Hello everyone! I hope you are all good.
I finally managed to finish the epilogue of this story. It turned out to be a lot longer than I thought it would… :p The parts in italics are in the past.
So, my first story is officially coming to an end… When I started writing this I didn't think that it was going to be that long but the chapters just kept coming in my mind :p
I hope that you all enjoyed this story and I would like to thank you all for reading this! :-) I would also like to thank you for taking the time to review and tell me your opinion about my story.
On with the story then! I hope that the epilogue doesn't disappoint you and that you are going to like it as the previous chapters. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own House M.D.
It was a warm spring morning. He was wheeling his daughter's stroller through the park, her bright eyes observing everything she saw on their way.
He was trying to remember why he agreed to get out of bed on a Sunday morning and go for a walk at the park.
And then he remembered her green-blue eyes looking at him. Of course… He could never say no to her, why would this be an exception?
Allison said that agreeing all the time with everything she said wasn't good, a smirk playing on her lips all the time.
But that was his weakness. He couldn't say no to her. Well, most of the time anyway…
He stopped by a bench and picked her up from her stroller. She gave him a wide smile when her eyes connected with his and he smiled back at her softly.
He sat down on the bench and placed her on his good leg, giving her the pacifier that Allison had put in her bag.
Her eyes stayed transfixed on his, studying his every expression with her bright eyes. He couldn't help the small smile that grazed his lips. He kissed her forehead lovingly and caressed her dark brown hair, so much like his.
His eyes spotted Allison not far away, making her way to them. She sat down on the bench next to him and she placed a kiss on his lips. He handed her the baby and they stayed there, side by side, looking towards the swings.
He draped his right arm over her shoulders and she leaned in his embrace, a small smile playing on her lips.
Their daughter's attention was drawn to the swings as well. She giggled as she watched them going up and down.
"You do know that these guys over there are wondering how I managed to score someone like you…" he said in her ear drawing her attention.
"I think their wives have a different opinion… And don't think I haven't noticed the way they have been looking at you from the moment we arrived." she told him, looking deeply into his eyes.
He smirked at her. He really liked it when she was jealous of him.
"Stop smirking like that. I know what you are thinking!" she said, pointing a finger at him which he took in his palm and dragged it in order to flatten her hand on his chest.
"Of course you do. And you know I am right." He said, the smirk never leaving his lips.
"Right… Well, they can't have you, 'cause you are mine." She stated seriously, making him smile softly.
"Yes I am… You are holding the evidence." He said pointing at their daughter who was currently sitting on Allison's lap.
Before she could say anything else he captured her lips with his in a passionate kiss leaving no doubt to anyone who was watching that they couldn't even think of trying anything.
"You know that we are in a park full of kids, right?" she asked him when they broke the kiss.
"Really? I hadn't noticed…" he said, looking around like it was the first time he noticed that they weren't alone.
She rolled her eyes at him. She placed the baby back in her stroller and settled back in his embrace, both looking at the two kids that were currently playing next to the swings.
Their attention was drawn again by the whimpering of their daughter in the stroller, who was complaining again because she had dropped her pacifier.
"You dropped it again sweety?" Allison cooed softly at the baby who looked back at her with her green-blue eyes, so much like hers.
He picked up the pacifier from the ground, put it in the bag and retrieved another one to hand to his daughter.
"I swear she's just like you…" said Allison, looking straight into his eyes.
He chuckled at her comment and picked up his daughter, holding her tightly in his arms.
"I think mommy has a point, doesn't she Emma?" he asked the baby who giggled and grabbed the pacifier in her little hand in order to hand it to him.
"Thank you but daddy doesn't need this, I already have all my teeth…" he announced.
After observing everything around her for the next minutes she started to get tired and settled in her father's embrace, burying her head in the crook of his neck.
"I think she fell asleep…" he whispered, not wanting to wake her up.
"Can you place her back in the stroller?" Allison asked him.
