I don't know if this chapter is longer than the last one but it has House's flashback! Sorry for making you wait awhile but I had to finish tweaking chapter four! I hope you enjoy it and please review! It makes me want to write faster! Disclaimer: I do not own anything but my own characters! So stop freaking out already! Please enjoy!

Chapter Three: The Truth Revealed

"This have better be a booty call." House said, sauntering into Cuddy's office. For the past hour, his pager had been beeping and saying CUDDY over and over again. He had tried to ignore it but after the twentieth time, it couldn't be ignored anymore. He stared at the vacant desk and chair before slowly turning to the couch. Cuddy sat there, sniffling with a small mound of tissues on the table next to her. Her makeup was running and her hair looked hazardous. He had never seen Cuddy like this before. She was glaring at him for his remark but she didn't say anything. "You...okay?" He asked awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

She nodded torpidly, wiping her eyes before taking a shaky breath. "House," She started vigilantly, "you'll never guess what's just happened." She laughed acrimoniously as if it was suppose to make her feel better. The laughter turned into hiccups which led into sobs.

"Someone tried to touch you in your naughty place?" House asked, smirking slightly. It was suppose to help lift the mood, but as soon as he said it, he didn't think it would work.

"Can't you ever be serious for once?" She snapped, glowering at him. She let out another breath before patting the seat beside her. Slowly, House made his way over to it, sitting down beside her. She handed him at tissue. He stared at it skeptically. She rolled her eyes and took it back. "It's about...your patient...Kara." She said precariously, sniffling.

"She kick you too?" He offered, glancing over at her. She looked kind of pathetic, almost vulnerable. Usually she was always on her high horse, barking out orders and acting as if she was God herself. But now, she seemed human.

"No." She said, laughing lightly. She smiled slightly, glancing over at him. Despite his brash, supercilious behavior, she couldn't help but surreptitiously want him. They had dated when they went to college. The only reason why they broke up was because she decided to go to a new college. "Kara, she's..." She trailed off, not able to finish the sentence.

"She's what? Bi-polar? Schizophrenic? Dead?" He guessed. Cuddy bursted into the tears again, pointing to her desk. He stood up and limped to the desk, spotting a manila folder. He picked it up and opened it, something dropping out of it. He looked down at it. It was the birth certificate. He picked it up, glancing at it. He paused, his eyes lingering on the signatures on the bottom. He slowly turned back to Cuddy, who was looking at him carefully. He dropped his eyes back to the certificate. "This is impossible." He whispered, collapsing on the couch beside her, holding the certificate firmly in his hands.

"Not impossible. Just highly improbable." She muttered back to him, leaning back against the couch. Both of them were quiet for a moment, remembering the same exact day. The day that Cuddy had finally told House that she was pregnant and how they both agreed on giving the baby up for adoption. It was one of the hardest things they had to decide on. Cuddy really didn't want to do it but House mentioned that they had more years of college to attend too and raising a baby would be arduous on both of them. "Well," Cuddy began slowly, her voice trailing off yet again. She looked at House distraughtly.

He looked at her and their eyes locked. The world seem to go on mute for just a moment before crashing back to him. He jerked his eyes away and sighed. He looked down at his hands and then his cane. "Probably go talk to that lady." He finally said silently, glancing back at Cuddy. She was throwing the tissues away. She wasn't crying now. She nodded slowly.

"Okay. Let me get myself ready first." She mumbled, standing up and going towards her desk. He nodded silently, watching Cuddy grab her purse and then leave her office. He leaned back, letting out a huge sigh and picking up the birth certificate again.

.:Flashback:.

Greg sat ineptly with the baby. She was sleeping now, dressed in something that Lisa had bought. He had the nurse dress her and with the doctor's directions, he had arrived at the adoption agency. Before he had gone, Greg had to finish up the birth certificate for Lisa, since she only got the part where she had to sign it before bursting into tears. Picking the name of his daughter must have been the easiest part of the certificate. He just opened a book of baby names arbitrarily and chose the first one he saw, which had been Kara. He actually sort of liked it. At the end, the baby's full name was Kara Lynn House.

"Alright, Mr. House, are you sure you want to give up your baby?" The adoption agency lady asked him, watching him inquisitively. Parents usually never delivered their babies to the agencies. Usually it was social workers, or doctors, or something. This boy seemed somewhat calm or dead, she couldn't tell which, at the moment.

