Disclaimer:

I do not own House. However I do own the baby that Thirteen is carrying. Well, sort of. Sorry for not updating. I had things going on and I'm still sick. Ideas for the baby's name are welcome!!

Chapter Eight: The Truth

Truth is a beautiful thing. The sudden clearance of something. It is also the awakening into harsh reality. It can be shocking and unimaginable. It can be pleasantly surprising and delightful. Truth is hard to tell and even harder to answer honestly to. The team will get to know the truth soon, thought Thirteen. Hopefully they wouldn't make her life even harder by asking questions she would rather avoid.

She wondered how they would treat House. It isn't every day that your colleague sleeps with your boss and gets pregnant. It's even more unlikely that they'll end up getting engaged. What would Cuddy say? After all, everyone knew that Cuddy had a soft spot for House. What would she say now that Thirteen and House are an item? Would she object to their relationship in the hospital?

Thirteen got up and went to the bathroom to throw up again. Morning sickness. It was almost time for her to get prepared for work. She rummaged through her wardrobe for a nice loose fitting shirt and found one. She took a quick shower and drove to work.

She was slightly later than usual because of a traffic jam so it was no surprise that the rest of the team was there already. House wasn't there yet, strangely. She suspected that they wouldn't have a case since House had already satisfied his quota of one case per week. He had diagnosed a patient with a Wound Botulism. The team decided to wait for House to send them off. Thirteen proceeded to settle herself into one of the chairs around the conference table opposite Kutner. He noticed that Thirteen's stomach was slightly bigger than the last he saw her.

His eyes widened, "You're pregnant??!!" Kutner practically yelled.

House happened to enter the room at that moment with Foreman trailing him and yelled back, "OH MY GOODNESS. YOU FOUND OUT! OH NO!!!!"

Taub suspiciously looked on. "You knew?" he asked.

"Duh I knew. I have a P.I and I'm your boss. But then again, I didn't need to use my P.I because that is my kid you're talking about anyway." House said and winked obviously at Thirteen.

There was silence for a moment or two. House looked around. Foreman cleared his throat awkwardly and said slowly," So…Thirteen slept with you? Wow."

"Yeah, I know. It's outrageous isn't it?" House rolled his eyes.

Silence again. The team probably didn't consider that House had anything to do with Thirteen and now that he did have everything to do with Thirteen, it was definitely a shock.

House limped into his office suddenly and made a few calls.

He limped back into the conference area and said," Since we have no case and I have nothing better for you guys to do...Foreman and Kutner, I'm lending you to the ER. Taub, you can go help the plastic surgery department. Thirteen, clinic duty. Go cover my hours."

When nobody moved, he spoke again. "I slept with Thirteen, she's having my kid and I have just assigned duties to you so unless everyone wants to work the nightshift for the ER…from what I hear, Cameron says the ER is currently short staffed…" he trailed off.

Everyone got up and hesitantly walked off. This was going to become a very juicy lunchtime gossip.

Author's note:

I might not be updating for awhile because I'm going to be away for about 2 weeks so this might be the last chapter for now. Tell me what you think! Thanks.