He nodded and tried to put her back in her stroller without waking her up, something he pulled off successfully.
He draped his arm around Allison's shoulders again, drawing her close to him and she rested her head on his shoulder while she placed her hand on his right thigh.
Their eyes were drawn again to the two children near the swings who soon noticed that they were looking at them and send to their way wide smiles.
They smiled back at the two little ones who continued playing after that.
"You know… there are still times that I find hard to believe everything that has happened in the past years." He admitted shyly, his eyes locking with hers.
"Tell me about it…" she replied with a smirk.
"If anyone had come to me when I hired you and told me that we would end up married with three kids I would admit him to the Psyche ward without a second thought!" he said, both of them laughing at that.
"And especially after the first time we got together…" she said with a sigh.
"Yeah… bumpy start. Because you thought that it was just sex to me!" he exclaimed.
"Can you blame me? For three and a half years you kept pushing me away!" she said in an incredulous tone.
"No… but I believed you were smarter than that." He said raising his eyebrows at her.
"Well, a little talking didn't hurt anyone." She replied, smirking slightly.
"I talked!" he said defensively, making her raise her eyebrows at him.
"But… you were kind of… asleep… you know…" he said shyly and she burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?"
She didn't reply. She just leaned deeper in his embrace and captured his lips in a slow and soft kiss.
"Thank God everything turned out fine eventually…" she said, resting her forehead against his.
"Fine? It turned out excellent! And, last time I checked, you didn't believe in God…" he said with a smirk of his own.
"It's a figure of speech." She replied, rolling her eyes at him.
They stayed there for several silent minutes, just enjoying the other's company when he suddenly started to laugh hysterically.
She turned to look at him, questioning him with her eyes.
"What are you laughing at?" she asked, her curiosity increasing while he laughed even harder.
"Do you remember Rose's first birthday?" he asked after his laughter subsided.
A small laugh escaped her lips as she reminisced their firstborn's first birthday.
"How come you remembered it now?" she asked and he pointed at a particular place near the swings and slides, making her laugh when she spotted what he was pointing at.
She had to admit that it was a memorable birthday party after all…
"Why not?" he whined as Allison went by him, placing a bowl of smashed potatoes on the table.
"Because you can't fill the house with balloons and buy a dog, that's why…" she said and returned her attention to the oven to check their lunch.
"But it's her first birthday! Our kid is turning one, that's huge Allison!"
"I know it's huge. But, as you said, she's turning one. She's not going to remember any of this…" she said and stroked his cheek tenderly.
"We have a DVD camera!" he exclaimed and she sighed.
"Greg…" she warned.
He sat down on the chair and watched her as she moved around the kitchen, preparing their lunch.
"If I forget about the balloons?..." he asked, trailing of.
"You have to have things your way, right?" she asked him with a smirk, moving in order to sit on his good leg.
"You know me." He replied, smirking back at her.
"Yeah… but you can forget about both the balloons and the dog." She said, placing a quick kiss on his lips and standing up.
"Yeah… that would be a little hard…" he said, looking anywhere in the kitchen but her.
"What did you do?" she asked him but the cry of their daughter saved him.
"Oops, Rose is calling, got to pick her up!" he said and disappeared from the kitchen, leaving a very confused Allison behind him.
"Hey angel…" he said with a smile when he entered the nursery.
"Daddy!" Rose said happily when she saw her father.
She waved her hands up and down, smiling widely at him.
"Up, up!" she said and he laughed slightly.
He moved in front of her crib and picked her up in his arms.
"I think mommy is up to us…" he said, looking straight in to her eyes and she smiled at him when he mentioned her mother.
"Mommy!" she said happily.
"Yeah… mommy." He said and started making his way back to the kitchen.
"Hey angel…" Allison greeted their daughter when they entered the kitchen.
"Mommy!" Rose said again and he handed her to Allison.
"How is my little girl?" she cooed at the baby who smiled widely again.
