Hi thanks to those of you that reviewed, this was to be the final chapter but if I have ots of people reading I had some ideas for a couple more, so let me know what you think!

Chapter 2

House had been shocked when he realized that his former team along with Wilson, Cuddy and few others were in the club. He had come out to play a song on the guitar when he spotted them, in the back corner. He had not expected to be so emotional, especially when he saw the shocked look on Wilson's face. His former friend looked like he could barely stay in his seat, when House finished the final song he told the guys he had to do something and he grabbed his long coat and headed out the back door. The rain was falling gently as House limped along, his coat made it awkward to walk so he stopped, and leant on the bridge and stared into the water. It had been nearly four years since he had seen them. Four years since he had driven in to Cuddy's house, bowling Wilson over in the process. He remembered the shocked look on Wilson's face as he had said to him "You're right I do feel better". He had gone back to his apartment grabbed the cash he had stashed for a rainy day, his passport and headed out of the state then the country. He had spent sometime sitting on sandy beaches feeling sorry for himself, and contemplating his lonely life. The pain of loosing Cuddy had driven him to the point of madness, he knew even someone as screwed up as him deserved some happiness. He had thought that this time it would last, he was angry at Cuddy because she should have known that he would always be an addict. One dammed pill had ruined everything. Three weeks later he had returned to New Jersey and turned himself in. As he had suspected there was a warrant out for his arrest, he had appeared before the Judge, pleaded guilty he had been sentenced to one year in jail. His sentence had started immediately. He had weaned himself off Vicoden before he came back into the country so the worst of the withdrawals were over, but his pain was far from under control, the prison doctor was not very sympathetic or helpful, but the worst thing was they wouldn't allow him his cane because they said it could be used as a weapon. House tended to agree with them, his cane in the hands of some of the inmates would have been a lethal weapon. It had been a miserable time, he had to hobble around using the walls for support, and as usual he had a gift for annoying those around him, which made him an easy target. To add insult to injury he was ordered to attend anger management sessions with a stupid councilor who really just made him angry. He had been there one long and miserable month, when he really upset one of the prisons kingpins earning him a serve beating. He was laying on his bed trying to work out what hurt the most when one of the guards told him he had a visitor. House was trying to work out who it would be; he had thought maybe Wilson or Thirteen could have figured out where he was. They showed him into the visitor's room, he sat down looking through the glass trying to see who was going to come through the door. When he saw who it was, he could not keep the smile from spreading across his battered face. Dominika had looked shocked at his appearance, but she covered it quickly, not fooling House for a minute. She had found out the day before that he was in prison, and had made arrangements for the visit immediately. House initially though she was just worried about being deported because they weren't living together, although she was living at his apartment some of the time. House couldn't help liking her, her broad accent and jumbled English made him smile. He recalled the first time he had met her, she was working behind the bar at one of the haunts that he had used to drowned his sorrows in, after the break up with Cuddy, it was after many bourbons that he offered to marry her so she could stay in the country, it had the added bonus of hurting Cuddy, hopefully as much as she had hurt him. Two weeks after her visit House was transferred to a different prison, it was with trepidation that House climbed in the back of the prison van, but his fears were unfounded, he was moved to a rehab facility that prepared prisoners to go back into society. He later found out that his wife had petitioned to anyone who would listen for him to be moved. The fact that he was a cripple, who had been beaten more than once, gave her traction to have him moved. The new place was more like a community, they had jobs, counseling and were encouraged to do hobbies, some looked after the veggie garden, and some were learning computer skills. House was delighted to find a group of guys who played and sung the blues, they were suspicious of the skinny white guy at first but when he sat at the piano they soon warmed to him. House soon realized as he got to know the group that his problems paled in comparison to theirs. They had all spent a great deal of their lives in some institution or another, what amazed him was how they were all worried about being released and surviving in the outside world. House realized that although some had done terrible things, they weren't necessarily terrible people; some had just never had a chance. They spent every minute they were allowed playing and singing. House had a new therapist that he liked and respected, although he would never let him know that! Every Sunday without fail Dominika would come to visit, she would always bring homemade treats and it became the highlight of House's week. They would sit outside if the weather was OK and House would tell her about his week and she in return would talk about hers. House had got her to find another apartment and arrange movers to take his stuff there, he had decided he wanted a new start, so Dom had set about looking for a two bedroom apartment for them. As the months past House and Dom began to talk about opening their own place, Dominika had worked in bars and restaurants' all over the world, House knew she had some dark secrets, but they never spoke of what had made her run from her own country

House realized he was getting very wet and cold, when he went to move his leg was stiff and sore, he made his way back to the club and checked to see if the Doctors were still there, to his relief there was only a few stragglers left in the bar he headed toward the lift which would take him to his and Dom's apartment.

Dominika had invited the Princeton Plainsbourgh doctors into the apartment that she and House shared. As always she was the perfect hostess, providing food and beverages to them all, Ania, who was introduced as Dominica's mother helped her as she waited for House to appear. When his fellow band members appeared and did not have any idea of where he was they saw the panic in her eyes as she left the three men who had preformed with House that night to entertain them.

