A/N: This may or may not be the last chapter. I'm toying with the idea of adding a conclusion just to neatly wrap up all the ends. Also, get ready for a SURPRISE TWIST AT THE END! Thanks to all who kept up with the story!

Cameron walked into House's office with a sigh. He looked up at his pregnant fiancée. "You haven't popped that thing out yet?" he asked.

"No!" she exclaimed as she walked in and sat across from him. "It's driving me crazy! I want this baby to be born already!"

"What did the doctor say?"

"She said if I don't go into labor in a few days, she says I should come in and get induced," Cameron explained.

House nodded. "Well, we'll just have to try all those myths to see if they work."

"I'm not going to become stressed again."

"I didn't mean that. I meant the stupid myths. Spicy food, sex," he finished with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"You really want to have sex with an overly pregnant woman who is hormonal and may actually hurt you?"

"Hurt me how?" he asked.

"You know," she said because he really knew.


She smiled. "I think I'm going to walk around the hospital again. Maybe baby will want to come out."

"Have fun! I'll wait until you're thin and hot again," he said as she left.

She flipped him off as she waddled away.

"What are you doing to that woman?" Wilson said, poking his head in the office.

"I'm teasing her. Apparently she can't take a joke."

"House, the baby's late, she's getting anxious, and she just wants to be done already."

"So do I. Do you think it's fun to be with a woman who's hormonal twenty-four hours a day?"

"I don't think it would be," Wilson said.

"Where the hell have you been, anyway?" House suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I've tried calling your home, but the number doesn't work anymore."

"Oh. Yes. Well, I've moved out of my apartment," Wilson said.

"And you didn't tell me because…"

"Because you'd be a jerk about it."

"About what?" House asked.

"About me moving in with Abby."

"You've moved in with the heart doctor?"

"Yes. We've connected like I've never connected with anyone before, and I love her daughter."

"I don't need to hear your romantic comedy story. It'll just end the same way as it always has."

"I don't think so, House. She and I have a relationship I never had with my other wives."

"So when's the wedding?" House asked sarcastically.

"I don't think there's going to be a wedding. We love being together, and that's enough for us. I think in a couple of months I'm going to ask if I can adopt Megan."

"Wow. Look at you becoming a family man. Have I been a good influence for you, Jimmy?"

"Hardly. I know what I want, and I have it. I'm content."

"Content? What a way to describe your life."

"House, you're not going to admit you have a good life?" Wilson asked.

He shrugged. "I'm alive, I…well…used to get sex regularly, but that'll return soon enough. I don't have much to complain about except my damn leg."

"You know, I actually didn't need to know that middle part," Wilson said disgusted.

House smirked. "You asked."

House's phone rang and he decided to answer it. "What?"

"Hey, I'm checking into the hospital," Cameron said.

"How'd you do it?" House asked. There was silence on the other end. "Allison?"

"I had some of the nurses' chili and then started running," she said sheepishly.

House sighed. "Well, at least it worked."

"Oh, yeah. I barely ran ten steps before my water broke," Cameron said. "Ow."




"No. More…surprising."

"Do you want me to come down?"

"Don't worry about it. I don't think I'll be ready to give birth for awhile. I just called Dr. Hamburg, so she'll be here in a few hours. You just keep working and I'll have someone call you when I'm getting close."

"If it's Chase, I'm going to beat him with my cane," House warned.

Cameron laughed. "Then I'll make sure he'll be the one to call."

"While you're screaming in pain?"

"While I'm enjoying the ride of an epidural," Cameron corrected calmly.

House chuckled. "Well then I guess I'll see you when you're pushing a human being out of your body."

"I love you," Cameron said.

"Yeah, you too."

House hung up and looked at Wilson's startled look. "Is Cameron in labor?"

"That's the impression I got," House replied.

"You should get down there!"

"Relax, Nurse Susie, she's not going to be ready for awhile."

"You're not going to at least be with her?"

"She told me I didn't have to go down until later," House said turning on his TV to watch his favorite soap opera.

Wilson sighed and then headed to the door. "Well, congratulations, in case I don't see you later."

