum from me.'

'From you? If I recall, you used to give me a run for my money those many years ago. The kid has no chance.'

Lisa winced, their child was going to be a handful, and she was looking forward to every minute.

'Ellie?'

Cuddy tilted her head, thinking it over, 'It's ok but not perfect.'

'Holly'

'Holly House' Cuddy laughed.

House tapped his cane on the ground, 'Carly, Casey, Taylor, Maddie, Roberta? She could be nicknamed Bob.'

Cuddy frowned, ignoring House's humour, mind zeroing on Maddie, it would be suitable for their child, madness seemed to be a strong quality within their family already, but it wasn't enough.

'Madison.' She looked down into her little girls face, seeming so innocent; eyes not yet open to the world and the lessons she'd have to learn.

She looked up at House gauging his reaction. His eyes were on their baby girl, before sliding up to meet Cuddy's nodding. 'Madison is perfect'

'Now for the middle name.'

'Ameri.' House's voice rang out, firm and determined. Her eyes snapped up, brow creasing at the sound in his voice.

'Why Ameri?'

He shrugged still not looking at her, 'It was my grandmothers name, I like it.'

She had a feeling there was more to the story than he was letting on, but she'd find out soon enough, she wouldn't be leaving his side anytime in the near future. 'Why not have it as a first name.'

His eyes met hers, 'Because she needs her own name, she needs her own individuality not to feel she's just a follow on from someone.'

She nodded, 'Madison Ameri House' it is then.'

He gazed down at his little girl, a smile cracking over his face.

'Perfect.'

TBC

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