Chapter 30

House spent pretty much the whole day Cuddy's hospital room then took Emily and limped to his office. The baby was asleep before they got there and House sighed. He hoped Cuddy could get released soon. Taking care of a baby all by yourself was tough especially if you're living in your office in a hospital, and had a bum leg. House got to his office and lay down, popped a couple of Vicodin, and drifted off to sleep.

When he woke up he had a feeling of dread, like he knew the day was going to be a horrible day. He stayed in his office until the ducklings came in to discuss the patient of the week, which he happily joined in. He needed something to take his mind off things and a case certainly took the cake. Unfortunately, it wasn't as complicated as they thought, and House was disappointed. Then, Chase spilled coffee on House's new trainers and Emily cried and cried, she was in a horrible mood and wouldn't let House put her down. House sat in his office for over an hour with a cranky baby on his arm, stained shoes, a sore leg, and a frightening mood. When the angelic voice called out to him, he could have dropped dead right there.

"Greg? Is this a bad time?" House's blood ran cold and his whole body was immediately rigid. His mouth opened slightly in horror as he recognized the voice calling his name. He turned around and his worst fears had been confirmed. Why had he gotten up this morning?

House watched as his mother examined the baby currently wailing in House's arms. He rocked Emily and prayed to god that she would stop crying soon. He knew he was in trouble. How do you tell your mother you neglected to mention you have a three month old kid?

"No mom, what are you doing here?" House asked completely unaware of the reason for his mother's visit.

"I came to see you Greg, is that a patient?" House knew this was the million dollar question. He didn't want to answer.

"Well, this is a…nice…surprise." House didn't want to hurt his mother's feelings, but he didn't want her around right now either. Especially if his father was here too.

"Is dad here?" His mother had been just about to answer when he cut her off.

"No son, I'm afraid he couldn't make it." House's small smile made his mother scowl.

"Greg, whose baby is that?" Blythe refused to let it go. She had never in her life seen her son hold a baby much less hold it and try to calm it. House's next sentence had never even been a possibility for her.

"She's my daughter mom" Blythe gasped and promptly fainted. House just stared at a loss for words.

…

House set the baby in her carrier and went to his mom's side. Wilson chose this particular time to walk in. When he saw Blythe he mouthed the word "shit" before hurrying in to help House get her off the floor.

"You didn't say your mother was coming" he answered as he helped the unconscious Blythe up and into a chair.

"Well, I didn't know myself. I figured YOU had called her" House was angry and decided to let it all out while his mother couldn't hear.

"Nope, wasn't me, as much as I think you could use some help right now, I wouldn't risk my life by inviting your parents AGAIN against your will" he answered sincerely.

"Well, if you didn't call her, who did?" he asked heatedly.

"No idea" Together, they pondered the idea until Blythe began to stir.

House went back to the carrier and grabbed and Emily. Wilson sat by Blythe and asked her if she was alright.

"Are you sure you're ok Mrs. House?" he asked.

"Quite. Greg!" Blythe turned to her son who had been holding Emily trying to be unnoticed. He of course failed miserably.

"Yes" He turned to his mother who was giving him a furious look.

"Look mom, I wanted to tell you but…"

"GREGORY HOUSE! I AM YOUR MOTHER! I RAISED YOU I DID EVERYTHING I COULD FOR YOU AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN HAVE THE DECENCY TO TELL ME YOU'RE A FATHER?" House winced as his mother shouted at him and Emily began to wail. House hoped that Emily's crying would stop his mother's shouts.

"Mom, look why don't you take her" House limped over fast and handed the baby to his mother. His plan succeeded. Blythe's face immediately held a surprised look as she gasped.

"Oh my god! You're beautiful! Oh what a gorgeous granddaughter I have" House smirked at Wilson whose mouth had shaped a surprised "O". Blythe of course caught him.

"Don't you smirk Greg I'm not finished with you." Blythe continued to fawn over the baby and House sat down. He never took pills in front of his mother but the headache that had suddenly overcome him was too much to bear. Wilson watched him in silence. House was just glad Emily's wailing had ceased.

"Well, I think you owe me an explanation Greg, so, why don't the three of us, oops! Pardon me the FOUR of us head down to the cafeteria for a coffee." Blythe offered.

"Well, I'm kind of busy but thank you for the offer Blythe…" Wilson stammered but it was no use.

"James, you are coming too. YOU didn't call me when this baby was born! You aren't even the one who called me now!" Blythe's scowl was all it took for Wilson to change his tune.

"Ok, I'll buy."

…

House felt bad about not telling his mother about Emily. He hadn't done it to be cruel or mean, but he wanted to do this himself and he didn't want his parents giving him stupid advice or worrying. In fact, when it came to his father he hadn't wanted to hear from him at all. He realized he was punishing his mother for nothing by doing this, but he couldn't help it. As the three adults sat down (Emily in Blythe's lap) Blythe began to ask questions.

"Well Greg, to start off with, what's the baby's name and who's the mother?"

"Emily is her name and Doctor Lisa Cuddy is her mother" House answered sheepishly.

"You're boss?!" Blythe exclaimed.

"Yeah, but it's not what you think mom." House answered. " Doctor Cuddy was artificially inseminated.

"You mean to say, that you're not married, you just decided one day to have a child?" Blythe asked somewhat disappointed.

"Yes, Lisa wanted a child. She needed a donor and she wanted someone she trusted. I accepted her request." House knew it sounded lame but it was the truth. He wondered what she would say when she knew Cuddy was pregnant again. Wilson remained quiet.

"You donated your sperm? I'm… this is such a shock Greg… I never thought…" Blythe tried in vain to explain without sounding hurtful. She couldn't find the right words.

"It's alright mom, I know you're surprised hell, everyone was. I have personal reasons for doing this and I don't regret it, I never have." House looked at Emily who was sitting in his mother's lap. He would never regret his decision.

"Lisa never mentioned this when she called…Oh!" Blythe looked up at House's face which was suddenly turning from calm to furious.

"LISA DID WHAT?" House roared. He couldn't believe she would do this to him. Blythe looked guiltily at her son.

"She called me and said you were stressed and looked at bit ill, and that she was extremely concerned and asked if I could come… alone… and help you out. She didn't tell me about the baby." Blythe looked like she'd been caught red handed stealing cookies out of the cookie jar. House stared angrily at his mother and then at Wilson.

"Hey, don't look at me I didn't know about this" Wilson stated.

"If you two will excuse me, I have to go have a word with the mother of my children" House answered angrily limping out of the room.

"CHILDREN?" Blythe exclaimed, but House was already out of the room.