AN: Sorry for taking a while on this chapter. (I'm starting to run out of ideas) At least this one's pretty long. :D

House's POV:

The next day I was taking a nap in my office when I jolted awake from the door opening. I looked up to see Wilson. "What?" I asked and didn't bother to sit up.

"Test's back." He said and threw the envelope into my lap.

I ripped the envelope open and looked up a Wilson who was staring at me. "You don't need to stare at me." I said and pulled out the letter. My eyes widened. It was positive. That kid is my son. "Well Wilson it looks like I have a son." I said.

Wilson looked shocked. "What, are you sure its not a false positive?" He asked.

"I asked them to double check. Why are you so concerned?" I asked and stood up.

"You can't take care of a teenager House!" Wilson exclaimed.

"Sure I can just watch me." I said and limped out the door.

~HOUSE MD~

Shade's POV:

I was feeling a whole lot better today. Right now I was trying to eat breakfast but I wasn't really hungry at all but I knew the nurse was making sure I ate the whole thing. So I was poking the food with my fork. I heard the door open again but I didn't bother looking to who it was. It's probably just the nurse. "I'm eating the horrible food alright?" I muttered. I heard a sigh it wasn't the nurse though it was House. I turned my head to see him. He had an opened envelope in his hand that wasn't holding the cane. "Sorry I thought you were the nurse. I think she's about to force feed me this if I don't eat it." I said to him.

House smirked at that comment. "I'll tell her you don't have to eat it." He said and limped up to a chair near my bed. He sat down and rubbed his leg.

All the sudden he threw the letter at me. I caught it but hesitated to read it. Was it the paternity test results? I decided to read it though. It was the paternity test and it was positive. I couldn't believe it. I mean I knew he was my Dad but I still can't believe it. I had a thousand questions running through my head but I didn't know which one to ask. "What happens now?" I finally asked.

"Well I'm working on your discharge papers. So you should get ready to leave." He said.

I nodded as House took my IV off. He left so I could change. I changed into my usual outfit: a Beatles tee shirt under a blue jacket and jeans with blue converse. I put on my backpack but I couldn't find my guitar case. House walked back in. "You're officially discharged." He said.

"Where's my guitar?" I asked.

"In my office." He said.

"Okay." I said and followed him to his office. I'm itching to play my guitar after being in a hospital bed for so long. My guitar is the only thing I have left from my Mom. She gave it to me on my 11th birthday and I've been playing it ever since. Mom always told me it was a used guitar from someone special but she would never tell me who. I almost ran inside House's office until I saw who was inside. It was Dr. Wilson. I froze. House looked at me curiously. I don't think I can face Dr. Wilson again without freaking out. "Is there a bathroom around?" I asked and tried to keep my voice even.

"It just Dr. Wilson. He doesn't bite." House said.

"Just Dr. Wilson? You don't understand…" I said.

"You should be thanking him. He saved you." House said.

"What! No he didn't save me. He… He…" I started to say but Wilson walked out of House's office.

"How you doing… Shade right?" Wilson asked.

My entire mind was panicking. I backed up a bit from Wilson. I was on the verge of running off. "Uh yeah." I muttered.

House put his hand on my shoulder "Calm down." He whispered in my ear.

I fake smiled at Wilson. "I'm fine." I lied.

"That's good." Wilson said. Then he looked at House. "House we need to talk." He said.

"You can wait in my office Shade. We'll be done soon." House said and glared a Wilson.

I nodded and went into House's office. I spotted my guitar right away and smiled. I picked it up and took a pick out of my pocket. I put the pick in my mouth while I tuned the guitar. After it was tuned I started to strum random chords. I smiled and started to feel more relaxed. My eyes closed and I started to sing softly.

~HOUSE MD~

House's POV:

I watched Shade walked into my office. Then I looked over at Wilson. "What?" I asked and was clearly annoyed.

"House you can not take care of Shade. He's not a puppy. He's a human being!" Wilson exclaimed.

"Look who's talking Shade's obviously afraid of you." I said.

"What?" Wilson said.

I sighed. Wilson didn't understand. "You let his Mom die. He doesn't trust you at all. Shade still blames you for it. Now, I'm going to go talk to my son." I said and walked towards my office's door.

AN: Thanks for reading! Comments and suggestions are highly appreciated! Also I've made a House MD forum Role-play site so if any of you guys are interested please message me and I'll send you the link!