As promised, if you got to 65 reviews, I would update again, so here it is. Don't expect me to update for another week though. t's a lot of dialogue, but I think you'll like it. Especially the ending. Don't forget to leave a review! Who knows... If it hits over 75, I might be inspired to write chapter 7. ;D

"She told you not to stress Cuddy out and the first thing you do when she walks out of the room is piss her off? What the hell is wrong with you?" Wilson asked, as House finished recounting what had just happened.

"I don't know. I didn't mean to." House sighed.

"Why don't you want to babysit Rachel anyway?"

"I just don't. Babysitting is not my thing. Did she mention anything when you went in there?"

"Of course she did. We tell each other everything. She's pretty upset."

"Great." House sat quietly. Why did he always hurt the only people who wanted anything to do with him? The only people he cared about. He needed be capable of spending time with Rachel if he wanted his relationship with Cuddy to ultimately work out in the end. He knew that if he didn't step up to the plate with Rachel soon, that Cuddy would surely end things.

"I need her in my life..." He thought to himself. After everything she had done for him, everything he put her through, all he did was disappoint her over and over again.

"Go apologize, Sam and I will babysit."

House checked his watch. It was three o'clock. He still had two hours of work left. He could either avoid seeing Cuddy until after he clocked out, or clock out now and go apologize. Choosing the first option he pressed the elevator button going down and waited.

"House!"

He looked up to see Chase standing in the elevator.

"Oh great..Prince charming. The last thing I needed." He mumbled, stepping in and pressing the first floor button.

"I had no idea that you and Cuddy were expecting."

"Yeah… It's a secret.. But I guess the cat's out of the bag since she's been admitted."

"Yeah. I was just visiting her. Congrats by the way." Chase said patting him on the shoulder.

"Thanks.." House said relieved when the elevator dinged and the doors opened and he was free to go. It's not that he had a problem with Chase, he just wasn't in the mood to interact with anyone.

"House!" He moaned, turning around to see who had called him."What Jew?" he asked Taub who was walking towards him.

"I need some time off –"

"Take it."

"I haven't even said how long."

"Don't care. Take it."

"Uh thanks?"

House nodded and stepped into his office as Taub walked away. He limped towards his desk. There was a post-it placed on his calendar, from Cuddy. He sighed, turned, and made his way back to her room.

House entered the room quietly, looking down at his feet as he stood by the door. Cuddy noticed this and made a mental not of it before calling out to him. The last few hours on her own had really got her thinking.

"House?"

He looked up, and Cuddy motioned for him to come towards her.

"I'm scared." She whispered. She knew House wouldn't know how to deal with her at the moment. She didn't care. She needed to be in the comfort of his arms.

"There's nothing to be scared about. We're going to be fine." He responded sitting on the edge of the bed and placing a reassuring hand on her leg.

"I- it's not that.. What if..what if I love this baby more than I love Rachel? What if I resent Rachel for not being mine? What if I play favorites? What if I -" She was about to have a break down and she knew it. The questions had been eating at her since the moment she found out she was pregnant.

"Lisa.. Calm down before your blood pressure rises. Take a deep breath, before you hyperventilate."

He ran a hand through her hair as she tried her best to calm herself.

"Listen to me. We'll be fine. You're not going to play favorites. You're going to love both of our girls equally."

Cuddy looked up at him, realizing that he had just claimed Rachel as his own, exactly what she had been waiting for. After all this time, House was finally stepping up.

"Did you just call them our girls? Does that mean that you're finally.."

"I thought about it. If you want to, you can tell Rachel to call me 'dad'."

"Of course I do. Whether or not we work out , you're still going to be in her life."

"Why do you have to talk like that. If we don't work out in the end."

House said, his tone rising. "Don't worry about the future. Worry about the present. It's my job to be the negative one in this relationship, remember?"

"Why the hell are you getting angry?" Cuddy was taken aback by his sudden reaction.

"I didn't mean it in a bad way House. Stop over analyzing everything, that's my job." She smiled. "Oh and Robertson called Montgomery.. I've got another appointment on Friday."