"What time is everyone coming?" he asked suddenly, drawing Allison's attention.
"I told them around 5. Brandon said that he would be a little late but our parents and the others are going to make it on time." She replied, handing Rose to him in order to prepare lunch.
He nodded and turned to look at his daughter not wanting to give away that he knew the reason why Brandon was going to be late. He just hoped that everything was going to go as planned…
At precisely 5 o'clock their guests started to arrive. Their parents came first; they had decided to go all together with one car. And of course they carried many bags with a lot of presents for their grandchild.
Stephanie arrived with them and immediately disappeared into the play room to play a game with House.
Cuddy with Wilson got there shortly after carrying two big bags full of presents.
Foreman and Chase had decided to drive in together, Foreman escorted by his girlfriend, Melissa.
It had been 20 minutes since everyone arrived and they were all in the living discussing and having a good time.
Well almost everyone…
House and Stefanie were still in the playroom waiting for Brandon to arrive.
"He'd better be here on time…" said House never taking his eyes from the TV.
"He'll be here… Did you tell him to come in from the back door?" she asked him, pressing furiously the buttons of the joystick.
"Yeah I did. He is supposed to get in the back yard, place all the balloons and hide the puppy in the garage."
"Yes!" exclaimed Stefanie as she won the race "Then he'll do just that. Hopefully…" she said and turned to look at him, extending her hand.
"You owe me ten bucks…" she said triumphantly making him groan.
"Fine kid… But I want a rematch!" he said, handing her ten dollars.
"You are so going down!" she said and was about to start another game when Allison showed up at the door.
"Here you are." She said and entered the room, standing in front of the TV and blocking their view.
"Brandon is going to be here soon so I want you two at the living room. Now." She said in an authoritative tone.
"Yes mother…" they said in unison and got up from the armchairs they were vacating to exit the playroom.
"And by the way, I know that you two are up to something!" she yelled at them as they made their way down the hall.
They weren't in the living room for long when they heard the back door open and Brandon coming running inside the living room chasing a small Labrador puppy and yelling at it to stop running around.
Of course everyone in the room burst out laughing, especially House and Stephanie. That wasn't in their plan but it was hilarious!
"Would you just stop running around and stand still?" shouted Brandon at the puppy which obviously didn't understand a thing he was saying and walked right into him making him lose his balance and fall on the floor.
All the occupants of the room burst out laughing at the sight in front them. The puppy now was sitting on Brandon's lap, licking his face. He soon joined in laughing as well at his current predicament.
"Sorry Greg, I just turned around for a second and he was running in the living room." Brandon said apologetically.
"Nah… it's ok. That was hilarious! Do you think you can do it again?" he asked hopefully looking at his brother in law.
"He doesn't have to. I recorded everything!" said Stefanie proudly, showing off the DVD camera.
"I knew I taught you well…" said House, making everyone in the room laugh again.
"And now let's move outside! The weather is perfect, the grill is ready and we have a cake to present." He said and they all moved to the back yard.
The sight that greeted them caught them all of guard. The back yard was decorated with many colorful balloons and a huge sign that wrote 'Happy Birthday Rose' on it was hang on the fence.
The grill was already ready and the table was set for everyone to sit and enjoy themselves.
They sat around the table, all except Stefanie who was recording everything with the DVD camera, Brandon who was at the grill and House who was holding the puppy in his arms and was watching everyone else.
Suddenly he felt Allison's arms encircle his waist and her head resting between his shoulder blades.
"When did you do all these things?" she asked him.
"Oh, I had a little help from your siblings." He said and turned in her embrace to place a soft kiss on her lips. He was too busy just looking in her eyes when he noticed Stefanie with the corner of his eye.
"You are supposed to film everything else except from me…" he said looking seriously at her.
"Yeah, but this is much juicier and interesting at this moment." She said with a smirk.
House placed the puppy down and took the camera from her.
