A/N: I'm so, so sorry that I haven't updated earlier. I know it has been so long since my last update. I'm very, very sorry. Please forgive me. I had no time- firs vacation, then new school and some family problems :(

But now I'm back and I promise I will update again soon!

Oh btw, I'm looking for a beta. Is anyone interested? xD

As always, I apologize for all the mistakes. And please- review. It makes me write more quickly :)

They reached the hospital, House parked his car, took few deep breath before speaking:

"Okay, come on, Ana, it's time to start the show." He left the car and opened the door for Ana. She quickly got outside and grabbed House's hand. He closed the door, locked the car and then they started walking towards the entrance. Ana was pulling his hand, rushing him all the time.

"Ana, wait." House stopped in front of the door to the hospital.

"Look, if I get a case, I'll have to work, so I won't have much time for you. You'll have to patiently wait in my office, you can't wander around the hospital alone, you understand?"

"Yeah."

"If I won't have a case, then I introduce you to everyone and show you around the hospital, okay?"

"Okay."

"Let's go then." They got in. House immediately saw that everyone's staring at them.

"Daddy, why they are staring at us?"

"Oh, don't worry, they just curious. They've probably never seen such a pure evil as you a--"

He didn't finish, because Ana hit him with her little fist.

"I'm not evil!"

"Of course you are. You've just hit your own father."

"No I'm not!"

"Okay, you're not." House cut off this pointless discussion, because they reached the elevators. He used his cane to pushed the button. As they were getting inside the elevator, House started talking.

"First we'll go see Wilson. He's daddy's best friend. He's a funny man, you know?" House thought it would be the best idea. After all, he's his best friend, he had priority over ducklings.

"Why?"

"What 'why'?"

"Why funny?"

"He allow himself being convinced to almost everything. He's easy to trick!" House answered, smiling.

"And he always let me eat his lunch. I'll show you where his office is. When you'll be hungry or anything and I'd be busy, go to him, ok?"

"Okay."

The elevator stopped and they walked out. They headed Wilson's office. House hoped that any of his employees won't see them when they'd be going past his office. But even before they came near his office, he saw through the glass walls as Chase was pointing at them and talking something to the others. Yeah, Wilson was there too. House definitely wasn't lucky that day.

"Well, girl, ready for the big show?" He asked his daughter.

"Yes!" Ana answered excitedly.

"Okay." With that word he opened the door to the conference room next to his office. Everyone was staring at them. House and his daughter went to his office and left there his and Ana's jackets, as well as his backpack.

As they walked back to the conference room Hose asked his team:

"Do we have a case?" He hadn't got any answer, since his team was still gaping, mouth opened, at Ana. Wilson, on the other hand was looking at him, giving him an inquiring look. House sighed.

"Okay, Ana, can you to the other room and wait there?"

"But…" Ana wanted to protest, but was cut by House.

"Now." He said in firm voice.

"Kay, but what if I get bored?"

"There's a guitar. You can try to play something."

Ana then turned and started walking toward his office.

"Okay, now an explanation. She's my daughter. Shocking, I know." He said mockingly. He saw Foreman wanted to ask a question, but didn't give him a chance."But I want you to do your job! So, as I asked: do we have a case?"

"Not yet. Don't you think that hospital is not a good place for her?" Cameron asked.

"No. Anyway, do you think I'll make her live here? Hey, you know, it's quiet good idea. There are beds and cafeteria…" House said sarcastically. "It's not up to you to raise her, so it's none of your business." He snapped. "Now, since, as you said, we don't have a case, I want all of you in clinic, making up my clinic hours."

"House—" Foreman tried to interrupt.

"Go, now. I want to talk to Wilson." House gave them a death glare, so they left without a word. He looked at Wilson, who was sitting on a chair, looking as if someone has just hit him hard on the head.

"House! You've got a daughter! And you haven't told me! And I thought you are my friend, or was I wrong…?" Wilson was yelling now.

"Look, I—"

"No! Now I will talk! I think I have a right to complain, don't I?"

"Fuck, Wilson, just listen to me!" House raised his voice, too. "I had a reason, okay?! Just listen and I will explain."

As soon as Wilson calmed down a little, House started his story once again, the same which he told Cuddy. After he'd finished speaking a long silence hung in the air. To break it House asked:

"So, don't you wanna meet the evil spawn of mine?" he tried to brighten the mood.

"Well, if she's at least a little like you- I don't know. I'm not sure if I want to know another House. I have enough problems with just one…"

"Oh yeah, you sure as hell should be afraid!" House was happy to see that Wilson seemed to take the news rather well. They both turned toward his office just to see Ana playing House's guitar and humming something softly.

"Wow, is she actually playing a guitar? I mean- at the age of five? Wow."

"She's not really playing. She has to small hands to do so." House pretended to not care, but Wilson knew him too well- he knew House was proud of her. "Anyway, I'm a genius. And she has my genes, ergo she has to be genius too, right?" House said, smirking.