"Cool story bro."

Cuddy scoffed. "Seriously? You're so immature –"

"Oh shut up, ma. I'll be here." House placed a hand on her face and kissed her gently.

Cuddy felt the blood rush to her cheeks as he pulled away, biting her lip.

"All this tenderness is so unlike you." She whispered.

"Yeah? Well don't get used to it. I'm going to try to keep you happy for the next six months." He teased. "Do you need anything, baby?"

"Oh god no. Don't ever call me that again." She laughed. "I could use something to eat though. A salad or something.."

"God, your pregnant and you want to eat salad? WHY?"

"Because I don't want to look like a whale in six months?"

"You're going to look like one anyway. Salad isn't going to help after a few months.."

"Just get me the salad and a diet coke." She glared. So what if she wanted to keep a healthy diet during her pregnancy? She wanted to ensure that at the end of the nine months she still had a somewhat decent figure.

"Chicken salad and a normal coke it is! And a cookie. Yeah I'll get you a cookie too!" Cuddy rolled her eyes.

House limped out of the room and made his way to the cafeteria.

"I hear that Dr. Cuddy's been admitted." said the cashier as House handed her a twenty.

"Yeah.."

"Tell her I said to get well soon."

"You got it." House responded taking his change and heading back towards Cuddy's room. He opened the door with his cane and put the containers on the rolling table.

"That was quick." Cuddy responded as he passed her the container with her dinner in it.

"It's five o'clock. The cafeteria's empty." He sat on the recliner next to the bed. "Oh and the cashier says get well soon."

"Oh Amy? That was nice of her. She's only worked here for a few weeks."

"Hm.."

They ate their meals in a peaceful, yet awkward silence.

"Visiting hours are almost over.." House said after several minutes.

"Oh.."

"I could stay with you if you want…"

"That'd be … nice."

"Knock, knock." said Wilson as he appeared at the door. "How're you feeling Cuddy?"

"I'm feeling a lot better. Thanks for asking."

"That's great. I just stopped by to check in. I'm off to go babysit for you."

"You have no idea how grateful I am. I owe you." She responded glaring at House.

"Don't look at me like that. You and I both know you'd rather have me here with you rather than babysitting Rachel."

"Well, don't let me interrupt your little evening alone. I'll pass by again in the morning. Feel better Lisa." Wilson said as he hugged Cuddy and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. "Bye House."

"So now what?" House asked as he took turned his gameboy on.

"We can either talk, or you can kiss me."

"Talking it is, so what's on your mind Cuddles?"

"House!"

"Ugh fine." House whined playfully as he leaned forward and kissed her.

"I love you."

"I love you too sweet cheeks. And by cheeks you know what I mean." He winked.

Cuddy laughed taking his hand. "But seriously though, what's on your mind Cuddles?"

"Nothing, besides how tired I am."

House looked at his watch. Nine o'clock. It had been a long and tiring day for him too, although he would never admit it.

"Then go to sleep. I'm pretty wiped out myself."

"Where are you going to sleep?"

"Right here. Where else would I sleep?"

"You could sleep here with me.."

"What? No, there's not enough space for two on that thing."

"What are you talking about? There's enough space for you, me, and Rachel. Please? Just for tonight.."

House sighed. He couldn't say no to her, no matter what she was asking. He made his way across the room and closed the shades. As he made his way back he turned off the light. He sat down on the bed, placed his cane besides it and kicked off his shoes before laying down and wrapping his arms around her waist, so that they fit perfectly together. She turned her head to look at him and he studied her features.
"Damn, she's gorgeous." He thought as she placed her hand over his, rubbing her thumb against the back of his hand.

"Shayanne" Cuddy said whispered quietly.

"What?" House asked confused.

"I like the name Shayanne." She responded, turning so that they were facing each other.

"Oh."

"Have you thought of any names?"

"Elizabeth." House mumbled closing his eyes, before feeling Cuddy nestle up against him, resting her head right over his heart.

"Shayanne Elizabeth House... I like the sound of that."