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CHAPTER FOUR: The Positive

"Shit." She muttered as she got up and ran to the bathroom to throw up. She wasn't feeling good. She hadn't been feeling that well for some time now. Thirteen sort of knew what was wrong. It was early in the morning; she had to get to work. She'd probably go see a gynaecologist after work or something. She had absolutely no idea how to face House and everyone else. She got out of the bathroom and fumbled through her closet for something loose-fitting to wear. She found a shirt and went to take a shower and got to work.

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House went to work early. He was hoping that Thirteen would be there already. She was the early one. He limped into his office to find Thirteen sitting in one of the chairs as usual. What was strange was that she seemed to be so deep in thought and hardly noticed him walking in. He flopped himself into the one next to her.

Concerned he asked, "What's wrong?"

She gave him a small smile and said, "Nothing…" she trailed off.

Obviously something was wrong. He could tell. He needed to find out what she was hiding. He placed his hands on hers and pulled them to his face. She looked at him.

"Just tell me, whatever it is." House said quietly.

"I think I'm…pregnant." She whispered.

That was something he didn't expect. He was speechless. But it didn't matter. He loved her and he would go through anything for her and with her. He hugged her and placed a kiss lightly over her cheek.

She looked up at him from his arms and said, "I'm going to see a gynaecologist later. Can I leave work early? We don't have any cases do we?"

"Nope. I'll go with you." House smiled.

Thirteen was overwhelmed in joy. It had gone alright. She thought it would be disastrous after the night at House's. Maybe it'll all turn out alright, she thought.

At that moment, House released her and walked over. She was stunned. He looked at her and winked. Foreman was just arriving. They were still hiding it from the team. Nobody knew yet.

Taub and Kutner soon arrived. Thirteen and House acted as if they were just colleagues. There was no case so everyone left to do their own things in the hospital. Thirteen and House left to see the gynaecologist.

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"Yes, you're pregnant. Congratulations." Said the gynaecologist.

House hugged Thirteen. But Thirteen had other things on her mind. What if the child had Huntington's? She couldn't bear the risk of bringing something with a death sentence into the world.

"Can I get an appointment for a prenatal Huntington's chorea screening?" asked Thirteen.

"Yes, you can. Let's see…the earliest slot I have is at 4pm this Thursday? Is that alright?" asked her gynaecologist.

"Yes, that'll be fine." Muttered Thirteen.