Okay here is the next chapter. I took longer than I expected to write it, but anyway, here it is.

I understand why most of you didn't review the last chapter, it was due to a technical problem with the site.

It's a little bit longer than the other chapters.

ENJOY.

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CUDDY'S POV:

He looked down and I couldn't help but notice, a birthmark on his scalp.

The exact same one as House and that's when it hit me.

"You're his father." I stated.

He looked up.

"His real father, biologically, I mean." I added.

"How…?" He asked, not understanding how I knew.

"You have a birthmark on your scalp."

"How does that tell you that I'm his father?" He asked.

"Well House has the same one, in the exact same spot. You look like him too and you've got the same attitude. Guess he got that from you."

"And how did you know?"

"He told me."

Flashback:

2 years ago (end of episode Birthmark, season 5.) :

"You drugged me!" House yelled at me, barging in my office.

"Yes, I did." I told him.

"Why didn't you want to go? I know you don't like him, but he's your father!" I continued.

"He's not my father Cuddy!" he told me.

"You only want to think that, so that you have no reason to like him."

"oh, you don't believe me?"

"No why would I?"

"here." He said handing me a piece of paper that he took out from his pocket.

I took it and was astonished by what I saw.

He wasn't his father.

"You just figured this out now? You couldn't have."

"I didn't, I figured it out when I was 12." He confessed.

"How?!" I asked.

"A `friend`of the family was at a party or something and I noticed that he had a birthmark on his scalp just like mine."

"maybe a coincidence?"

"I don't believe in coincidences Cuddy. I knew that he was my father. And John was out of town when I was conceived."

"Fine, he's not your real father, but he was still married to your mother!"

"I hate him! I don't care if he was married to my mother or not."

"What was so horrible that he did to you? Huh House?"

"He beat me! He made me sleep in the garden in the dog house in the cold, alright! He gave me ice baths, okay? Sometimes I wouldn't eat for days or have anything to drink! Is that enough for you? Or you want more? You want me to tell you the time when he put a gun to my head and shot me in the leg? You remember when my father took me away from you after med school? I didn't tell you the whole story, I was held hostage! I had to steal money by faking a seizure! I was beaten almost to death."He admitted.

I was crying, it was horrible. I had no idea.

I felt terrible.

"House…" I started to say.

"I don't want your pity Cuddy. Just know that I didn't say a thing when I was kidnapped by him, because all I wanted was to see you again. I protected you! He said that if I didn't cooperate he would kill you, okay? I loved you! and I wanted to protect you!"

He said the word love.

"I love you." I blurted out.

"Cuddy…" he started to say.

"I know, we can't be together. But I'll always care for you. I'm sorry about your father."

"Don't be." He told me.

He opened his arms. I went in his embrace.

I wanted to kiss him.

I really did, but I didn't.

In these moments, he was the man I fell in love with.

He stroked my hair.

Before we split from our embrace, he kissed me on the cheek.

His lips pressed against my skin, I could feel his scruff.

I immediately put my hand up to me cheek and caressed it.

"Sorry for being such an ass." He apologized and left.

Present:

"Dr. Cuddy?" Mr. West said, taking me out of my day dreaming.

"Sorry."

"May I see him, please?" He begged.

"Yes, I will allow you to see him. I'll take you to his room."

He thanked me.

"Just one question, so you really aren't sick, are you?" I asked.

" I am sick, I really am."

I nodded.

I got up from my chair, and put my hand on stomach, just like I always do.

He noticed my baby bump.

"Oh you're pregnant. That's wonderful!" He congratulated me.

"Yes, it really is."

"If you don't mind me asking, do you know what you are expecting?" He asked nicely.

"Yes, it is going to be twins." I told him.

"Do you know what gender?" He asked.

"No, I don't know yet, I have another ultrasound planned in 2 days and that's when I'll know."

"So you don't want to keep it a secret then?" he asked.

"No, I don't. I really want to know their sex."

"How far along are you?"

"Almost 5 months, Mr. West."

"Oh please call me M.G which is pronounced M.J."

"Does that stand for something?" I asked him curious.

"Yes it does, it stands for Michael Gregory. But I go by either Mike or M.G. Call me Mike."

"Okay Mike. You know House's name is Gregory." I told him.

