Cuddy finally found the room that Wilson and Blythe had led House to. She could see him sitting down and he looked a lot more relaxed than he had in prior moments. Judging Wilson's advice face- the one that many people had seen when Doctor Wilson sorts out your problems, she could tell that both Blythe and Wilson had had words with him. They probably went along the lines of exactly what her own mother had said but she still wasn't quite sure on what they had managed to say that had got him to calm down and to stop over reacting about her twinges that were most likely nothing at all.
"House", she called, barely above a whisper but her voice was still heard. All three turned to Cuddy as she entered the room, her voice sending shivers down House's spine as he believed that her voice was one of the sexiest things ever imaginable.
"Look, I'm not going anywhere, and you are not going anywhere." She began, linking back to what Arlene had said earlier.
Blythe and Wilson smiled, making it known to Cuddy that they had said the same thing as her mother.
"I know you think that you can't be happy, and you struggle to except that God or fate or whatever force has given you happiness, it's real, it's not a test. Stop playing this game and just accept that you're stuck with me", she smiled, tears rolling down her eyes as she needed to let him know that he didn't have to be scared anymore. She was there forever, and that's how it would always be.
He nodded, and at the moment she swore she saw a raw emotion in House's ocean blue eyes, but the emotion was unknown to her but she new he was feeling something other than pain, and that was fine with her. She couldn't bare him being in pain, she hoped that she gave him something other to feel than just simple excruciating physically and emotional pain that House had always felt before their relationship.
"Come on, I'll let you and Wilson check me over then we are going back out there and enjoy our evening as Mr and Mrs House", she informed. Sitting back, she pulled up her dress and exposed her stomach as to give permission for House and Wilson to make sure everything was okay.
"I'll be outside", Blythe excused, as to give Cuddy a bit of privacy.
…"Everything seems fine", Wilson announced to both House and Cuddy's relief.
"Like Lisa said, just a pre-birth contraction", he explained.
House sighed; he had never been so relieved in his whole life. He hugged Cuddy and smiled when he felt the baby kicking his hand that had absentmindedly drifted to her bump, almost protectively and caringly. She had noticed many times that the little one was a huge fan of his father as every time they would argue, House would speak, or House was even near her the baby kicked like mad. He/she was definitely going to be a lot of trouble if they were anything like House.
"You know, this little one is already taking your side", she explained. He just laughed, for the first time in his life he couldn't feel pain. All he felt was happiness and love.
"Right I don't mean to interrupt this little scene but you have lots of guest who are probably concerned so maybe you should save the love for later", Wilson smirked, earning himself a death glare from Cuddy and an 'idiot' remark from House.
They returned to the venue room hand in hand, followed close behind by Blythe and Wilson.
"Every thing is fine, I just over reacted and I apologise", House explained to the many surrounding guests.
Every one was in shock, especially everyone who knew House. An apology from the great diagnostician himself- what was the world coming to.
"I have a little surprise for you Lise", he stated, as she stared at him in shock afraid of what the surprise could be.
He stood on stage and reached for the micro phone, clicking a spoon to a glass he managed to advert the guest's attention toward the stage so they could all see what House was about to say.
"Thank you for coming, and like I said we are sorry for the little blip, but I have a little poem that I have wrote for James Wilson- he paused. "No just kidding I have written some words that are classed as a poem to describe my feelings for Thirteen, no seriously that was another joke- it's for you Lisa", he smiled and began.
"Lisa, meaning Love, intelligence, Sexiness, and admiration. Lisa was just like an angel. So pure and perfect, she still is my angel. Every thing about her to me is perfection, and all her imperfections are just proof to me that she is real. I often questioned why on earth a woman like that would settle for a guy like me. You deserve someone who can catch the whole damn world in his palms and give it to you, I can't exactly do that but because you have chosen me, I will always try to be as good as that guy." By now a lot of people were giggling at his little joke and also crying at his sweet nurturing words.
"I will buy you anything you want and not question why but give it to you because I want to make you happy. You have certainly healed me. Both physically and metaphorically, you have taken the pain from feeling alone and numb away and given me what I can only imagine to be as happiness. You have made me a better man, hope; positive ness, love, care and kindness are just a few emotions you have made me feel. And now you're my wife and you're carrying my child- which to me is the two greatest gifts you can ever give me, and for that I am eternally grateful."
A huge round of applause broke out as everyone in the room was now in tears at House's sweet poem to Cuddy.
"That was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me", she could barely stop her voice from breaking into a sob.
"You have no idea, House you are perfect to me. There is no other jerk catching the world for me that I want. I'd rather have you buying me a replica globe- because that's what I want", she smiled, hugging him for what must have been the twentieth time that day as neither one of them could stand to be apart from one another, "I love you", they both whispered and kissed again for surely what now must have been the twentieth time that day…