Wilson: She’s emotional and hormonal. She doesn’t know what she wants.

House: I know when to blame it on hormones. What she told you was the truth.

(Wilson could see House was upset about it but wouldn’t dare show it.)

Wilson: So what are you going to do?

(House met Wilson’s eyes.)

House: Nothing.

--

(House came out of the elevator, and collected some notes from the reception. He looked into the clinic and could see Cuddy standing there. He wanted to go over and look after her-but he stopped himself. Instead, he walked off unbeknownst to him Cuddy watched him walk away with a feeling of regret on her face.)

--

It was the next morning. Cuddy was picking herself up off the bathroom floor after throwing up all morning, and Wilson and House were both having breakfast in the cafeteria. Cuddy still doesn’t know that House knows she is pregnant and Wilson is trying to put the puzzle which is their relationship back together.

Wilson: Cuddy booked her first scan for next Friday. You should go.

House: How? She has no idea that I know.

Wilson: So what? Why are you suddenly walking on eggshells?

(Cuddy walked towards them, and Wilson warned House with a look.)

Cuddy: Your next patient.

(Cuddy handed House a file, while Wilson left to put his tray away. Cuddy sat in his seat.)

House: Was there something else?

(Cuddy and House exchanged an awkward look filled with tension.)

Cuddy: No. That was it.

(Cuddy left while Wilson looked back at House sitting alone at the table before following her.)

Wilson: You can’t not tell him!

Cuddy: It’s my decision. Not telling him is easier than telling him.

(Cuddy carried on walking whilst Wilson stood still in the middle of the corridor.)

--

House was in the bathroom; hidden in one of the cubicles seeking sanctuary. The pain in his leg had worsened.

Wilson: Your team is looking for you.

House: Tell them I’m busy.

Wilson: Right.

(There was a pause for a moment and then House opened the cubicle door and limped towards the sink.)

Wilson: House.

House: I’m fine. I don’t need to be smothered by a wannabe mother hen.

(Wilson threw his hands in the air before he left, leaving House to look in the mirror before hanging his head.)

--

Cuddy sat in her office looking at a picture she had hidden deep within her desk drawer. Wilson walked in and she quickly stashed it away.

Wilson: House knows.

(Cuddy was upset and infuriated.)

Cuddy: You told him?

Wilson: He figured it out for himself; he’s not exactly one to miss the signs.

(Cuddy relaxed back into her chair, before she leant her head on her hands.)

Wilson: This is important, for both of you.

Cuddy: I want this to be perfect. If House gets involved it most certainly won’t be a fun and happy time.

Wilson: Give him a chance at least. You care for each other too much to watch each other suffer even more.

(Cuddy smiled slightly and nodded, which is when Wilson left satisfied.)

--

House was in his office and it was pitch black. The only light coming from the security lights outside the building.

Cuddy: Hey.

(Cuddy walked in and sat opposite him.)

Cuddy: I’m just going to say this.

(House looked at Cuddy, who was fidgeting and anxious.)

Cuddy: I’m, pregnant.

House: I know.

(House seemed dejected and morosely accepted the news.)

Cuddy: I’m going to keep it.

House: Okay.

Cuddy: Is that it? I tell you I’m having your baby and this is all you have to say?

(House’s face expressed feelings of nervousness and vulnerability.)

Cuddy: Fine.

(Cuddy got up and made her way out.)

Cuddy: Don’t bother acting like a caring human being. I can do this with or without your help.

(With that revelation, Cuddy swung the door open and left House who was torn between telling Cuddy her feelings or staying separated from her.)

--

Cuddy opened her office doors, and locked them before grabbing her briefcase and packing up some of her paper work. She stopped and walked towards her desk, stroking it affectionately before opening the desk drawer. Cuddy scrambled her way to the bottom of the drawer, pulling out the picture she was looking at before.

It was of House and her from college. It had been torn at the corners and creased all over, but it couldn’t hide the smiles on their faces. Cuddy folded it up and put it into her briefcase before turning the lights off and leaving.

Wilson: Hey. Did you tell House?

Cuddy: Yes. Doesn’t change anything.

Wilson: He wants to be part of your life, the baby’s life.

Cuddy: Until I hear him say those exact words, he won’t be. Ever. It’s done.

(Cuddy and Wilson walked out together to the car park.)

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