Oh my goodness! It's been ages since I've updated this. Seriously. And I apologize profusely for that. I was having serious issues writing this, and just decided to post what I have, as my holiday gift to you. So, here you go! Oh, and I'm working on the next chapter as well.
Lisa's heart was instantly in her throat, and she tried not to throw up. Instead of throwing up, she ran, away from him and away from his pain.
"Lisa! Lisa!" Danny called after her, but she just kept running, unable to stop, not knowing what to do. Finally, after running for a solid fifteen minutes, she stopped as her knees gave out from under her, and just cried and cried.
Back at the camp…Danny is confused, but he climbs into the truck to inspect the man, who is stirring slightly, but groaning in pain. That's when he sees the chain and picks it up to see if it's identification of any sort.
"Oh, it's identification alright. Identification for one person and one person only." He whispers, seeing the half of a human body, and knowing instantly it's her husband. He has people take him out and get him to a private room, no other patients, and then goes in search of Lisa. He drives around for thirty minutes before he finally finds her on the other side of the camp, curled in a ball, hugging her knees.
"She ran all the way here." He says to himself, getting out of the jeep and softly approaching her. He bends down next to her and places his hand on her shuddering shoulder. She looks up at him, her eyes red and puffy.
"You know." She whispers. He nods.
"He's alright." He says.
"Good."
"Why did you run?"
"I don't know."
"Go to him. You love him. He needs you. Simple as that." He says. She nods and he drives her back to camp. She paces outside of his "room" for twenty minutes. Danny silently watches her and then comes up.
"Lisa, go. He needs you. Go." He says, and hugs her hard in his arms. She is playing with the necklace and looking at her wedding ring. She softly nods and pushes back the curtain, stepping just inside the door. He is lying on a cot, blanket up to his chin, bruised and groaning in pain, despite the morphine drip. Tears well in her eyes and run down her cheeks as she watches him. He hears her sniffling and turns his head her way. She cautiously comes up and sits on the edge of the bed, grasping his hand and crying.
"My love." He says, knowing instantly it's her, by her cry.
"Yes, sweetie, it's me." She whispers.
"How are you feeling?"
"Hurting like a mother fucker."
"I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault."
"I know." She whispers.
"Are you going to leave me hanging after nine years, or are you going to kiss me?"
She laughed a little and bent down and softly kissed him on the lips, and then kissed him harder.
"I've missed you." She said, gently placing hands on the side of his bruised face.
"You're still with me?"
"Of course. I never stopped loving you and hoping you would come back."
"I'm so glad."
"Me too."
"Lisa, how is Rachel?"
"She's amazing. Brilliant, beautiful, and talented."
"She's seventeen, right?"
"You kept track?"
"Of course."
"Yes, she's seventeen."
"I cannot believe how much of her life I have missed."
"I know. But it wasn't your fault."
"I know." He said, and smiled as much as he could without it hurting.
"Babe, I love you, so much."
"I know. I love you too, so much."
"Greg…" She began, stopping.
"What? Are you alright, are you sick? What is it?" He asked, sitting up while freaking out.
"Babe, I'm fine. I swear. I just want to tell you something."
He sighed. "Okay. I'm just glad you're fine."
"I know." She said, and took his hand in hers.
"Greg…you…we…have a son."
"What?"
"A son. We have a son. Born nine months after your return here."
"You mean? From that night? We have another child?"
"Yes, I did. He's nine now, and his name is William Gregory, but everyone calls him Will."
"Oh, love." He says, and pulls her down for an intense kiss. She smiles, so glad to have the love of her life back.
A month later…Greg is doing much better. Lisa is lying on the bed with him, it's late at night.
"I am so glad to have you back."
"I know. I'm glad to have you back. I thought you would have moved on."
"I couldn't. I'm sure, if I'd found out something had…happened to you, I eventually would have. But not when I knew you had to be somewhere, wanting to get back to me."
"I'm glad you didn't."
"I am too." She said. He pulled her down, her falling on top of him, in a passionate kiss. His hands are on her hips and her hands on his.
At that moment, Danny comes in quietly, but sees how Lisa and Greg are, and quietly backs out, giving orders for nobody to go in there for awhile, to give them privacy.
Meanwhile, in the tent…Lisa and Greg are still passionately kissing. He slowly places his hands on the edge of her shirt, and pulls it over her head, throwing it on the empty cot next to them. They make passionate love for the first time in nine years.
A week later…Greg isn't able to come home with her yet, he's still waiting on orders to go home, but she goes. There is a party before she leaves.
While on the plane, she looks at pictures from the party and of Rachel and Will. She lays her head on the cool window and goes to sleep. When she awakes, the plane is just flying over Princeton.
