Married Life

Author's Note: I'm speeding it up again because I don't want to get too bogged down and forget what I'm planning the baby's name to be. J Thanks for continuing to read this. I'm wondering if I should stop after a few chapters from now, and make a sequel. Any suggestions?

Chapter 17: M

Allison: 9 months pregnant. Bailey: 18 ½ months old.

NO POV

Allison slept peacefully in her bed, next to her husband. Robert's soft snores were what lulled her to sleep in the first place. At 9 months pregnant, she was plain 'ole uncomfortable. She'd been sleeping on the couch for the past couple of days but eventually got so lonely and cold out there that she came back into the bed.

Bailey was in his room down the hall, with the noisemaker playing soft lullabys. The soon-to-arrive baby's room was completely decorated. It was painted yellow and had a nice jungle theme. Robert had picked it out, because Allison decided on what Bailey's room would look like. Bailey was excited for his new brother, and asked his mother everyday if it was coming that day. She said no reluctantly. Because she was just as ready to have that baby as Bailey was.

Allison awoke with a start, not really sure what had happened. She turned to Robert who was still fast asleep. His hair was all over the place from sleep and she could only imagine what her own hair looked like. She pushed the covers back, and swung her legs over the edge to get out of bed. When she did, she was met with a sharp pain in her back. She gasped, and almost fell over.

She did knock over the picture frames on her bedside table, making a loud clattering on the hardwood floor. Robert stirred but didn't awaken. He'd been working himself ragged these past few months, ever since the…incident. So any moment to himself was spent sleeping. She went to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror at her reflection. Her blonde hair wasn't as out of place as she had thought. She wet it and twisted it into a loose bun. Then she changed out of her Pjs, and into some maternity jeans and a shirt from some cancer walk she'd done a few years back. She felt another sharp pain, this time in her stomach and back.

She couldn't hold it back anymore, and cried out a loud moan. Robert was finally awaken from his coma-like sleep, and came rushing in.

"What's wrong?" he asked. Allison looked up at him, and said "Well, I'm not a doctor..oh wait, I am..but I believe I'm in labor." she said. Then she felt a gush of water meet her unsocked feet. She looked down, her eyes widening. "And I believe that was my water breaking."

Chase's POV

I blinked my eyes tiredly, then sprung into action. I went to the closet and got the bag that Allison packed months ago. Then got my bag of stuff, and Bailey's. I loaded them into the car, while Allison sat on the bed doing breathing exercises. I went to Bailey's room, and lifted him gently from his crib. He snuggled into me, and I softened from my 'go-go-go' stance for a moment to enjoy a nice moment with my son. Then I heard Allison moan again, and realized that we had to get going.

I brought Bailey into the room, where Allison was changing positions. I recognized one as the, "I do NOT want to have my baby in the bed we conceived him in" stance. Allison looked up at me, her face covered in sweat.

"Robert…I can feel his head coming out." I blanched, and took Bailey out of the room and back into his bed. Then I grabbed my cell phone and called frantically for the hospital and any doctor friends I could possibly get.

"Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, how may I help you?" I basically screamed at her that my wife was having a baby. After a few moments, I hung up and called Thirteen, Lisa and Foreman. I walked in the bedroom to see Allison on her own cell phone.

"House? It's Allison. Well…Robert won't be coming into work tomorrow. Because I'm currently in labor. At home. It just woke me up. Yeah. Yeah. I heard he did. Thanks so much. See you soon."

She looked at me. "Looks like we're having the baby here." she said, calmly. I felt faint, but couldn't risk alarming her. She suddenly hunched over, and screamed into a pillow as to not frighten our child down the hall.

After what seemed like hours, I heard frantic knocking on the door. I yelled that the door was open, and flooded in the whole team. Plus Wilson and Cuddy. Allison smiled tiredly at them, before she moaned in pain again. Wilson went to tend to Bailey who was crying for Allison in his room.

Lisa took her place at the end of the bed, and I stood by Allie's head. House was beside Cuddy, and Thirteen was getting any supplies needed for the birth. Taub was helping Wilson with Bailey and Foreman was nowhere to be found.

I felt a little angry about that, but focused on the matter at hand. Helping my wife deliver our child. She pushed, and pushed and pushed. Finally, a new baby's wailings entered the room. I felt similar to what I had when Bailey was born, but different also. Because now, I knew we could handle anything that parenthood had to offer. We had delivered him in the very room he was created in, and that made it feel just a little more special and intimate. Lisa and House cleaned him off, but didn't cut the umbilical cord because of possible infections from an unsterile environment. Lisa called the ambulance to make sure they were close by. They arrived in minutes after the call, and cut the umbilical cord. They handed him to Allison who was smiling droopily. She hadn't slept much during the last months in her pregnancy plus an exhausting labor. I'd be that tired too. I loved her so much.

Cameron's POV

"So, Rob…what's his name?" I asked, feeling my head drop down a little in fatigue. But, I wasn't going to sleep until I knew his name and had introduced Bailey to him.

Robert smiled warmly at me, as I held him out to Robert for him to hold. My arms were so jittery I was afraid that I'd drop him. He looked at the baby, and grinned.

"His name is Maxwell. Maxwell Gregory Chase. Or Max, for short."

I smiled approvingly, and kissed him tenderly. Maxie…our Maxie…Bailey and Max..

Wilson brought in Bailey, who I immediately held my arms out for. He knew he had to be careful around me because Wilson had probably told him that. "Baby?" he asked in his little voice. I nodded, smiling warmly at him.

"Bailey, this is your brother Max. Max, this is your big brother Bailey." Bailey leaned forward and kissed Max on the forehead. Then lifted his arms out for Robert. Robert lovingly lifted up Bailey, and carried him out of the room. Eventually everyone left but House. House was looking at Max and I together.

"So…did you know Chase was going to do that?" he asked.

"No. He never told me what he planned the baby's name to be. Just told me it'd start with an M. Hence the monkey-jungle theme in his nursery." I laughed, as Max looked up into my eyes.

"Hey, Greg..who do you think he looks like? Chase or me?" I asked honestly.

"I think he looks like you. And Chase. Let's pray the little Wombats don't have his accent."

"Bailey has a little one. I assume that's because Robert read to him a lot when he was in here." I said, gesturing to my stomach.

"Well, Lisa and I are going to cut out of here. Have work in the morning. Tell Chas..Robert that he has the day off the rest of the week."

And with that, he left.