"Now I get to film!" he said with a mischievous grin that made Stefanie ran away from him.
"Come back here!" he shouted as he moved as fast as he could with his cane, following her around.
"In your dreams!" she shouted back at him.
They kept doing that for at least five more minutes till House had enough of chasing and sat down next to Allison who was holding their daughter.
He kissed the baby's cheek softly and she smiled widely at him.
Stefanie of course had retrieved the camera and was filming everything. She was sure that he would whine about that later but she also knew that Allison would love the video so she kept filming.
The party continued till late in the night. They sang the 'happy birthday' song and both Allison and Greg had helped Rose to blow the candle, wished her happy birthday and they fed her birthday cake. They all had smiles on their faces as Rose took the spoon form her father and tried to guide it to her mother's mouth. She succeeded and after everyone clapped with enthusiasm she smiled widely and started feeding her father this time.
The guests left a little after half past ten, leaving Allison and Greg alone. Rose had fallen asleep a lot earlier and they were currently in their bedroom, lying on the bed with their new puppy lying at the foot of the bed.
"Sooo, how long had you been planning that?" she asked him and snuggled in his right side, resting her head on his shoulder.
"A week…" he said and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
"It was beautiful…" she admitted and hugged him.
"Oh, now you liked it?" he asked raising an eyebrow at her and before she could say anything he flipped on his right side and effectively trapped her under his body, attacking her neck with his lips.
She started laughing at his actions at first but then just enjoyed his ministrations.
Suddenly he stopped what he was doing and turned to look in her eyes.
"How are we going to name him?" she asked him, a small smile on her lips.
"You chose." He replied.
"Brice… it fits him." She said after a few moments making him look questioningly at her.
"What? I like the name!" she said, making him laugh. He turned to look at the golden Labrador that was currently sleeping peacefully on the bed and smiled.
"Ok, ok… It's good actually." He said and kissed her once more. He rolled on his side of the bed and drew her closer once again.
"Goodnight Allison…" he mumbled and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
"Goodnight Greg…" she replied and both fell asleep with the memories of their daughter's first birthday.
"You have to admit that it was really funny!" he said as they watched their little ones play with Brice, chasing him and falling on the ground as they tried to run away from him.
"Funnier than when you switched my birth control pills with placebos?" she asked him, raising an eyebrow and a smirk playing on her lips.
"I told you I did it." He replied with a serious expression, trying not to smirk.
"Right… I remember now. It was when I had missed almost a month!" she replied, punching him playfully in the arm.
"Ouch, ouch! Help, people!" he said teasingly.
"You know, all you had to do was ask…" she said in a lower tone so that only he could hear her.
"Yeah… I figured that one out later. Although you got me scared for a while."
"You had it coming after the stunt you pulled!"
"Fine, I give up!" he said, raising his hands in defeat "But you have to admit that it turned out really good." He said with a soft smile, looking at the small boy with the bright green-blue eyes.
"Greg!" shouted Allison as she walked into the house trying to find her husband who was currently nowhere to be found.
But he was too emerged in what he was doing to listen to her.
She walked in the different rooms, trying to find him and was now making her way to the bathroom in their bedroom.
House, on the other hand, was in the bathroom for almost ten minutes. He had hanged his cane on the sink and was fumbling with the new box of her birth control pills, trying not to drop everything on the ground.
He had changed almost half of the pills with placebos he had gotten from the hospital and he was doing as fast as he could, not wanting to get caught.
He didn't know exactly when he had started wanting another child. It was probably when he had found some pictures of him and Allison when she was pregnant and then the video of Rose making her first steps two months before her birthday.
And then he remembered that dream he had… No matter how many years passed he was sure that he was never going to forget it.
He knew of course that he should discuss with Allison first but being himself he had to do things his own way.
So, here he was, in their bathroom, switching her birth control pills with placebos.
He was almost done when the door to the bathroom opened to reveal his wife.
