Chapter 24

The Homecoming

Yolanda was excited, "Well? What did he say? What did you do?"

"I asked him to leave and not come back." Teagan said as she picked up her mail.

"You what?"

"It wouldn't work and I don't want any strings or attachments. I'll tell Gregory when he's older that his Dad didn't know about him."

"Well, if Greg could leave then he's a real ass and doesn't deserve either of you. I don't see how anyone could leave that little baby. He's such a doll with those big blue eyes."

"It's not Greg's fault. He wanted me to come to Princeton and you know I can't. The pressure of everyone's thoughts and the demands of my talent...I can't bear to see any more dead children, dead spouses, dead parents. At least, not yet."

"Teag, Gregory deserves to know his father."

"Maybe, but not right now. His father doesn't really want to be a father. I have to take Gregory in for an exam and a vaccination so I better get going." Teagan put Gregory in his car seat and took off in the truck for Dr. Medina's office.

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Patricia packed while House was in the seminar and left without so much as a goodbye. House had tried, in a roundabout way, to apologize, but she wasn't interested in apologies. In the seminar, House was distracted, unable to focus. He kept seeing the face of his son as he fed him. The look of innocence and the sweet smile made his heart ache just to think of it. But, he couldn't do it. There was no way he could be a father; he didn't know how.

That afternoon Wilson and Jennifer invited House to go for a walk in the Valley. Jennifer could see that House was miserable and was struggling with what he had done. She also knew that Wilson would eventually forgive House, so it might as well be now as later, so she suggested they all take a walk to mend fences.

They pulled into the parking lot near the Yosemite Valley store and walked to the Ansel Adams museum to look at the art in the story and gallery. Wilson bought Jennifer one of the framed photographs and they had it shipped back to Princeton. After they were done, they walked back to the parking lot, passing the offices of Dr. Joseph Medina.

Wilson was asking House where he wanted to eat when House's face registered recognition of someone behind him.

Teagan had been worried all afternoon. She kept feeling House getting closer and closer. She was hoping to get in and out of the doctor's office quickly and out of the Park, but there had been a room full of injured or sick tourists waiting to see Dr. Medina. She was starting to pick up on some of their physical pain and it was bothering her.

I knew he was somewhere close so I decided to make a run for it as fast as possible. I was running to get in the truck and high tail it out of the valley. But as soon as I stepped outside he saw me. Our eyes met and I had to chuckle, we just kept saying goodbye over and over. I also saw Wilson and Jennifer, so I felt obligated to go over and say hello.

Wilson broke the ice, "Can I hold him?"

"Sure." Teagan smiled as she handed Gregory to Wilson.

"What's his name?' Jennifer asked.

"Gregory Scott Furey."

"He's three and a half months old." She said as Wilson took him and held him.

"He's lovely." Jennifer said.

There were pleasantries exchanged and finally Teagan said, "It's good to see you, but I really have to go."

"Oh, can't you join us for dinner?" Wilson asked. He handed Gregory back to his mother. House was quiet, but thinking and staring the whole time at the baby.

Gregory started to scream and cry. Teagan, bouncing him up and down, motioned to the truck, "He wants to be fed. I was hoping to get home before he made his hunger known, but apparently I'm going to have to feed him. Sorry, I've got to run. Bye."

House had said nothing, but when she turned to leave she realized he wasn't going to let her. House had made a decision. She turned back to him and said, "Crap Greg. Please don't do this, let's make it easy on both of us."

Wilson and Jennifer looked at each other with surprise because House hadn't said anything.

"I have to go feed him, please don't follow me." She started to walk and House took off after her, she stopped and he stopped. "Greg, I'm begging you."

They were standing in the middle of the busiest parking lot in all of Yosemite with a screaming baby. She looked at him and could feel it coming, it was if he had let down his guard and she was seeing straight into the vulnerable, insecure heart of Gregory House. "I can't let you and the baby slip out of my life. I love you and I suspect that I'm going to grow pretty fond of the baby."

She ran away to the truck and was trying to get Gregory into his seat when he walked up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. She was sobbing. "Greg, I'm so afraid to let you into our lives. It's not just the geography, it's my fear that you'll realize that being with me...living with a psychic isn't exactly a picnic."

He started laughing, "And you think living with me would be?"

She started laughing too, realizing it was useless to run; she could feel his desperation and overwhelming desire to be with her. She took the screaming Gregory back out of his car seat and climbed up into the cab to nurse him. House got in on the driver's side. Rolling down the window, he sat with her while she fed Gregory. Wilson and Jennifer were staring at them.

"Let me have your keys." House demanded.

She thought he wanted them to turn on the radio so she handed them to him. Instead, he got out and walked back over to Wilson and Jennifer, "We need some time to talk about how we're going to make this work. I'll find a way back to Wawona."

Wilson smiled broadly and patted House on the back. Jennifer nodded yes and the two of them walked off to find dinner. House went back to the truck.

"You took my keys so I couldn't leave, didn't you?" she started to shake her head at him.

