A/N: Here we are at the last chapter in this story, but never fear, the last installment of the trilogy will be posted tomorrow :) Thanks to everyone who has left comments :) We love you!

Chapter Eight

Thanksgiving was a week away. Ro and Brent arranged to see a marriage counselor and their marriage was much stronger. They continued to spend time with House, Cameron and Wilson but always together. House's relationship with Cameron appeared to flourish. They talked about moving in together and began to look at houses. Ro, however, sensed a change in Cameron that she couldn't quite put her finger on and Cameron wasn't talking. They were still friends but the dynamic shifted slightly after Ro's attempt to seduce House. The two women still worked out every day and usually had lunch together but there was a slight distance that Ro just couldn't bridge.

Wilson invited everyone over to his condo for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. Ro and Brent arrived first and the smell of the food sent Ro racing for the bathroom.

"She's got some kind of weird stomach bug but she won't see a doctor," Brent told Wilson as he handed him a bottle of Macallans.

Wilson took the bottle and set it on the liquor cabinet. "I can give her a quick exam," he said.

Ro came out of the bathroom looking pale and sick. "I think I need a pregnancy test."

Brent's eyes widened. "Really?" he asked trying to hide the excitement in his voice. "I can go down to the twenty-four hour pharmacy and get one."

Ro nodded as she made her way to the couch and laid down.

Once Brent was gone, Wilson brought Ro an ice pack and put it on the back of her neck.

"That help?" he asked.

She nodded. "Any chance you have something to eat besides turkey and the usual fixings?"

"I can make you anything you want," he assured her. "In case it is gastroenteritis, you should stick to clear fluids. Maybe some clear broth and tea?"

Ro nodded and closed her eyes. A few minutes later, the front door banged open and Brent skidded into the room. Ro sat up and looked at him with amusement.

"So, I guess you'd be okay if I am actually pregnant?" she asked.

He nodded and held the bag out to her. "Can you take it now? Oh, and I thought it would be cool to give the baby your maiden name as his or her middle name."

Slowly, she stood and snatched the bag from him. "Oh, hell no!" she said as she made her way to the bathroom. "Come on. I'm not doing this by myself."

While they were in the bathroom, House and Cameron arrived. Cameron carried a pumpkin pie and House gripped a bottle of wine.

"I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it," Wilson commented as he took the pie and wine.

House saw the Macallan, opened it and poured some in a glass. "You got the good stuff," he said before draining the glass and refilling it. He moved to the couch and sat down.

"Brent and Ro brought the good stuff," Wilson informed him as he began to bring platters of food to the table.

"Are they here?" Cameron asked as she helped him.

"Yeah."

When he didn't elaborate, House sipped his drink and turned on the television. He clicked through the channels until he found a football game.

"No questions?" Wilson asked as he carried the turkey to the table.

House squinted at the screen. "Well, since we saw Rohella running down the street clutching a bag from the local pharmacy, my guess is they'll be out of the bathroom soon and we'll know if Roheava is pregnant."

"I am," Ro said as she and Brent entered the room. "I still have to get a doctor to confirm, but the way I feel...I'm pretty certain I am."

Brent grinned. "I got names already, Clemmie. If it's a girl, Novella Virgin Rohella. If it's a boy, Kip Virgin Rohella."

"Seriously, Brent?!" she shouted. "I said no to that middle name. And oh, hell no to those names!"

House craned his neck to look at Ro and Brent. "Virgin for a middle name? Do you want your kid to get the crap beat out of it at recess?"

"It's Clemmie's maiden name," Brent told him.

An evil glint entered House's eyes as he looked at Ro. "Good to know," he said with a smirk.

"Thank you," she groaned. "Thank you so much for giving House even more ammunition to use against me. Isn't it enough I'll have to carry this baby and push him or her out?"

"I want to take family leave and help you," Brent told her.

Ro turned and stared at her husband. "We'll see," she said finally. She looked at Wilson. "Can I have my broth and tea while I lay on the couch?"

"Absolutely."

As Ro passed Cameron, she noted her friend wore a loose fitting top over her jeans. The two women locked eyes and Cameron looked away. Everything fell into place for Ro. Cameron was pregnant, too.

After helping Wilson clean up, Cameron and House headed back to his apartment. Cameron knew she had to tell him he was going to be a father but she was terrified of his response. She knew how he felt about babies. She knew about the abuse he suffered at the hands of John House. She knew that John wasn't his biological father. It wasn't as if she purposely got pregnant. It happened on Pine Island the night of the storm. By the time she confirmed it with her doctor, she was too far along to have an abortion. Somehow she had to break the news to House in a way that didn't make it seem like she was trying to trap him.

House hung his cane on the moulding over the entrance to the apartment and tossed his jacket on a chair. He sat down on the couch and turned on the television. Once he found a football game, he put his feet up and got comfortable. Cameron hung her coat up and went to sit next to him.

"You ever plan to tell me that you're pregnant?" he asked dispassionately.

Cameron stilled as her breath caught in her throat. "Yes."

"What are you? Five months?" he asked as he kept his eyes on the TV.

"Yes."

"So it happened during the storm."

"Yes."

"I take it your pills didn't fail?"

She swallowed. "I ran out and forgot to get a refill. I didn't think we'd end up sleeping together. I got caught up and so did you."

House laughed slightly. "Well, that's all it takes. I hope you don't expect me to marry you."

Cameron bit her lip. "I don't."

"You know the gender?"

"Not yet." She shifted on the couch and tucked her hair behind her ear. "When did you realize I was pregnant?"

"A few weeks ago. You've developed a slight belly bump. I know you're working out so the only other explanation is that you're pregnant. You also haven't left any tampon holders in the trash lately."

"How do you feel about our baby?" she asked softly.

He looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "Not a baby. It's a fetus And it's kinda hard to feel anything for a clump of cells."

Cameron blinked rapidly to keep from crying. She stood up. "I think I'll go home."

"I think that's a good idea," he replied as he changed channels.

She walked around the couch, gathered up her purse and jacket and left, closing the door softly.

It wasn't until House made his way to bed that he saw she left the key to his apartment on the desk. Reaching out, he touched it and then went to his bedroom.

TO BE CONCLUDED...