"Mmm," House said distractedly.


House had just finished for the day—because he didn't want to stay any longer—when his cell phone rang. He answered to find Dr. Hamburg on the line.

"Dr. House," she said. "You should come down here. We've induced Cameron to help her along, and she's just about fully dilated."

House sighed. "All right, I'll be there. Just make sure to kick out everyone there who you think would annoy me."

"So everyone except Cameron?"

"Well…she's pushing it, but I guess she can stay."

"We'll see you in a few minutes," the doctor said before hanging up.

House came downstairs to see a sweaty, exhausted Cameron being assisted by Abby.

"I thought I said get rid of all the annoying people," he said to Dr. Hamburg when he hobbled into the room.

"She mentioned that to me, but I think you're going to be glad I'm here once this actually starts," Abby commented, wiping sweat from Cameron's forehead.

House nodded and looked over the doctor's shoulder. "What is that?"

"That is the baby's head," Dr. Hamburg said.

He looked back up to Cameron. "Why does she look so calm?"

"Her face will change soon enough." She looked back up at the woman in labor. "All right, Allison, this is it! Push for me!"

House watched as Cameron's face contorted as she tried pushing the baby out of her body. A couple of minutes later, and the baby was halfway out.

"Ok, Allison. We're almost done! One more big push. Are you ready?"

"No," Cameron said with exhaustion.

House swallowed as he looked at half his baby. Needless to say he was freaked out. This was about to become very real. "Cameron, just get it over with."

"Ok, why don't you push this baby out of your vagina," Cameron said angrily.

House smirked. "All right, I didn't know you swung that way."

Cameron laughed. "Don't make me laugh!"

"Allison, push!" Dr. Hamburg interrupted.

Cameron pushed and the baby slid out of her. House looked at his child. And a look of confusing rested on his face.

"Allison, our daughter has a penis," he said.

Cameron's head jolted up. "What?!"

"Where you doing your crack again?"

"Wait. We have a boy?" Cameron asked. "We only planned out names for a girl."

House chuckled. "It's not the end of the world, Allison. For example, we planned the name Michelle, but we can change it to Michael."

Cameron grimaced. "I'm not naming my child Michael."

A nurse came back in with the clean baby boy, and handed him to the doctor. Dr. Hamburg turned to the group and asked, "I never told you my original ultrasound was wrong?"

"Uh, no, you failed to mention that," House said sarcastically.

The doctor shrugged and handed the baby over to Cameron. "Allison, meet your new son."

Cameron gently grabbed the baby and placed him in her arms. Tears formed in her eyes as she looked at the baby. "Greg, you need to see him! He's perfect."

House rolled his eyes. "I'll wait until he's in the room with the babysitters."

Cameron looked up at House. "Greg, you are coming over here to look at your son. You are going to hold him, you are going to melt that stupid goddamned façade and love this boy. Now get your ass over here."

House stared at Cameron for a few moments before sighing and limping over. He looked down at the baby. And felt nothing. It was just another baby overpopulating the planet. He was against children of any kind. He didn't even like children.

Then Cameron looked up at him. "Greg, put down your cane," she said softly.


"Because you're going to hold him."

"I don't think—"

"You're doing it."

"Ok!" He put down his cane and prepared to hold this child that was apparently his. He wasn't so sure…Oh, who was he kidding; Cameron was like his little puppy, following him with that silly look of love in her eyes all the time.

He took the baby that was offered to him and tried to hold him correctly. House sighed and looked down at the baby. His eyes were open and just staring at House. House just stared back. All right. He could handle this. This kid was like him. Except for the gray eyes, but he knew that would go away.

"Samuel," Cameron said.

House looked up at her. "My name is Greg. Are you still on your pain meds?"

"I meant for the baby. He looks like a Sam, doesn't he?"

House looked back down at the baby. "How do you feel about being called Sam?"

The baby looked at him and gave a smile. House knew the baby just had gas, but it worked.

"Sammy it is," House said. "Hey, we can say we named him after Sammy Davis, Jr."

Cameron smiled. "Fine by me."