Married Life

AN: I do not own House. Just figured I'd cover that every chapter or so. Enjoy!

Chapter 15: Sanity is Overrated

Allison: 5 ½ months pregnant. Bailey: 14 months old.

Cameron's POV

"Bailey Chase, don't make me have to tickle you into cleaning up your mess!" I threatened, staring at my son with a fake mean expression. His blue eyes widened and he squealed as he tried to run away. Robert caught him, and said "Oh, Dr. Chase, we have a live one. What do we do with him?", he turned him around and sent him back to me. Robert's leg and arm were still in casts. His arm was in a soft cast now that should be taken off in a week or so. His leg was in a boot, and it made it quiet uncomfortable when we snuggled in bed at night.

I smiled wider, and grabbed Bailey. He scream-laughed in amusement as I tickled him ferociously. Sometimes, after a hard day at work…it felt nice to resort to childhood playtime. Robert would have to agree; he worked part-time in Diagnostics and the Head of Surgery. In surgery, he was simply the attending because he couldn't do many procedures. He felt useless about that, but I reminded him that it was just a few more weeks and he'd be able to get back to his usual schedule. But, when he wasn't working in the office he was either at physical therapy, regular therapy, playing with Bailey or sleeping. Very rarely did we get moments like this with the 3 of us.

3.5 of us, I added as an afterthought when the baby kicked me softly. Bailey's kicks were harder than this, so I imagined that this baby was going to be a little smaller and calmer than our firstborn. Robert said that he wanted to pick out the name of the baby this time, and so he wanted to find out the sex of the baby. I had continually argued that I didn't want to know, but he forced me into going today. That's why instead of being at work, I was at home playing with my baby on my living room floor.

Bailey played a little while longer, until he cleaned up his mess and went to playing with his stuffed bear. His bear's name was Cloudy. Because the bear had a tie that was decorated with clouds and rainbows. It was a gift from Foreman and Thirteen. Bailey had been attached to it as soon as he was able to go 20 minutes without closing his eyes.

I kissed my son's forehead as I scooped him up to put him down for a nap. When he fell asleep, I came back out and saw my husband asleep too. I smirked, and curled up on the couch.

Chase's POV

Oh no…not again. Please, no. Don't…I'm begging you…I have a son…don't….

I saw him, pointing the gun at me. The emotionless expression seemed to be the exact opposite of all that we were feeling. My limbs ached terribly, but I couldn't do anything about them. Blood was running down my face, and I looked at House. He looked like a corpse; all grey and bloodied up. I thought of Allison and prayed that I make it through. I thought I pissed myself at one point, but it was just sweat. That's odd…I didn't sweat that much before…

"Robert? Robert! Honey, please…wake up!" I heard a voice calling out to me. It was tight and strained with concern but I couldn't shake it. I was still in the clinic. She didn't see me like this; I usually woke up before Allie knew what was going on.

Finally I woke, and saw her hovering over me. She had a hand on my forehead, and was trying to comfort me. "It's okay, Robert. It's okay. You're fine. Nothing bad's going to happen to you ever again. I promise." and as I started to sob, she held me and told me everything would be okay.

Cameron's POV

Well, I knew he had nightmares about what had happened but I didn't know it was that severe. I felt guilty for not knowing sooner..I was so busy trying to get back to normal married life but I got lost along the way. Between raising our son, and being pregnant with our second child, I forgot once again my husband.

We put Bailey down about 40 minutes ago, and we had to get him up and changed before we headed to our doctor's office. So, I went in and gently lifted him up. He awoke and snuggled into my shoulder. Bailey looked around confused when I went into the living room. He whimpered 'Dada' and I knew he was looking for Robert.

I changed his diaper, put his overalls back on, and looked for Robert. I found him in the bedroom, changing shirts. He'd sweated through the other one, and didn't want to go to the doctor's appointment looking like a sweaty slob.

We drove there, and got inside the building. "Allison Cameron-Chase, I'm here for my ultrasound with Dr. Lesley Burkle."

After a few minutes, they led us to the back. Dr. Burkle came back, and smiled when she saw all of us. "Wow, I don't think I've seen Bailey since your last ultrasound with him." she laughed, as she put the cold goop on my belly. She showed us all the different body parts. "Now, are you ready to find out the sex of your baby?" I nodded, looking really excited. Robert inched forward, and helped Bailey see.

After a few seconds of looking at what appeared to be nothing, I felt tears flood my eyes. It was a boy. A perfect little boy. I turned to Robert and Bailey, kissing them both. "Bailey bear, you're gonna have a little brother!" exclaimed Robert joyfully.

A little boy. Our little boys. Bailey and…whatever his name will be. Oh man, we hadn't even started looking at names yet. Maybe he'll remember some of the names we considered for Bailey? Hopefully? I don't want my baby to be named anything stupid.

We'll just have to see how it goes, I guess.