"Here you…" she started but stopped immediately when she saw him standing in front of the sink, pills in hand.
"What are you doing with my birth control pills?" she asked, her voice rising and her arms coming to cross in front of her chest.
"I…" he started but she cut him off again.
"I hope you are not doing what I think you are doing." She stated seriously and he could sense her clenching.
"Please, unclench." He said, placing the pills down.
"I think my question is pretty clear. What are you doing with my birth control pills?" she asked again, more forcefully this.
She picked up the other box and checked its contents.
"You are changing my pills with placebos?"
"Yes…" he mumbled under his breath.
"I can't believe you! Why on earth would you do that?" she yelled at him.
He didn't answer. He averted her gaze and looked at the floor instead.
"God, do you always have to do things your way?" she asked irritation evident in her voice.
"Allison, please…" he said, reaching out to take her hand in his but she took a step back.
"I don't want to talk right now, just… leave me alone for a while." She told him and got out of the bathroom, leaving House alone.
"You idiot…" he mumbled to himself.
When he went to the living room he found her nowhere to be found. He sat on the couch but the door bell ringing caught his attention. He got to the door as fast as he could, thinking that she forgot her keys on the way out but he was greeted by his mother holding Rose in her arms.
"Greg! I thought that Allison was going to pick her up." His mother said, giving him a hug and handing Rose to him.
"Yeah slight change of plans… Are you staying?" he asked her.
"No sweety, your father and I are going out for dinner. Oh, just so you know she is fed, washed and ready for bed." She said and gave her granddaughter a kiss.
"Ok mom, thanks. Have a good time."
"Goodnight Greg, give Allison my love." She said and he watched as she got into the car. He waved at his parents and got in.
"Guess it's just you and me now angel…" he said giving Rose a soft kiss.
"Mommy?" she asked him, looking at him with her blue eyes.
"She's has work to do. And you have to go to bed." He said with a smirk.
"No bed!" she protested, shaking her head.
"Yes bed!" he said and carried her to her bedroom.
But when he let her in her crib she started crying and he just couldn't stand it at that point.
He sighed and picked her up, carrying her to the playroom instead. He sat in one of the big armchairs and placed Rose on his chest, her head just above his heart.
It didn't take long for her to fall asleep and he soon joined her in a light slumber.
He woke up suddenly by Rose's movements and he opened his eyes to see Allison picking her up from his embrace. She took her to her crib and after kissing her goodnight she went to their bedroom to find him already there.
"I'm sorry…" they both said in unison.
She moved and lied on the bed next to him, laying her head on his chest just like their daughter had done.
"Couldn't you just come and talk to me?" she asked him, tilting her head in order to look at him.
"It would be easier huh?" he asked her.
"I'm sorry… I just didn't know what I was supposed to tell you. I never imagined I would have one kid, let alone asking for a second one." He admitted, averting her gaze.
She kissed his chest and raised a hand to cup his chin and make him look at her again.
"So how long have you been doing this?"
"Almost a month…" he mumbled.
At that she shot up from his embrace and looked at him disbelievingly.
"You are crazy, you know that?"
"I have an idea…" he replied, trying to suppress the smirk.
"Sooo what do you say? Are we going to give Rose a little brother?" he asked waggling his eyebrows and before she could reply he had pinned her with his body on the bed.
"You are not crazy, you are a lunatic!" she said in between laughter.
He kissed her softly at first but soon the kiss turned into a heated one, fueled by their need for each other.
"Are you going to let me make love to you then?" he asked her, his eyes looking intently into hers.
"Yes…" she breathed out and he pressed his lips to hers again.
"I won't disagree with you…" she mumbled and leaned in his embrace "When you look at him he is just like you."
"Yeah, but with your eyes..." he said, kissing her forehead.
"Do you remember when he was a baby? He would follow you everywhere you went with his eyes; they were always transfixed on you! As long as you were in his vision he was fine…" he said with an amused grin.