"Yes." He droned, glancing down at the baby as she shifted. Her gorgeous blue eyes opened and looked up at him curiously. His thumb raised up and he ran if over her smooth head, the ends of his lips twitching slightly.

"Would you like a moment with your baby?" The lady asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Was he trying to smile at his baby or frown?

Greg looked up. "No." He answered austerely, holding the baby out, trying not to look at her. It was for the best, his mind kept repeating even though his heart screamed 'NO!' The longer he kept her the more harder it was going to be when he finally gave her to the lady. The lady nodded, standing up and taking the baby from him. The baby's gaze retreated to the woman as if knowing that she was not her mother. Greg bolted up, grabbing his backpack swiftly and virtually running out of the room. He slammed the door close as he exited and ran out of the building, leaning against it. The baby was now crying from what he could still hear. Greg closed his eyes, slamming his fists into the wall as his vision became blurry. Greg's legs buckled underneath of him and he slid down, landing huskily on the concrete. He brought his knees up to his chest and put his face in his hands, finally letting his tears come.

.:End of Flashback:.

House looked up from the certificate, seeing Cuddy waiting in the doorway. She looked relatively normal now, but the skin around her eyes was still puffy. House stood up and walked towards her, starting to fold the certificate and put it in his pocket. "You can't fold that!" She said, taking it from him. Ostensibly her attitude was back to normal as well. She looked up at him with a slight scowl on her face. "Come on." She added, turning around and starting to leave. House watched her walk for a few feet, his eyes lingered at her butt. That could always change his mood. He limped after her, smirking slightly to himself.

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Ms. Charles stared at House and Cuddy in shock, her mouth slightly open. Her eyes drifted back down to the birth certificate. They were not to far from Kara's hospital room and were currently seated. It was a good thing that House had told her to sit down because Ms. Charles actually thought she might faint. Parents coming back to their children was as close as a miracle of changing water into wine. It just didn't happen. She gazed back up at them. Of course she was ecstatic for Kara in two ways. One, that Kara did have parents and that they might want her back. They had only just told the news that they were Kara's parents. They hadn't said anything about wanting her. The second reason was that if they did want her, there would be no more Kara at the orphanage. Despite how wrong that sounded, Kara was always messing with potential parents. Adoption rates at Green Ridge Academy had decreased over the years since Kara's lexis and knack for ticking people off grew.

"Well, this is quite a surprise." Ms. Charles finally said, smiling over at them. But, their were impediments about them as well that would come up if they wanted their child. They weren't married so Kara might not have a stable environment to live in. She would have to look through all their records and such. Not to mention that Kara would have to consent about all of this. That would be bad since Kara didn't have a compassionate disposition.

"Yes, it was." Cuddy agreed, shaking her head and messing with her hair. House sat there silently, passing his cane between his hands. Ms. Charles nodded. She couldn't even envisage the thought of finding out that you had just met up with your daughter that you haven't seen in thirteen years.

"Well, if you aren't willing to adopt her, there's nothing we really can say now." Ms. Charles finally said, standing up and looking over at them. Cuddy slowly looked over at House. House's eyebrows rose, his face contorting into a 'What?' expression. They must not had discussed that alternative with each other. Since they both seemed to have different opinions from their facial expressions. "I'll be off now. You two can talk it over." She said, starting to leave.

Cuddy looked at House distraughtly, watching him walk to the windows and stuff his hands in his pockets. "Wait!" Cuddy cried, jumping up and grabbing Ms. Charles' shoulder. She turned around expectantly. House even turned, raising an eyebrow. "Can...can you tell her? I need to know...I...I want her to know..." She asked with obscurity, blinking rapidly to stop any tears from coming out.

Ms. Charles smiled understatedly. "Of course I can." She said, nodding her head. "Do you want a hug?" Ms. Charles opened her arms. Usually people were emotional when it came to abandoned kids so Ms. Charles was use to hugging them. Cuddy hugged the orphanage lady, closing her eyes tightly. All Cuddy wanted was for Kara to know that they didn't give her up because they didn't love her. Ms. Charles finally pulled away. "I'll talk with Kara." She said, before rounding the corner. Kara wasn't going to take this very nonchalantly.

