Ch 13: The Product of Madness
Cuddy looked down at the tiny boy in her arms and couldn't remember ever being happier. House was at her side with Rachel on his lap and Wilson was getting pictures of the new family. Of course she and House weren't married, but she knew he was as committed to her as a married man would be. She couldn't stop grinning and was sure that she would look completely crazy happy in her photos, but she didn't care. Wilson took photo after photo and finally she was left alone with her children and the man she loved.
"That was the scariest thing that has ever happened to me," House admitted gruffly after several moments of silence.
"I have to say the same thing…except for when you got shot."
"I'm tough…and wasn't pregnant," he pointed out.
"Really?" She didn't tease him too much, though as she knew it was hard for him to talk about what he was feeling.
"Look, I don't have a ring, but I want you to marry me, Cuddy. You're going to need some kind of protection."
"You only want to marry me to protect me?" she asked, a bit miffed.
"No…I want to marry you, though."
"Fine. I'll marry you, but you'd better not gloat about it," she said, knowing full well that he would. He only responded by kissing her hand.
THE END