"I'm home." She whispered, and smiled to herself. As she watched the landscape, she saw Princeton Plainsboro, a distinguishable building to her. And it made her smile a little more. As she exited the plane…
"Welcome home." A smiling flight attendant said. Lisa paused.
"How did you know?"
"How little baggage you have and your clothes."
"Oh." Lisa said, laughing and smiling. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." The fight attendant said, and Lisa continued on her way. As she approached the gates leading through security and into the real world, she saw Allie, Rachel, and Will. They are standing there with a huge sign and flowers. Tears erupt out of her eyes, and she runs towards them. She drops her bag a few feet from them, opens her arms, and they crash into them. Lisa is stroking both of their heads.
"My babies, my babies." She whispered, tears coursing down her cheeks.
"Mom!" Both were chanting. Finally, Lisa held them at arms length. Her hand ran over Will's cheek, feeling his smooth skin.
"Will. I can't believe you are nine already." Lisa said, in disbelief. Will smiled.
"I've taken up the guitar."
"Really? I can't wait to hear you play." She said, smiling.
"I can't wait for you to hear me play." He said, and hugged her hard. Then, he broke away and Lisa turned to Rachel.
"Ray. Baby. My gorgeous seventeen year old." Lisa said. Rachel's eyes filled with tears, and the tears coursed freely down her cheeks.
"I've missed you, so much, mom." She said, taking Lisa's hands in hers.
"I've missed you too." Lisa said, squeezing Rachel's hands with her own.
"I'm in a band mom. I play the piano and I am the lead singer in it. I also got onto the dance team again and made honor roll."
"I have such gifted children." Lisa said, smiling at both of them. "What is the band called?"
"We haven't decided yet. We are working on it."
"Well, I can't wait for you to play for me and for you to decide on a name." Lisa said, standing. She then turned to Allie and just wrapped her arms around her. Allie sobbed into her shoulder.
"Let's go home." Lisa said, stepping back from Allie.
"Let's." Will and Rachel said in unison. They drove home and spent the night catching up, looking at photos, and just relaxing. Greg is better, but he was sent out into the field again, so he won't be home for awhile longer.
A month later...Lisa is passing by Rachel's room, the door is open, and she's tapping out this beautiful melody on the piano in her room. Lisa stops in the doorway to listen.
"That's beautiful." Lisa says. Rachel stops and looks up.
"Thanks."
"I think add some violin to the final song, but make it subtle, and then more powerful at other parts."
Rachel thought about it, heard it in her head. "That's a great idea, thanks mom." Lisa smiled.
"You're welcome sweetie." Lisa said, and turned to go.
"Mom, we decided on a band name."
"Really?" Lisa said, turning back.
"Yes."
"What is it?"
"Breakaway."
"That's a great name."
"Thanks." Rachel said, and went back to playing.
A month later…the phone rings…
"Rachel, it's for you!" Will called. Rachel came into the living room from the kitchen, carrying an apple.
"Thanks, bro." She said, ruffling his hair and taking the phone.
"Hello? This is Rachel speaking."
"Rachel House?"
"Yes?"
"This is the announcer from the KIN radio station, here in Princeton. We have called to inform you that you won our contest, and get to perform at the Hard Rock Café in New York, in the contest for a recording contract."
Rachel screamed with joy. Then, she composed herself.
"Thank you, on behalf of the entire group 'Breakaway', we are very grateful."
"We expect you in New York on the 23rd, you have a dress rehearsal on the 24th, and the final performance is the 25th."
"We will be there."
"Great."
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye and congratulations."
"Thank you, again." Rachel said, hung up, and jumped up and down, screaming. Then, Lisa came in the front door, home from work, carrying the groceries. She set the bags down in the kitchen and then came back out.
"Rachel, what's going on?" Lisa asked, hanging her coat up in the closet.
"I get to go to New York with the band!" She said, grinning from ear to ear.
"You won?" Lisa asked, beaming with pride at her daughter.
"Yes!"
"Oh my god! We have to get you new clothes for the contest!"
"Thanks, mom." Rachel said.
"You deserve it."
"I have to go and call Dillon." Rachel said, and sprinted upstairs.
"Hey Will, baby, help me with the groceries." Lisa said. He nodded and followed her into the kitchen.
"How was your day?" Lisa asked, while unpacking a bag containing the products that go in the fridge.
"It was great. I got an A on my math test. And…"
"And what, baby?" Lisa asked, turning away from the fridge to look at her son.
"There's this girl…and I really like her…"
"Oh, Will, you have your first crush." Lisa said, came over, and kissed him on the head.
