I'm posting the finally chapter I have typed up, but I'm halfway through the next one. (Cheers) Wasn't going to post this, but I went on an hour bike ride, and after being on crutches for a month and a half am in a really good mood.

Heeeeeeeere's House:

Chapter 5: Fights, Realizations and Daughters

August 10th 2011- (2:00 a.m.)

Dani told me she got stuck in an elevator and told me about what happened. I'm not going to stop her from talking to our Sperm Donor. I just don't want her heart to break. She didn't tell mom what happened, and neither did I. she knows though. I'm writing now because House woke me up. He came to see mom. My room is closer then Dani's to downstairs. Once she is asleep, she sleeps heavy.

He came because he figured out that Dani is his and that he has two daughters. I don't know how that changes anything other then he is a bigger ass for leaving mom with two kids, not one. They started yelling about it and all that great stuff. I'm not worried though. Mom just came into my room. She said I need to go to bed. She looked tired. I'm going to bed now. Hopefully tomorrow will be uneventful.

"House there is nothing to talk about."

"We have children together."

"Yeah."

"Okay, let me rephrase that. We have two children together."

"Are you looking for me to confirm that fact?"

"You didn't tell me that we had two children."

"You didn't ask."

"I didn't know that I had to ask. How in the hell did we get two children?"

"If you don't know that, you shouldn't be a doctor." House frowned.

This was Cameron. Over the time that they had been together (before he had freaked out) he had found the 'true' Cameron. She was funny and sarcastic and had an attitude. She still loved hard and got hurt easily, but Allison Cameron was not the one-sided, naïve innocent person that he had once thought. The attitude was usually only used in teasing and laughter, but her tone was harsh now.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Cameron laughed a harsh dry sounding laugh. "I didn't tell you because -" She paused and sighed. "Isabella Blythe go to bed now."

There was silence from where Cameron was facing and then a sigh as a small head peered around the corner. Cameron had 'mom sense' and could hear the slightest peep her children made, especially when they were hiding from her and trying to listen to conversations.

"But this is more interesting then bed. You're going to wake Dani soon."

"Bed Bella. March."

"Hut two three four. Left right left." The girl called back, but she apparently went back to bed, because Cameron turned back to House satisfied.

"You were saying?"

"No, you were saying."

"I don't have anything to say to you House." The door closed in his face, and House stood there, mouth opened in a perfectly round 'o'.

House sat in his apartment staring out the window. It was a little past six in the morning and he was exhausted. His bloodshot eyes and spiked hair made him look like a mad scientist.

He had gone directly home after Cameron had slammed the door in his face and started drinking steadily. He had thought at the time that Cameron leaving was better for all involved. Now he wasn't sure. It wasn't that he liked Daniela better then Isabella or suddenly had the need to be a father. It was just… he didn't known how to describe the feeling he had suddenly felt in the elevator.

He couldn't put it into emotions either.

It was the way Daniela had looked at him when he had asked her if she needed him to distract her. Complete and utter trust. The way that Isabella had peaked her head around the corner and smiled at her mother. Even though Cameron was scolding her Isabella had a smile and Cameron was teasing but gentle.

The way that Chase and Foreman had said (after he had grilled them both at three in the morning) that Cameron had picked up Daniela in a protective hug and sung her other daughter to sleep after a nightmare. It was love, maybe, but it was something more too. It was – maybe it was knowing that they were his. That he had helped create two beautiful girls who if he had kept them would have loved them and kept them safe from the evils of the world.

House wondered if they knew who he was. If they knew that he was their father. That he had made them leave because he didn't know how to raise a child. He knew that they would be better off without him.

But that wasn't true. He didn't even know why he had given it away. Wilson didn't even know. But maybe, House really did. it had all started with a phone call.

12 years ago

House picked up the phone with trembling hands. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Couldn't believe that he was one, going to be a father and two was calling his mother to ask for IT. He was giving his girl a ring. And not just any ring, but an engagement ring.

It was tradition to give the fiancé to be the ring his great-great-grandmother had been given at her wedding, plus another expensive one so that the old ring could be passed down through the family. The phone rang and House finally heard a gruff voice answer. That he was not prepared for.

"Hello?"

"Dad?"

"Gregory." His father never addressed him as 'Greg', but always by his full name. And, it was never filled with love and affection. "Why are you calling? Did you get in trouble again?"

"Actually, I need to talk to mom, is she there?"

"No, she's out right now. Why did you want to talk to her?" It was now or never.

"I want to ask her for the ring."

There was no question about what ring he was talking about.

"For who?"

"My girlfriend."

"Don't be a smartass Gregory."

"Do you remember when I was in the hospital and you met Dr. Cameron? That's the girl. We've been dating for a while now and I think it's time."

He didn't mention the pregnancy or that they had been dating for a little over a year and were living together. That would have been too much too soon.

"Isn't she your employee?"

"Yes."

"And half your age?"

"She's not half my age. We're 12 years apart."

"That's a lot of years."

"Can you tell mom I called?" John House ignored his son.

"I don't think you should see her anymore son." The word son was only used as a threat. It was implied that something would happen if he didn't listen to his father, and it would usually be painful.

"She probably just wants you for your money or publicity. Dating Dr. House will make her famous and rich. She's too young for you I don't even know why she would want you.A useless cripple who's addicted to drugs." And with that the phone slammed down. House could almost feel it shaking in his fathers' anger, his cruel words echoing in his ears.

That had been the beginning of the end, so to speak.

House had started believing his father as he sometimes did. It was true that she had slept with Chase, why wouldn't she have slept with him too? But, she was having his child, she wasn't bugging him about getting married and she seemed happy. Plus, she had loved him for years. But, that all could've been part of her ploy. If she loved him forever it wouldn't seem like she was after him for his money.

The inner war had lasted three years. He barely talked to his mother, and never his father in those three years as he battled his inner demons. Finally, the father in his head had won. He had made Allie and Isabella leave.

If she just wanted him for the money, she would fight him in court. If she loved him she wouldn't leave. That was his little test. When neither happened, House didn't know what to do.

For a few months House walked around in a Vicodin and alcohol induced haze. She was supposed to come back and stop him from making a stupid decision. She was supposed to love him.

He had never even gotten the ring from his father, but his mother had given it to him years ago, afraid that she would never get the chance to see him give it to someone.

The box with the ring was looking at him now from his coffee table. He had no answers. He had never expected Cameron to appear with two children and then slam the door in his face. He had made them leave for their own good, but maybe now maybe it was in his own good to get them back. Maybe he was wrong in the first place to let them go at all. House reached a decision and stood up and grabbed his coat.

There you have it. The reason that House made them leave. Next chapter should be up hopefully Sunday night or Monday afternoon. Reviews will make me write faster though. ou know the drill.