Hi everyone! I dunno if any of you follow me on twitter, but I tweeted that if you guys got this to 60 reviews, I would up date with two chapters. Of course, I feel bad now that the hour is up, so I'm going to give you guys ONE of the two chapters. Here's the catch though, chapter 6 is already done and ready to post. SO If you guys can get the reviews up to 65, I'll post chapter 6 before Monday. Enjoy and don't forget to leave a review! ;D

April 6, 2010 (13 Weeks)

"Good morning sunshine." House said coolly as Cuddy got into his car bearing an unhappy expression. He leaned in for his usual good morning kiss, and she turned her head in the other direction.

"Not today House."

"Aw but mom!" He whined leaning in again.

"Seriously. Stop it." She snapped.

"Somebody's moody.."

"I don't feel well. I'm dizzy and my chest hurts. Just shut up and drive." She closed her eyes and laid her head back against the seat. It was true, she felt like crap. The only reason she was going into work was because of a board meeting.

"If you don't feel well, why are you going to work?"

"I've got a meeting at noon."

"You should get yourself checked."

"After that damn meeting, I'm going straight home."

House sat in his office, twirling his cane. After several minutes of staring into space, he contemplated on what to do. Deciding that it had been a while since he had last seen his best friend, he decided to go visit him.

"Honey I'm home!" He announced as he barged into Wilson's office, unannounced as usual.

"What do you want House?" Wilson asked without looking up from the book he was reading.

"What? I can't come and visit my best friend?" House whined.

"Not without a catch. What do you want?" Wilson retorted, raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing. I'm bored. I thought we should talk."

"Hm. Actually, I was just about to grab a bite to eat."

"Great. I'll join you."

They walked down into the cafeteria, which was surprisingly packed.

"By now you owe me over two grand from buying your lunches."

"I'll pay you back eventually." House teased, watching Wilson roll his eyes.

"How things with you and Cuddy?"

"Awesome. How are things with you and Sam?"

"Do you really care?" Wilson asked, knowing the answer before it even left House's mouth.

"No. She doesn't like Jews remember?"

"She likes me. And things are fine."

"Hm. Watch any good porn lately?"

House smirked as Wilson chocked on his on sandwich. Porn was such a touchy subject with Wilson. House knew he had a secret stash of them in his closet, having stumbled upon them one day during the brief period they lived together.

"I'm not you House. I don't spend my free time watching online porn."

"You didn't my question. Cuddy watches porn. Come Jimmy, admit it." House teased as he watched

"Of course not. I don't watch porn!"

"Sure you don't. And I don't spend my free time watching online porn. I spend it having sex with Cuddles."

"I did not need to know that."

"Oh well now you do. What time is it anyway?" House asked looking around for a clock on the wall.

"One – thirty."

"Great. Cuddles is probably out of her meeting by now. I should go bother her instead."

"Yes, please, leave me alone."

House limped into Cuddy's office as he normally did, surprised to find it empty. At least he thought it was empty. He looked around and found her sleeping on the couch.

"Oh Cuddles! I'm here to take you home!" He said nudging her.

"Cuddy?" He asked nudging her again. Nothing. "Cuddy!" He checked her pulse. It was faster than average. He nudged her once more before finally calling for help.

"She passed out." said one of the nurses as House sat beside Cuddy, who was now laying in a hospital bed. "We want to keep her for observation for a day or two though since you said she mentioned chest pains earlier. The increased pulse is normal during pregnancy. You should know that being a doctor and all." She smirked writing something down on the chart.

The nurse walked out. House scoffed. Leave it to the nurses be bitchy at the worst of times.

House took out his gameboy and started where he last left off in the game.

"What the…?"

House paused the game and looked up.

"Look who's finally up."

"Why am I in a hospital bed… with and IV in my arm…?" Cuddy asked confused as to why she was there was an IV sticking in the crook of her elbow.

"You passed out and your heart rate was increased."

"I see.."

"Press the nurse's button, she said to page her when you woke up. Apparently the hospital's OBGYN wants to talk to us.."

Cuddy pressed the button and a few minutes later, a tall slender woman in her early fifties entered.

"Hello Dr. Cuddy. How're you feeling?" She asked walking over and taking her pulse.

"Hello Dr. Robertson. I'm fine.." Cuddy responded. Dr. Robertson was PPTH's OBGYN. Cuddy had hired her right around the time she had hired House, and had quickly regretted it. Robertson had to be the biggest bitch Cuddy had ever met. She was almost as demanding as House, and although not as blunt as he was, she could give him a run for his money.

"That's great. Now I bet you're wondering why I need to speak to you.. I have a few things to discuss with you.."

"Oh my god." Cuddy thought, fearing the worst.

"I had a miscarriage didn't I?" She responded, trying her best not to have a panic attack. She couldn't have had a miscarriage, she had only fainted. The odds of her suffering a miscarriage were astronomical.

"No, no. Your baby is fine." Robertson responded nonchalantly.

"Can you just get to the point before you cause her to miscarriage?" House angrily commented, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Calm down Cuddy. You're fine.."

Cuddy took a deep breath, trying to steady her breathing.

"As I was saying, due to your age, you're at a higher risk for a complicated pregnancy. Which means," she said looking at House. " That your stress levels need to stay very low."

"If her stress levels need to stay low, why are you antagonizing her?"

"House..." Cuddy warned, surprised at such behavior. House had never been so protective of her. She'd never seen him stand up for her. "Are you saying that I need to stop working? I can't stop working.. This hospital needs me." She continued.

"Oh no. You can continue to work, just don't let yourself get too over stressed. I'd like to keep you in for observation for a day or two in case your heart rate does speed up again for no reason."

"I.. That's fine.. Thank you." Cuddy said Robertson nodded and exited the room. She closed her eyes and sighed, resting her head against her pillow.

"So who's going to watch Rachel while you're here?"

"Oh crap. You're right.. Could you…?"

"Nope." House replied.

"Why not? Rachel loves you." Cuddy demanded. She hated the fact that just a few minutes ago he was defending her and now here he was, pissing her off by denying a simple favor. He always had the ruin the moment.

"You really want to spend the night alone?"

"I'm not spending the night alone. I employed everyone in this hospital, I won't be alone."

"Fine. I'm still not watching her."

"Stop being such an ass. Spend more time with her."

"No. Just call your nanny and tell her –"

"Just forget it. I'll ask Wilson to do it. Just get out, you're making my BP rise."

She watched as House exited her room. She was fuming. How was he going to prepare himself for fatherhood if he couldn't agree to spend the night watching Rachel? How was he ever going to become a good father? She sighed once more, defeated, before reaching for the remote to the television, once again disappointed in the man she loved.