"I'm glad you are so open with me." Lisa said.
"I'm glad I can be so open and honest with you."
"Good." Lisa said, and went back to placing things in the fridge.
"Mom, here are your…" Will began, holding out two boxes to her, looking awkward. She turned around and grinned.
"Thanks, Will." She said, taking the box of tampons and the box of pads from him. She set them aside on the counter.
Will was silent for a little while, just unpacking groceries…Lisa then looked at her watch.
"Look Will, I can tell you want to talk with me about something, and I'll listen, but right now I've got a doctors appointment, I have to run."
"Okay. Love you."
"Love you too. We will continue our conversation later." She said, making her way to the hallway where she put on her coat and grabbed her purse.
"Rachel!" Lisa called up the stairs. Rachel appeared.
"Yes?"
"I'm off to my doctors appointment. Watch over Will."
"Alright." Rachel said. Lisa left.
A week later…Lisa is in the kitchen. She had just finished 'the talk' with Will.
"So, you are pretty clear on your body, female bodies, and how you and Rachel came to be?"
"Yes."
"That's my smart boy." Lisa said, smiling.
"Thanks, Mom." He said, and laid his head against her shoulder. Then, the phone rang.
"I should get that." Lisa said. Will nodded and went to get a glass of milk. Lisa stood up and answered the phone.
"Hello. This is Lisa speaking."
"Are you Mrs. Lisa House?" A strong male voice asked.
"Why yes, I am."
"I have information for you about your husband, Gregory House." The voice said. "I am lieutenant Mark Smith."
"Hello lieutenant. What information do you have?" Lisa asked, her voice not portraying her true feelings of worry.
"As you know, he was taken as a POW nine years ago and was found a few months ago."
"Yes. I was there." She said, slightly aggravated.
"Well, he has been in a serious explosion over here. A land mine exploded under his crew's hum-v. He's alright, but is being airlifted to New York Presbyterian Hospital for the proper treatment. He will arrive on the twentieth."
Lisa's heart was now in her throat. She bent over, tears streaming down her cheeks Will looked over; same her state, set down his glass, and ran to her side, touching her arm.
"Mom? Are you okay?" He asked. She just nodded, unable to speak from the emotion going through her body. She passed Will the phone.
"Hello?" Will asked.
"Who is this?" Smith asked.
"Will House."
"Okay. You are a House. Now, I cannot understand how Mrs. House must be feeling right now, so tell her this for me, alright?"
"Alright."
"He is stable, but could drop into a coma at any time. We just hope he doesn't do that. He is awake and alert though. Did you get that?"
"Yes."
"Okay. Thank you. Goodbye."
"Goodbye sir." Will said, and hung up. Lisa turned to him.
"What did Smith say?" She asked, her tears aside but her eyes still wet.
"He's stable, but could drop into a coma at any time. But right now he's awake and alert, and they hope he doesn't go into a coma."
"He's coming home. That's all that matters. Even though he's hurt."
"Mom, are you okay?" He asked, kneeling in front of her.
"Yes. I just don't really know what to feel right now. Relief, joy, tears, I don't know. I'm going to take a hot bath. Don't do anything dangerous, okay?"
"Okay. Love you."
"Love you too." Lisa called, making her way to her bathroom. After the bath…Rachel is home from her band practice. Lisa calls Will and Rachel into her room. They sit on her bed.
"What is it, mom?" Rachel asked.
"Dad is coming home."
"He is? Is he...alive?" Rachel asked in a small voice.
"Yes. He's injured, but alive. He's being airlifted to New York on the twentieth."
"Oh mom." Rachel said, and hugged her close.
"We will fly in on the twentieth, spend some time with Dad before the contest." Lisa said.
"Alright." Rachel said. Will joined them in a hug a little later.
On the twentieth, they go to New York and drive to the hospital in their rental car after checking into the hotel. Greg is already there.
"I'm Lisa House. My husband is Gregory House and he was airlifted here this morning?" She told the nurse at the station.
"Yes. Room 1193. Down the hall and to your right."
"Thank you." Lisa said and she and Will and Rachel went there. When they get there, Lisa goes in first. Greg is sitting up, awake and alert. He drags his eyes to the door and his eyes light up when he sees her.
"Lisa!" He says. She runs over and hugs him tightly. He wraps his arms around her and breathes in her scent.
"I didn't know if they'd told you."
"They did."
"I'm so glad." He said, and kissed her deeply.
"The kids are here."
"Bring them in." Greg said. He then saw Rachel and hugged her, and then met Will for the first time. Will hugged him, glad to finally meet his father.
I know. An abrupt ending. Oh well. Hit the button and review! Thanks!