"So where did you guys meet House?" Foreman asked the three African American men who sat on the couch opposite them.

"The can" said Eli

"Story goes he ran into some lady's house!" Said Joe. Cuddy looked shocked but said nothing.

"In his car" said Pete nodding. There was an awkward silence.

"So what did you guy do to end up in jail?" Chase asked making the others cringe.

"Murder" they all said in unison.

"Killed a guy when I was twenty" said Pete "He raped my sister"

"I was stoned, don't remember a thing." Eli added

"I was innocent" said Joe, to which the others chuckled and rolled their eyes.

"Sometimes life's a bitch," said Monroe, which earned him a glare from Cuddy

A worried Dominika came back into the apartment, the stress evident on her beautiful face.

"I think we should go" said Cuddy standing "Thanks for inviting us into your home" she said to the younger woman.

They all heard the door open and close. Dominika disappeared though the lounge door before launching to a tirade of of dialogue, they couldn't understand, as it was in her native tongue, but it was evident that she was angry.

"This dispels any doubts I had about the marriage being real." said Chase who was actually enjoying hearing his old boss getting a dressing down.

"Sorry I went for a walk and lost track of time" House said as he walked into the room, stopping and looking surprised as he saw them all waiting to see him. "If this is an intervention, you're four years too late." he grinned when he saw the three old men sitting on the couch looking awkward "I hope the Blues Brothers here have been looking after you."he said as the men said their good-nights and headed off to bed.

"YOU"VE BEEN HERE ALL THE TIME?" said Wilson who had said very little since seeing House earlier now he was ready to. He had spent nearly four years worrying about his friend, and finding out he had been living a few miles away made him uncharacteristically furious.

"Except for Three weeks in Fiji and nine months in jail." House shrugged

"Did it not occur to you that people would be worried about you?"

"By people I presume we are talking you."

"Yes me! I have been looking for you for four years."

"Well I'd have thought that having found me you'd be happier." House said "Anyone else need to vent? Cuddy surely you're stilled pissed at me?" Cuddy did not answer so House turned his attention to the rugged looking man standing next to her. "I presume your Cuddy's new squeeze?"

Monroe quipped back in his broad Irish accent "Aye, she imported one," he stepped forward and extended his hand to House who shook it "I'm Monroe."

Amazingly they sat around exchanging small talk, Chase was right House had a field day mocking Cameron for choosing to specialize in oncology, Wilson sat brooding and not joining in, House could feel the hostility radiating off him, so he pointedly ignored him. Dominika had joined them and her and House sat on the couch, Dom was leaning tiredly into House and he had his arm draped casually around her. A sound from up the hallway caused the two of them to look at each other.

"Here we go!" House said getting to his feet and starting to head up the hallway when a small person barrelled straight into him.

"Monster Daddy there's a Monster!" House scooped the small boy up into his arms and held him close

"Will, there are no Monsters in your room." House looked up the hall "Sophie I can see you come here." he turned to hand the small boy to his mother.

"Come sit with Mum" she said so House could go and get what they saw was a little girl.

"Twins!" Foreman was grinning and shaking his head "House has twins."

The children were very alike, they shared their mothers coloring they both had a shock of curly dark brown hair, they both had their fathers cobalt blue eyes.

"Yes two years of interrupted sleep!" said House said as he sat with the wee girl resting on his good leg.

"Greg is no longer in charge of choosing reading material for them! He read them a book about "You know what" and they have been waking every couple of hours for the last week" she said smiling tiredly. She looked at the children and said "you can have drink of milk then back to bed." the children were looking interestedly around at the new people, the wee girl snuggled shyly into her daddy but the little boy was taking in all the new people around him.

Dominika stood and to everyone's surprise she handed the little boy to Wilson asking "Do you mind?"

"No, of course not." Wilson replied awkwardly holding him. House looked on smiling.

"Whats your name." said the little boy his blue eyes unblinking as he looked at Wilson.

"I'm Wilson"

"No you're not, silly"

"I think I am" said Wilson amused. Dom returned with two non-spill cups handing one to Sophie and turning to get the little boys attention.

"Wilson, here's your milk" she said

"See! I'm Wilson." he said then turned his attention to his milk.

"You named your son after me?"

"No, your name is James." House answered then he grinned "his Name is Wilson James House."

"Greg thought "James Wilson House" sounded like a rehab center, and we all know how he feels about them!" Dominika said grinning "and this is "Sophia Ania House", after my mother and grandmother." she said ruffling the little girls hair. "Right back to bed you two." she said standing up both children tightened their grip on the men they were sitting on. House was mentally preparing himself for the tears and the battle of getting the twins to bed.

"Do you have a torch?" Wilson asked Dominica who nodded and retrieving one from a drawer and handing it to him.

"Come on House lets go get rid of these monsters."

House grinned and got up to lead Wilson to the children room.