"This is ridiculous!" House said. "First you, now Stacy?" He sighed and looked at Wilson, still lying in the hospital bed. "You better wake up soon."

"Greg?" Cuddy poked her head through the door. "Sorry, I don't want to interrupt…"

"I expect an apology from you, how dare you interrupt our lively discussion?" House said. Cuddy came into the room.

"How's he doing?" she asked. "I haven't been here for a while."

"He's fine," House said and balanced his cane in his palm.

"And how about you?" Cuddy said. "How're you holding up?"

"I'm not the sick one," House remarked. "He is."

"I know." They were silent for a while, studying Wilson and all the machines surrounding him.

"I was just thinking," Cuddy said, finally braking the silence. "I haven't seen you like this since Stacy left."

"Ah, Stacy," House said. "You do know Cameron is examining her as we speak?"

"What?" Cuddy said. "How, I mean… Did you talk to her? What's wrong?"

"She came to me because she has been having cramps for a week."

"Cramps?" Cuddy said. "She went to a doctor because of cramps?"

"She's pregnant," House said. "And married." Cuddy's beeper went off.

"I've got to go," she said and left. House sighed and leaned on his cane.

"You didn't tell me she was married," a very familiar voice said. House looked up. "Or pregnant, for that matter." Wilson was looking at him, his eyes half open.

"Nice to see you to," House said and hardly managed to hide the smile on his lips.

---

"Dr Wilson is awake," House said when he entered the conference room where Chase and Foreman were sitting at the table talking.

"That's fantastic!" Chase exclaimed. "How's he doing?"

"Just fine," House replied. "Now, get back to work." Chase and Foreman looked around.

"Not exactly much to be done, is there?" Foreman said.

"Be a good person," House said. "Go down to the clinic and see what you can do. Go on," he said and poured himself a cup off coffee. He just had time to sit down before his beeper went off.

"It's Cameron…" he mumbled and rushed to the lifts.

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Stacy was sitting on a chair, still waiting for her husband. She was crying.

"Dr House," Cameron said, forcing House to look at her. "I think we should talk outside." They both went outside the exam room. A man was standing in the reception, asking for Stacy Warner.

"She's in here," House called and the man hurried over. "I'm Dr House. Stacy's waiting for you."

"I know," he said. "I mean, I know you're House. Stacy told me about you." House eyes narrowed.

"Go comfort your wife, will you?" he said. "I don't see why you're still out here." Mark Warner nodded and opened the door. It was quickly closed again.

"We got Mrs. Warner's test results back," Cameron said. "Her body is rejecting the fetus, but at the same time it's keeping it in." House frowned. "It hasn't-"

"I get the picture," House said. "But she can't walk around having cramps all her life because of a fetus- is it even a fetus?"

"Three months, classifies as a fetus," Cameron said.

"So she is technically still in the risk zone for miscarriage," House said. "And it is legal to perform an abortion. Explain the situation and-"

"I have," Cameron interrupted. "But she won't do it."

"Won't do what?" House said, sounding confused.

"She is against abortion."