Me: Hey everyone! Yesterday was Cinco de Mayo so in honor of that (as well as in honor of my friends b-day) I'm posting/typing up as much as I can
Cal: Well…I don't have anything smart to say about that…
Me: Hahaha well anyway to my great dismay I still do not own LTM, House or any of it's characters. Enjoy!
About a month passed and after another satisfactory night Cal went downstairs clad only in a pair of boxer-briefs he had hastily put on. There was an envelope on the floor, where the mail always fell, that caught Cal's eye. It was from House. Cal opened it and started to read:
Dear Cal,
It's been a little over a month and I'm guessing you've been leading a rather active nightlife. Anyway Gillian has probably been throwing up, if she hasn't then she will be soon.
Just then Cal heard Gillian rush to the bathroom.
This is because she's pregnant Cal. Before you think I'm joking let me explain. The night we went out for drinks I had Chase perform surgery. Her condition was curable so I had Chase cure her. I know I was a real ass and that I betrayed you by sleeping with Zoë, but I hope that you'll come to forgive me because quite frankly you're a good friend and a great drinking partner. I'm sorry for what I did and I was hoping you'd bring the little one over to meet me.
Goodbye Cal, I hope to see you again and hopefully not because of the FBI,
Gregory House
Cal stood there, frozen to the ground. After a few more minutes Cal came back to reality and rushed upstairs.
"Gillian, luv, I think you're pregnant."
"That's not funny Cal. You know I can't have kids."
Cal gave her the letter and she read it. When she finished she looked up at him, tears in her eyes.
"Let's get you to a doctor and confirm it, alright luv?"
Gillian nodded then got some clothes on, Cal did the same then they rushed to the doctor's office.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"No but we need to see Dr. Tory, it's urgent."
The woman looked at Cal then Gillian.
"Since we don't have anyone scheduled for a while I'll get you in."
"Thank you."
A few minutes later they were admitted to an examination room where Dr. Tory sat there, waiting for them.
"Ah, good morning Cal and Gillian, what can I do for you?"
"I need you to check to see if Gillian is pregnant."
"What? I'm sorry Cal I don't think that's possible. According to her medical records she can't have kids."
"I know what her records say, just test her please."
"You know you could've just gotten a pregnancy test from the drug store."
"I know I just want to be sure."
"Alright, I have to draw blood."
"That's fine."
Dr. Tory took her blood then left. A while later he came back, a look of disbelief on his face.
"She's pregnant, a month and a half."
Gillian's jaw dropped and she hugged Cal.
"Now I'd like to run a few more tests and we'll have to get you an OB/GYN but I think you're looking good."
An hour later Cal and Gillian went home. The first thing Cal did was grab the phone and call Emily.
"Hello?"
"Hey Em it's me."
"Oh hey dad."
"Uh, Em, Gillian's pregnant."
There as silence on the other line.
"Em?"
"Oh. My. God! I'm going to have a little baby brother or sister!"
"Yup."
"I'm sp happy I don't know what to do with myself."
Cal laughed.
"Alright Em, I got to go ok, I'll see you later. Bye luv."
"Bye dad."
Cal hung up the phone then dialed a different number.
"Hello Princeton Hospital, how may I help you?"
"Get me Dr. House. I don't care what he's doing, just get him on the phone."
A few minutes later House picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Greg you sneaky little devil!"
"Cal! So did you like your little present?"
"Greg I luv it. I'm planning on visiting New Jersey in about 2 years time. So don't get yourself fired or into any trouble otherwise I'm going to kick your ass."
"I'll do my best Cal, until then take care of yourself and your new kid."
7 ½ months later on December 12, the snowiest day of the year, Gillian gave birth to perfect, healthy baby boy. A little over a year later Cal, Gillian and Jr (as they'd all taken to calling him) were all on a plane to New Jersey. At first Gillian was worried that Jr was going to be scared of the plane, but it turned out that he loved the plane.
It was early in the morning and House was in the lobby arguing with Cuddy about doing clinic hours, which he loathed. When a small, toddler with sandy brown hair and hazel eyes crashed into his good leg.
"What the…"
"The hazel eyed child looked up at House with his big eyes then threw his arms up.
"Uncle Greg, UP!"
House looked around and saw Cal and Gillian walking towards him. House started to wipe the tears in his eyes (the whole 'Uncle Greg thing had gotten to him.)
"Uncle Greg might have a hard time doing that, here let daddy help."
Cal smiled as he picked up Jr and gave him to House who sat down on a nearby chair.
"What's his name?"
"Michael Gregory Lightman, although we've taken to calling him Jr."
"Gregory?"
Cal looked at House and he swore that if there was an expression for gratitude the expression on House's face would be it.
"Without whom he would be impossible."
A/N: Soooooo what did you think eh? Did you like it? Did you hate it (I hope you didn't hate it) well whichever plz review! Reviews are what keep us authors going and they help us get other chappies and stories out there faster ;) Well this is my last chappie for this story thanks for reading and sticking with me Adios for now!