Married Life

Author's Note: I am SO sorry! I've been so busy with school and finals. But now it's summer, and I have plenty of time to write seeing as I'm still getting up early to watch my favorite show. (Angel, for those who are curious souls like myself) I'm trying to update all my stories, but it'll take some time. I hope you all are still interested in my little story. Thanks!

Chapter 11: Babysitting!

Bailey, 10 months.

Allison's POV

I've been back at work for some time now. Bailey loves day-care, and loves the days that I take him into the office with me. I'm allowed when all I'm doing is filing in House's office. Like today, for instance. When I woke up this morning, I kissed my husband and smiled happily. "Bailey-bear gets to come to work today!" I said, jumping up and down. I loved being Mommy at work; gave me an excuse to be completely in love with something other than my job.

Robert just laughed, and turned over to sleep some more. I went to Bailey's room, and kissed him as he reached out for me. House and Cuddy had been so…relaxed once they'd come back to work. Well, House came back immediately but Cuddy waited a bit. I was so happy for them. And their daughters were completely adorable. Rachel doted on her little sister Audrey and House was a changed man. Just about. He still liked toying with people, but he didn't mess with Wilson about the cancer patients anymore, and he didn't mess with me about my mothering habits anymore.

I dressed him up in a light blue shirt, and teddy-bear overalls. Then, I put some white sneakers on his feet that matched his outfit perfectly. I then left him with Robert while I got ready. I changed into a nice dress, and brushed my hair. Then, I cared for Bailey while Rob got dressed. He was wearing that nice black striped button-up. The one he wore the night Bailey was conceived. I smiled flirtingly, and looked at my watch.

"Robert, come on. We're gonna be late!" I said, smiling as he rolled his eyes. I went out to our car, and loaded up Bailey. "Don't forget the diaper bag, and his toy bag!" I called into the house.

When we finally made it to the hospital, we walked to the office and I set Bailey in the bouncy chair, where he bounced happily. "I have to go to the OR, I have a surgery scheduled." I frowned, and stood to kiss him. We kissed, and he kissed Bailey quickly. I went to work, while Bailey continued playing. I looked up, and around. Making sure Robert was in surgery or at least scrubbing up already, I went to the bathroom after checking with Wilson if he'd watch him while I took care of business.

I went to the bathroom, and pulled out a little box. A few minutes later, I looked at the results. A smile came over my face, and I ran back to the office. Wilson was on the floor, playing some strange game with my son. I laughed, when he made a strange voice. He turned, and blushed. "Sorry…when my brother's…I would do this….well…" I shook my head, totally understanding. I'd been caught in Mommy mode before. Foreman still called me 'Mommy' and he called Robert 'Daddy.'

I walked in, and sat down on the floor next to them. Bailey crawled to me, and sat in my lap. "Ma-Ma!" with a drooly grin. My Bailey. I smiled warmly, a smile I really hadn't know that much. Until I got married, and gave birth to my son. When I wasn't paying attention, House had snuck in. I was too busy hugging and tickling Bailey until I heard this. "Well, Mommy can work and play! Amazing!" I looked up, and grinned when I saw him with Audrey. "Hi Audrey girl!" I cooed, standing up, swinging Bailey expertly on my hip. I kissed her forehead, and she smiled adoringly at House. Audrey was only a couple of months old, but already she had House in the palm of her little hand. His first child; he was naturally amazed with almost everything she did.

When you saw House and Audrey together, you forgot about what an asshole he was when she wasn't around. I assumed when you saw Bailey and I together, you forgot what an obsessive-compulsive, worrying bitch I was. Until you saw me fuss over him. But, I'm his mother, I have legal and biological rights to fuss over him.

"Chase just got out of surgery, he should be heading up soon." said Thirteen, as she glided in. I smiled, and turned to Audrey. "Audrey girl, you and Bailey-bear are going to be great friends!" House groaned and rolled his eyes. "Bailey-bear?" I smiled smugly. "I can't take credit, my wonderful husband coined the name the moment he was born." Right as I said 'husband', the wonderful man in question started rounding the corner. When I saw him, I went weak at the knees. His hair, forever seeming plastered in his face, gave him a boyish charm that no one could duplicate. His eyes, so clear, they reflected almost every emotion even if he tried his hardest to hide them. Our son looked almost identical to him. He had the eyes, and the facial structure. But the hair color was all me. It was a dark reddish-brown color that curled ever so slightly. He also had my dimpled cheeks.

"Hi honey, we were just talking about how adorable our son is in comparison to Audrey." I said, laughing a little as House demanded a recant of my insult. Not that Audrey wasn't precious…she just wasn't my child. Speaking of my child, my other child…the unknown one decided to make me queasy. I paled, and sat down on the couch. Robert grabbed Bailey, and kneeled down next to me. "Allison, are you alright?" I nodded, and swallowed the gross acid threatening to come up my throat and onto the floor. Out of respect for my peers and the custodial staff, I quickly jogged to the nearest washroom and was sick. When I came out, they were all waiting on me. "Allison…?" asked Robert, a slight hint of irritation and agrivation in his Australian voice.

"Rob…honey, trust me..it's nothing serious."

"She's just pregnant." said House, with that all-too familiar knowing look. It was accompanied by the thing I liked to call the asshole smirk. Robert looked at him, then back at me. "What?"