"Yes, I know. That's the only thing he got from me." He said to me, looking a little guilty and sad.

"Let's go to his room."

He nodded and followed me out.

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House POV:

I was sleeping.

I was having a nightmare.

It was about John.

I was back in my room and he was yelling and screaming at me.

He was hitting me. We were all alone in my room.

Nobody else was there. Nobody to save me.

Nobody to take away the pain.

He kicked me, first. Then he punched me. Again and again.

I couldn't feel anything in my body. Nothing but pain and hurt.

I wasn't going to get out of there alive.

Another punch.

Another kick.

He got tired after a while so he took off his belt and started to slap me with it.

That was fun to him.

Slap, Slap.

All I could do was screamed and cry. I couldn't defend myself. He was always stronger than me.

LISA POV:

I was walking toward his room when I heard screaming.

"LISA! LISA. PLEASE LISA!!!" He yelled.

I knew it was House.

A few nurses ran into his room.

I ran as fast as I could.

Mike followed.

I arrived to his room, to see him moving around, like crazy.

"LISA!! HELP!" He screamed again.

"Dr. Cuddy should I give him…"

"NO! He's not hallucinating, he's having a nightmare! Don't give him anything, he might go into cardiac arrest for all you know."

She left.

I went by his side. I sat down.

"Please don't hurt her, please if you touch Lisa, I'll kill you, you understand?" he said.

I stoked his hair, trying to calm him down.

"LISA!!" He yelled once more.

"Is this normal?" Mike asked.

Mike. I almost forgot about him.

"Not really, it had happened."

"What's going on?" he asked me.

"He's having a nightmare."

"Go away, leave us alone. Please. KILL ME IF YOU WANT BUT DON'T HURT LISA."

"About what?"

"His father."

"His father?!"

"I mean, not his real father, John."

"Why?"

"He was an abusive father to him, he had done terrible things."

"Why don't wake him up?" He asked.

"He won't wake up, until he knows that it's safe to. He's going to make sure that I'm alright."

"I'll get some ice…" He couldn't even finished his sentence.

"NOOO!" I yelled.

"What?"

"That will only make it worse! When he was younger John made him take ice baths and that haunted him for a long time and still does so I wouldn't recommend it."

"Oh my god. I had no idea…" he said, feeling guilty.

"You couldn't have known. It's not your fault."

"NOOO, not them. Don't touch Lisa or the babies! If you do, I promise that you will pay and I'll hunt you down." He said.

I started crying.

In these moments, I really couldn't have wished for a better husband or a better father for my children.

Mike just looked at me.

He put a hand on my shoulder.

I got up and approached my face to ear.

"Greg, it's alright. I'm fine. Nothing is going to happen. He's dead. Greg, listen."

"NO, LISA!!!"

"I'm here! I'm not going to leave you! okay! He's gone and never coming back. He separated us back then, but he can't know. Come on, greg. I'm fine. We are all going to be fine."

He stopped fidgeting and stopped yelling too.

"You two are together." He stated after every word I said.

"Yes, we are. We're married."

"I'm happy that my son has found someone like you."

"I'm happy that I found your son, Mike. I love him and our children more than anything."

"They're his."

"Yes."

Mike smiled. He was happy.

"Do you know when he's going to wake up?"

"I will." I told him.

No one needs to know how I feel
No one needs to understand
Cause they can't have a hold on us
It's not just any kind of love
I know when something is too sacred to touch

They don't see...
You're right where I want you and I think
You could be...
Something that's more than expected
Why let this go all the way down from here
I'm here.

We both tend to run when we're hurting
We both tend not to forgive and forget
The past can't have a hold on us
For you my heart will give its trust
I don't need as much of you
I just need your love

They don't see...
You're right where I want you and I think
You could be...
Something that's more than expected
Why let this go all the way down from here
I'm...

Here you go again
Doubting yourself
For no good reason
You're listening to someone else

They don't see...
You're right where I want you and I think
You could be...
Something that's more than expected
Why let this go all the way down from here
I'm here.

I almost never sang but I always do for Greg.

He opened his eyes.

I went on his bed and started to cry.

He joined me.

Mike was watching us.

Knowing how much we loved one another.

"I love you Lisa." He said.

"It's alright, I'm here. I love you too Greg."

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