"You bet your sweet ass. I'm getting to know you. Do you think you can give me a ride back to Wawona?"

"Not until tomorrow. I need to get back to the cabin. I have a crock pot on at home."

"Ok, sounds fine to me, I'm hungry."

She put the baby in his car seat between them while House started the truck and took off for Aspen Valley. On the way home he started talking.

"Ok, now hear me out. You say you aren't ready to join the real world yet, but you're getting better. What if you come and stay with me for a month every quarter and then we could increase it as you felt comfortable. And I could come out whenever I had vacation. I get four weeks a year starting next year."

"You're pushing me...I don't know." She went quiet. They rode in silence for another twenty minutes and finally she said, "I'll try it, but you have to promise that if it is too much you won't get upset if I cut back on time in Princeton."

"Deal. So, when can you come out?"

"When you get a two bedroom apartment. The baby is going to need his own room, if not now, soon."

"I tell you what, you come out and help me find one."

"When is your lease up?"

"I was on a lease but now it's month to month."

They got back to the cabin and Teagan gave the baby to Greg, "Play with him and I'll dish out the stew."

He yelled out to her, "How do you play with one of these? They don't bounce, stick on dart boards or have keys."

"You show them rattles, touch them, talk to them and swing them."

House started telling Gregory about the importance of picking out the finest Scotch. He was shaking a rattle and Gregory was looking deep into his Daddy's eyes. House was amused with the intensity at which the baby stared at him.

Teagan brought him in the bowl and found House and the baby on the floor playing. House ate his stew while still entertaining the baby. Teagan giggled at the things House was telling his son. "...You know, you want to go with the lubricated ones and you'll probably need extra large if you're like your Dad."

Gregory enjoyed his Dad for another hour but then he started to fuss. "He's hungry and you've worn him out." She picked the baby up and offered her breast to Gregory who latched right on. House was finding the nursing to be a turn on and he smiled suggestively at Teagan.

She sighed, "You are pathetic."

The baby started to fall asleep. Teagan took him to his bedroom and put him down for the night. Walking out to the living room, she started to say something, but House wasn't there. She looked in the bathroom and then the bedroom where she found him undressing.

"Gee, aren't you romantic? Don't I even get a french kiss or a feel up?"

"I could take my time, but how long do you think we have before Gregory wakes up?"

She saw his point and started to take her clothes off. When he was naked he went over and grabbed her and pulled her down onto the bed. As he removed her panties, he stopped in mid-motion, looking down at her naked body. Her breasts were full and her hips wider, making her body even more desirable and sexy.

"Birth control?" He thought he'd ask this time.

"None."

He reached into his pants and got the new rubber in his wallet. She started kissing him from his belly button down the little trail of hair to his genitals. Continuing to use her mouth to pleasure him, he couldn't hold back. Lying back, he pushed his head into his pillow as the excitement rose up. He came quickly in her mouth.

She drank some water and crawled back in bed next to him. "So that's the second blow job you've had in two nights huh?'

"You know, this is when it sucks that you're psychic."

"Who's better in bed?"

That was a no brainer to him, he thought of his favorite sexual encounter of all time, her bouncing on top of him as he held on to her hips.

She could see it clear as day, "Oh, I can give you an encore of that..."

"Not yet. I need a little time, but in the meantime I could do a little french kissing and feeling up so you don't feel neglected.."

"Now that's my boy."

He honored his word. He gave her deep french kisses while fondling her. Her breasts felt different, larger, and he could tell from her flinching that her nipples were tender. He stayed away from the nipples and continued to touch the rest of her body, taking his hand and feeling down her back stroking the cheek of her butt and then around to her inner thigh. He teased her with light touches between her legs. Rolling on his back, he put the rubber on and pulled her up and onto him. She guided him in as he laid back to look up at her. House was amazed at how full her breasts looked and how her nipples were larger and more erect, plump. He liked the changes; they made her look womanly, fertile.

Using her muscles to clamp down, she rode as he humped up in an ever increasing rhythm. He thought she wouldn't be as tight as before, but she was; obviously she had been doing her Kegel exercises. He was amazed at how strong she was and how delicious it felt. Just when the rhythm would get going fast she would stop cold, teasing him. He looked up at her and she heard his thoughts, "you naughty girl' and then he began his own rhythm which she would join. After being taken to the edge and then backing off each time, he finally refused to back off. She took him up until he almost climaxed and stopped, he kept thrusting until they both felt the waves coming. She could feel not just he sensations, but his too. It was overwhelming, causing her to come first. It felt like a dam had burst and the waves went rushing through her body, causing her heart to race and her body fill with tingling and pulsing pleasure. When he saw her face and her body in the middle of the orgasm, he joined her, rising up as she came down, joining her over and over until the waves had been ridden to their end.

When it was over they both collapsed exhausted and happy. He didn't even bother saying it; he knew that she could hear him think it. "Hands down you are the best piece of ass I have ever had."

She smiled at him, "You're getting good at transmitting your thoughts, but remember, to talk to me like this I have to let the gate down and that means everything can get in...anything you say, anything you feel."

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