Married Life

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Year One, Part Three: And Then There Were Three

Month 3

Cameron's Point of View

Wow. I'm three months pregnant, already. I haven't begun to show yet, but soon. I had my doctor's appointment yesterday. To check up on the health of the baby, and all the necessary precautions. The baby has a heartbeat, and is the correct size. I love being pregnant already. It gives me a new outlook on life. I woke up yesterday, with a big grin on my face. Want to know why? Because I had a dream about Robert and our baby.

Regardless of the sex, I know our child will love him. I hope they love me. That's my only concern about being a mommy-to-be…whether they'll love me. Robert laughed when I told him that last night, as we were drifting off to sleep. He told me I was being ridiculous. And kissed me goodnight. I went to sleep, and now I'm getting ready for work. I am wearing a lavender shirt, with a pair of khaki pants. I have my hair in a half-up, half-down look. I had to call and tell my parents yesterday. Robert just smiled, as I told them the news. They screamed so loudly, I had to pull the phone away from my ear.

I just need to tell the hospital about the baby. This is going to suck. Because House already feels uncomfortable around Robert and me. Having a baby will make him realize that we are happily married, and things will get even more uncomfortable. I think part of him wonders if I would ever leave Robert for him. And to be completely honest, if it was before I really fell in love with Rob, I might have dumped Rob for House. If he'd ever asked. But, after a few dates with Robert…I fell in love with him. And I realized that I didn't love House as much as I thought I had. I do owe him though, because without him, I never would have met Robert. The love of my life.

I walk into the hospital, Robert holding my hand firmly. I smile lightly at him, as we get closer and closer to Lisa's office. I enter, leaving Robert outside to stand guard. In case House decides to make his usual walk to Cuddy in the morning. He still loves her too, I realize. Boy…House never can change his mind once he's decided to love someone. Lisa sees me, and smiles warmly.

'Come on in, Allison. How may I help you?' she asks. She lets me sit down at one of the chairs in front of her desk. I sit down, and straighten my shirt.

'You seem so proper. What's going on?' she asks, getting more and more alarmed.

I laugh, seeing her distress. 'I'm just pregnant, Lisa. That's all.' I said, trying to make my voice seem at ease.

Lisa's eyes go wide, and she breaks into a huge grin as she runs over and hugs me. I laugh even more, as she presses a hand against my belly. There wasn't much for her to touch, but she began to cry as she said 'Hello, baby Chase!'

Robert had entered her office, at that moment. Lisa looked up, and ran to hug my husband.

'I'm so happy for the both of you!' she exclaimed.

'Lisa, we need to discuss work. Obviously, she can't work with the patients in Diagnostics. Maybe she can just do the deliberating stuff, and the rest of us can work with the patient.' He offered.

Lisa nodded in agreement.

'I like it. Allison, are you okay with it?' she asked, turning to me.

I nodded, placing a hand on my small stomach.

'I'm already this child's mother. Its my duty to protect him or her.' I said, smiling cheerily. 'Someone will have to break the news to House.'

A voice spoke out, 'Someone already did.'

My body froze, but my heart continued to sink down.

I turned, and saw House sitting on Lisa's couch.

'Congratulations. I just wish Mr. And Mrs. Wombat had the gall to tell me directly. Instead I had to eavesdrop.' He said, looking kind of sad. No, was he lying? Was he really upset about the baby?

Chase's Point of View

I know Allison feels guilty about House finding out like this. She wanted him to be told privately. She wanted me to do it. She knows he still loves her. Hell, I know it too. The look on his face alone could have told me that much.

'Well, are we going to go back to work, or do Cuddy and Mrs. Wombat have more hugging and cheering to do?' he asked, as he got up, and limped to the office.

This will be a long day, to say the least.