-1Any other day would be fine. Why did she have to show up on this day? Just to find him slaving away, under the florescent lights in the exam room. Why?

"Hi Greg," she said and closed the door behind you.

"Stacy," House said and sat up straight in his chair.

"Nice to see you again," she said. "How long has it been?"

"Oh, I don't know, a few years or so," House said and stood up. "Lets go up to my office."

The ride up in the lift was totally silent. House could only hear his own heart beating. He had already lied to her. The truth was that he knew how long it was since they last saw each other. He knew exactly, but he wouldn't tell her.

"How's the leg?" she finally asked him. It had only been a matter of time.

"Just as the doctors predicted," he replied. "In pain, as always." She looked down, afraid to answer him. The silence was broken first when House had closed the door to his office.

"How've you been?" she asked him. "What've you been up to?"

"Fine. Working," he said and sat down behind the desk. "And you?"

"I got married," she said and held up her left hand to show a gold ring on her finger.

"Interesting," House said, leaning back. "Who is he?"

"His name is Mark Warner," she said. "I'm a Warner now." House nodded, not sure what else to say.

"And what about you?" she said. "Any dates? New friends?"

"James Wilson, who is currently in a coma," House replied.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Stacy said. "What happened?"

"Stacy, what do you want?" House asked. "I mean, you're not here to see how I am." she sighed and sat down.

"I'm pregnant," she said. "Or at least, I was. I've been…having cramps." she wiped away a tear rolling down her cheek. "I didn't know where else to go!"

"Okay," House hesitated. "I hope your not assuming that I will examine you."

"I figured you wouldn't," she said.

"I'll put Cameron on it," he decided. "She's my…She's a very good doctor. And, she's a she."

"Thank you."

"Did you tell Mark?" he said after a while.

"He thinks I'm pregnant," she said. "I didn't tell him about the cramps yet."

"Yet? How long have these things been going on?"

"Since…This day last week." House stared ahead of him. That was not right. Suddenly he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"What are you doing?" Stacy said and looked confused and frightened.

"I'm calling Cameron," he answered. "She's probably in the conference room… This is House, get up here now! And I mean now," he said and hung up the phone.

"What's so urgent?" Stacy asked. "Greg, what's happening to me?"

"I'm not sure yet," he said. "I'm not really sure. If it was a miscarriage, the cramps would have ended days ago."

"Oh, God!" Stacy's eyes were filling up with tears. "I need to call Mark!"

"I'll take care of that," House said. "Listen, Stacy, I don't think there's any need to worry, okay?" She just nodded and bit her nails.

"What's going on?" Cameron said and rushed into the office.

"Dr Cameron, this is Stacy Warner," House said. "She is pregnant, and she's been having cramps for a week. I need you to examine her."

"Why can't you do it?" Cameron asked.

"I… She's… We're acquainted," House said and picked up the phone. "How do I reach your husband?" Stacy said the phone number to Mark's office and then left with Cameron, leaving House alone.

"Mr. Warner?" he said. "My name is Dr House, I'm calling about your wife. I think you need to come down here…"