"Reminds me of someone else I know." She said, smirking mischievously.
"Oh yeah? And who might that be?"
"Like you don't know." She teased him.
"Look who is talking! You were jealous of those women over there who were just looking at me! You are the possessive one" he exclaimed laughing slightly.
"And you aren't?" she asked him but he chose to continue his little speech.
"By the way, you are a lot alike your daughter at that…" he said cryptically.
"What do you mean?" she asked curiously.
"When you were wheeling Emma around the park with Chris I was with Rose at the swings. And one of said women came and started talking to me."
At that Allison raised her eyebrows at him.
"Oh, don't worry. Your daughter set her straight. She asked her politely to stop occupying her daddy because her daddy was busy with her and also that her mommy was going to come soon." He said making Allison laugh and he joined in too.
"Our daughter is a genius!" she exclaimed.
"We knew that even before she was born." He stated matter of factly "She's also the spitting image of you. She looks more like you with every passing day."
"With your eyes…" she said with a soft smile.
"It's like we had planned it." He said with a smirk. "And we let Emma for the end."
"Emma is a combination. Your hair, my eyes, your smile… And your personality I'm afraid." She said playfully.
"Now I'm hurt! I don't think I'll ever recover…" he said, feigning hurt and making her laugh.
She caressed his cheek with her thumb and he leaned into her touch, enjoying the feel of her delicate touch against his skin.
"It was unexpected though…" he said with a smile on his lips.
"Tell me about it… I still remember that morning." She replied, shaking her head.
He could hear voices coming from somewhere in the house but he was unwilling to leave his warm bed.
He rolled at her side of the bed and hugged her pillow close to his chest inhaling her lingering scent on it.
He was about to open his eyes and face the day when he heard the door opening and someone crawling in the bed with him.
Too small to be Allison… he thought to himself.
He opened his eyes and the beautiful face of his daughter came into view.
"Hey angel…" he mumbled and she got immediately under the covers and into his embrace.
"'Morning daddy…" she said once settled in his arms, her face against his chest and his bicep used as a pillow.
He kissed her forehead and hugged her to him.
"How come you are not with mommy and Chris?" he mumbled, closing his eyes again and resting his chin on Rose's head.
"They are in the living room making breakfast and talking…" she mumbled back and buried her little head deeper in his chest.
He smirked at her actions. Apparently, Rose hated waking up in the morning as much as he did. So when her mother left the bed and woke her up she would get up and crawl into bed with her father to continue sleeping with him.
Chris, on the other hand, would wake up the moment Allison sat on his bed to wake him. They would stay in the living room or the kitchen having breakfast till he and Rose would decide to join them. Or, they would go to wake them up again if they stayed in for longer.
"Can't they just sleep in?" asked Rose when they heard laughter coming from the kitchen.
"That's your mother and brother we are talking about… They don't do that." he replied, trying simultaneously to stifle a yawn.
"Right…" she said, yawning as well.
"Can we play the piano in the afternoon?" she asked after a while, remembering that he had promised it last night.
"Mmmhmm…" he mumbled and hugged her tighter "Anymore questions?"
"Is mommy ok today?" asked Rose suddenly and opened her eyes to meet her father's questioning look.
"What do you mean?" he asked, concerned now.
"She was dizzy yesterday morning and her stomach hurt… She said that she must have eaten something bad…" she said, looking at him all the time.
"Yeah, she is ok sweety." He said reassuringly but his mind was already racing with a thousand miles per second.
"Sleep now…" he said before kissing her forehead.
"Ok… Love you daddy…"
"Love you too, Rose…"
She turned in his embrace, her back resting against his chest and her head on his bicep. His eyes closed but his mind refused to shut down as he started to put all the pieces of a new puzzle together.
And then it all clicked in his mind. How hadn't she seen the obvious? But of course! For the past two weeks all she was thinking was her job at the hospital. Thankfully she had the day off, they had time to talk…
He looked at the sleeping form of his daughter who had turned again in his embrace and was now lying on her back. She was like an angel when she slept so peacefully.
