Ahhh I finally updated! It's been what two weeks! Ah well you can't complain, because in the time it took me to update this fic, I updated ATB like 3 times. hehe I am dying from lack of sleep, and I have been so productive this week when it comes to my fics! Anyhow, leave a review okay?

Cuddy awoke wrapped in House's arms. She was laying on her side, and he had one arm wrapped around her waist and on her abdomen. She placed a hand over his and smiled. Things were okay. For the time being their daughter was fine. They were content, and as long as things didn't get any worse, they would be fine. She sighed peacefully and looked at the clock. It was a little past nine. Rachel would be up soon. She reluctantly pulled herself from his embrace and made her way to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, and pulled her hair up into a pony tail before making her way into the kitchen, intent on starting breakfast for everyone.

She pulled out the pancake mix along with chocolate chips, bacon, and eggs. She made a mental note to make some fruit salad in case House's mother wanted something other than pancakes. She set to work, making the pancake batter and pouring some in the pan. As she flipped the first pancake, she felt his arms around her and smiled as he pressed his lips to her jugular.

"Hey." She said turning around to face him. She smiled at his disheveled hair and the lines on his face from his pillow. It was obvious that he'd just woken up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he leaned down and kissed her.

"Go wake up Rachel. I'll make breakfast." She obliged, knowing that his pancakes would be a thousand times better than her own could ever be. She made her way towards Rachel's room, and wasn't surprised to find the little girl awake.

"Hey sunshine." Cuddy said as the little girl reached her arms out to her. She picked up her and smiled when she buried her face into her shoulder.

"Good morning to you too." She said kissing the top of Rachel's head before taking her into the bathroom to brush her teeth. After they finished, they made their way back to the kitchen, where they found House and his mother chatting away about the Yankees.

"Ma, you're nuts. There's no way A-Rod is their MVP. He guy's horrible." He said flipping some pancakes. Cuddy smiled from her spot at the door frame.

"I don't think so Gregory. He's definitely their MVP. What do you think Lisa?"

Cuddy was caught completely off guard. She blushed a bit, feeling like she was an intruder in her own home.

"I think Jeter's their MVP." She replied setting Rachel in her high chair and sitting beside her.

"That's my girl." House smirked as he set a plate of pancakes in front of her.

"You two are too cute." Blythe replied smiling as she helped herself to some coffee. "Which reminds me, have you thought of any names yet?"

"We have." House responded sitting down besides his mother.

"Shayanne Elizabeth." Cuddy said taking a bite of her food. "But as of lately I've been on and off with Shayanne. It just doesn't sound right."

"You can name her whatever you want," House replied, pouring a ridiculous amount of syrup over his pancakes. "As long as her middle name is Elizabeth."

"Obviously. I could name her after a third country for all you care as long as her middle name was chosen by you." She teased.

"So what other name do you have in mind?" Blythe asked curiously.

"I like Katherine. It fits better. Katherine Elizabeth House."

"Cuddy – House." House corrected.

"Cuddy – House." Cuddy repeated.

"You two are so in sync. It's amazing how perfect you are for each other."

"Thank you." Cuddy replied blushing.

House could feel his lips turning up into a smile as he watched Cuddy blush from across the table at his mother's comment. It was true. As dysfunctional as he and Cuddy were, they were perfect for each other. She was honestly the only person who could could bring out a completely different side of him. When he was with her he was happy. He wasn't as bitter as he was before they'd gotten together. Their life might not be perfect, but whatever they went through, they went through it together. He felt her reach across the table and take his hand in hers. It amazed him how she could do things like that in the exact moment he was thinking about their relationship.

"Come on then Cuddles. Get dressed so we can show Ma the new house."

"Take Rachel and dress her for me please?"

"Sure."

House stood and walked around the table, picking Rachel up from her high chair.

"Hi daddy!" She squeaked patting his face.

"Hey twerp." He responded rubbing his scruffy cheek against her neck. He smiled as she giggled.

"Greg?"

"Hm?"

"Can I help you dress her?"

"Sure."

He led her into Rachel's room, and watched her as she walked around the room.

"You're going to be a great father Gregory.."

"You don't know that.."

"I do. I see how you are with Rachel. You treat her like she's your own."

"She is mine." House said as he changed Rachel out of her pajamas and into some clothes.

"That is exactly what I am talking about. You love that little girl and her mother. You've changed a lot in the past few years, and I know it was all for Lisa. I knew she was in love with you the moment I met her. It took you a while to realize it, but in the end you found each other. I'm so proud of you." Blythe walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thanks." He replied picking Rachel back up.

The drive to the new house took a little over forty- five minutes. House kept an eye on Rachel as Cuddy showed his mother around. It was almost ninety degrees outside, and he wasn't surprised Cuddy walked over too him, her face shining with sweat.

"Can we go now? I feel faint..."

"Of course you do, it's hot as hell and you're six months pregnant. Get in the car, there's a half frozen water bottle in the cup holder."

"I love you, you know that right?"

"Of course I do." He replied pressing his lips to her forehead. "Now go. I'll go find my mom."

He watched her walk off, before calling Rachel over to him and taking her hand.

"It's a nice house.." Blythe said when they reached her. "I like it. It's perfect for you both. Private, enough space."

"It's her dream home."

"I can tell. Where is Lisa anyway?"

"In the car. It's too hot for her, she isn't feeling well."

"Oh. I guess we should go then."

On the way home they stopped by a small deli for a late lunch. By the time they made it home, it was almost five.

"I'm going to bed." Cuddy said the second they entered the house.

"You still feel faint?"

"No, after we stopped at the deli it went away. My lower back hurts. It's killing me."

"I'll bring you some Tylenol. Go."

"You take good care of her." Blythe said as she watched him.

"If it weren't for her, I wouldn't even be alive."

Cuddy laid on her side, her lower back aching. After a few minutes she heard the bedroom door open and House handed her a glass of water and a Tylenol tablet.

"Thank you." She murmured as she sat up to take the pill.

"Where does it hurt?"

"The small of my back." She groaned as she felt a stabbing pain in her lower back.

"Turn your back to me."

She did so and winced. She felt him pull up her blouse and shivered at his touch. He applied some slight pressure to her lower back and she was relieved when the pain lessened.

"How did you do that?"

"Years of getting massages from hookers." He teased, patting her ass.

She rolled her eyes and smiled, happy to have him.

Oh yeah another reason to leave a review, I changed the baby's name after you all nagged about how you hated Shayanne. :P