Cuddy turned around and looked over at House, her lips quivering ever so slightly. She slowly walked over to House, looking up into his blue eyes. "Why not?" She pleaded, already knowing his answer. It was always no. Unless it dealt with him having a good time or making fun of someone, then it was a yes. "If you are so sure of your opinion, then I'll do it alone. I don't care. I just want..."

"I didn't say no." House finally said, his brows furrowing together. He quickly interrupted her as she opened her mouth. "I didn't say yes either. I don't think we should rush into things just yet. Give her time at least." He added. She nodded dolefully, letting out a sigh. He was right. Kara probably was going to be in shock from the news. She was also sick with some mysterious illness that House and his team hadn't figured out yet so Cuddy shouldn't bother her with any more stress.

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Shock was far from Kara's expression when Ms. Charles said that her parents had just visited with her. Well, if shock did affect her, it was very slight. The first thing that happened was that Kara went quiet and her undivided attention zoomed straight on Ms. Charles. Then her eyes flashed, a scowl appeared, and her brows furrowed all in one motion. Skyler's eyes widened slightly at the news of Kara's parents but more at Kara's reaction. Ms. Charles seemed to be a bit flabbergasted as well at Kara. "Kara, sweetie, they..." She began slowly, trying to put on a jovial smile. She hadn't told Kara who her parents were yet.

"Why were they talking to you? How did they know I was here?" Kara asked heatedly, her cheeks flushing. She shook her head. "Never mind, I don't want to know." She added, staring hard at the farthest corner of her room. If looks could kill, the wall would have been melting off.

"Kara, they really do care. You know, most parents give their children up for adoption because they think it's the best choice for their children. They were probably in college and..." Ms. Charles began, trying to defend Cuddy and House. Kara shouldn't be infuriated. She should be happy.

"They should have been more conscientious. If not, they should have dealt with their mistake. It's the best thing because it teaches you. If you don't learn, you'll just do it over again. Another kid shouldn't have to go to an orphanage just because the parents wanted to have sex." She snapped crossly. "People shouldn't suffer because of their stupid mistakes." She added inaudibly.

"Kara, you haven't suffered one bit. You've grown up in a good orphanage, you have tons of..." Ms. Charles began again, frowning.

"Oh yeah. Like an orphanage is the best place to grow up then a regular home with parents who love you." Kara interrupted discordantly. "I just love watching other people get adopted. I just love watching the state's heath inspector come every month. Oh yeah. It's great." Cynicism dripped from every word that came out of her mouth.

Ms. Charles' looked down dejectedly. Kara was right. It was hard life being an orphan. "Well, I'm sorry you feel that way, sweetie." She finally said sadly, her voice just scarcely above a whisper. "They just wanted you to know that they love you and that they are thinking about you. Who knows, you might end up adopted. Or not, it depends on you, sweetheart." She got up.

"Wait!" Kara cried before Ms. Charles left the room, holding out her hand. Ms. Charles looked into Kara's eyes. She didn't see anything, which was kind of creepy. "I...I need to know. Who are they?"

Ms. Charles smiled. She knew curiosity would eventually lead Kara to wanting to know who her parents were. "Dr. Lisa Cuddy and Dr. Gregory House." She answered.

Kara blinked quietly before rage erupted across her face once more. "They're freaking doctors! They should know the consequences if..., This is unbelievable. Ignorant people." Kara began to shout. She looked up at Ms. Charles. "I want you to tell them that when they come into this room. They are professional. Not parental!" She told her seriously.

Ms. Charles stared at Kara in shock. Never in her life had any orphan acted like Kara before. Of course, there weren't many people like Kara in this world. "Okay. If that's what you want." Ms. Charles said mellifluously, turning forward and walking out of the room. She knew it was going to be hard. But her thoughts were an understatement.

Skyler slowly turned to Kara, opening her mouth to begin some sort of oration about being nice and about her being so boorish. "Don't even start, Skyler. Just...go away right now." Kara muttered, looking at Skyler.

Skyler frowned at Kara but stood up. "We'll talk about this later, Kara." She said over her shoulder, stepping out of the room.

"You sound like a parent!" Kara yelled at her.

Skyler turned, grinning. "Good! You'll be getting use to that soon!" She yelled back and disappearing out of sight. Kara shook her head, scowling before letting her gaze drop to her hands. She should be happy, but she wasn't happy with them and their decisions. But should she make them suffer? "Why am I still thinking about this!? They could go to...they could go to hell for all I care!" She said, trying to agree with herself. But inside, she felt something else.

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