So much like Allison… he thought and smiled.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep again, more easily now that he had figured everything out and had his daughter in his arms.
He woke up at the sound of Allison's voice who was sitting on the bed next to Rose.
Rose soon woke up and made her way to the living room in order to watch cartoons with Chris while Allison remained on the bed, but moved closer to him and laid half her body on his.
Before she could say or do anything he had drawn her fully on top of him and she was now straddling his hips.
"So you are awake…" she mumbled, a breath away from his lips.
"Figured I'd pretend for a while to see what you'd do…" he said in a low tone and kissed her softly.
He pulled back and looked into her eyes tenderly and then he turned serious again.
"What?" she asked him the moment she saw the change in his eyes.
"You're pregnant." He stated seriously and she looked at him with raised eyebrows.
He smirked and brought his right hand to rest on her still flat stomach.
"I'm on the pill." She stated seriously and looked at him suspiciously "Unless…" she started but he cut her off.
"I swear I didn't do anything this time!" he said defensively.
"But I haven't lost my pe…" she started again but his raised eyebrows made her rethink about it.
She groaned and leaned forward, bearing her face in the crook of his neck.
"I remembered… A month ago when I was sick I didn't take the pill for some days. I was on antibiotics and totally forgot about that…" she mumbled against the skin of his neck after some quiet minutes.
When he didn't respond she pulled back to look at him and saw the small smile on his lips.
"You are not freaked out?" she asked him in disbelieve.
"I didn't freak out when I learned about the first one and I would be now?" he asked with a smirk.
"Although I will be freaked out if you mention more than three… That's it!" he said looking seriously into her eyes.
"Trust me… it's more than enough considering that they also have half your DNA." She said teasingly and he grabbed her forearms, lifting her up slightly and pinning her on the bed.
He kissed her slowly and gently both unaware of the two sets of eyes that were looking at them.
"Eeeew!" sounded from the door and they turned to look at Chris and Rose who had playful smiles on their faces.
"Do you have to do that?" asked Chris looking at his parents.
"Do you have to react like that?" he asked them and he made a move to get out of bed and both Chris and Rose run towards the living room laughing.
They lied back down on the bed and he placed a kiss on her still flat stomach before laying his head on it. Things were going to get even more interesting in their world…
"Mommy, daddy! Rose is sending Brice after me!" shouted Chris and caught their attention, bringing them back from their little trip to memory.
Chris jumped on Allison's lap and flung his arms around her neck, hugging her tight.
"Sweety, Brice isn't going to do anything, Rose is just teasing you." Allison said reassuringly making Chris's green-blue eyes turn to hers.
"You promise?" he whispered in her ear.
"Promise." She replied kissing his cheek tenderly but he refused to let go of her.
"Here you are!" exclaimed Rose, Brice trotting next to her.
"What have we told you about scaring your brother with Brice?" he asked trying to look sternly at his daughter.
"We were just playing, daddy…" she said, averting his gaze and resting her hand on the dogs head.
"Don't do it again." He said seriously and she nodded her head.
"Ok, I think we had enough time at the park for one day. Besides, Uncle James and Aunt Lisa are coming for lunch." Allison announced and both Chris and Rose starting bouncing up and down happily.
"Are Ethan and Hannah coming too?" asked Rose hopefully.
"Of course they are. So, come on, we must get going!" she said and got up from the bench taking Brice's lease while Greg took Emma's stroller.
It didn't take long to return back home and once there Allison started making lunch while Greg and the kids were in the playroom playing with the new play station.
Both Rose and Chris, although they were only 7 and 5, had become really good at video games. And Allison was pretty sure that Emma would follow in their footsteps too.
Also both of them had started playing the piano. Greg was ecstatic when Rose had managed to press the keys of the piano when he had her in his arms at the age of five months. For anyone else the fact that a baby pressed down on the keys of a piano would mean nothing but to him it was huge.
So at the age of four he started teaching her. Little stuff at the beginning. And then Allison returned home one day from work to listen to her playing the song 'Twinkle, twinkle little star' by her own, Greg sitting on the bench next to her with a proud smile on his face.
So when Chris turned four he started teaching him too. And Rose joined in helping her little brother. He was sure that when they grew up they would play some magnificent piano duets together.
The door bell rang and the kids sprinted down the hall to open the door. They were greeted by other two kids who joined them and they all sprinted down the hall together greeting their Aunt Allison with wide smile on their faces.
"Hey you!" greeted Wilson as he entered the kitchen.
"James!" exclaimed Allison happily and gave her friend a hug.
"Hey Lisa!" she said and proceeded on greeting her too.
"Where is Greg?" asked Wilson.
"He is in the play room with Emma. I'm going to call him." She said and went to the playroom only to find him in the big armchair in front of the TV, showing to Emma how to hold a joystick.
"Lisa and James are here." She said with a smile. He nodded and got up, holding Emma with his left arm.
He stepped by Rose's room first and saw all four children sitting on the floor and playing a board game.
"Hey Uncle Greg!" said Ethan, looking at him with his bright hazel eyes.
"I swear you look more like your mom with every passing day squirt." He said with a smirk.
"And how are you?" he asked, turning to look at Hannah, her warm brown eyes looking gently at him.
"I'm fine Uncle Greg! How are you?"
"Always the thoughtful one. I'm fine." He said smiling at the kid.
He winked at his daughter before exiting the room and he made his way to the living room.
"Did you start the party without us?" he asked handing his six month old daughter to Allison and sitting on the couch next to her.
"We thought you would prefer to spend the day with the kids, playing. You know." Said Cuddy teasingly.
"Nah, it's funnier messing with your heads." He replied with a smug grin.
"You are never going to grow up, are you?" asked Wilson, looking at his best friend.
"I knew it…" Wilson muttered in defeat.
All laughed at Wilson's comment and continued their talk. During the years they had developed a very good relationship all together and they spent a lot of time together.
Their kids were also best friends since they grew up together. Ethan was 5, a year younger than Rose and Hannah was 4 just like Chris so the four kids had a strong bond.
The time passed by a lot faster than the little ones would have liked and soon it was time for Ethan and Hannah to return home with their parents.
The rest of the day passed by uneventfully and it was time for Rose and Chris to go to bed. Emma was already asleep in her crib.
Rose and Chris stormed into their parents' bedroom, kissing their father goodnight and ran back to their bedrooms waiting for their mother to tuck them in.
Allison tucked them in after reading them their bed time story and kissed them goodnight.
She returned to their bedroom and lied on the bed next to him. His arms found their way immediately around her body while she rested her head on his shoulder.
She tilted her head and he captured her lips in a loving and tender kiss, their lips melting together and their bodies pressed together, molding together as one.
She laid her head back on his shoulder and brought her leg to rest over both of his, her hand on his chest over his heart.
"I love you Greg…" she mumbled, her expressive green-blue eyes melting into his blue ones.
"I love you too angel… forever…" he whispered and pressed his lips on her forehead.
It didn't take long for her to fall asleep in his arms.
He stayed awake, watching her peaceful form, listening to her even breathing, tracing every inch of her beautiful face with his eyes.
He smiled softly at himself.
He didn't understand when things changed so much. He didn't know when exactly he came to the point of needing her in order to survive. He didn't remember when he had actually learnt to love unconditionally. He couldn't even conceive the fact that he loved his children that way even before he had even held them in his arms.
The only thing he knew was that she had managed to teach him to love unconditionally. She had managed to make him live again. She had managed to make him feel more alive than ever and more loved than any other person.
And he was grateful for that. Grateful for the fact that she came into his life, grateful for the fact that she made him believe that he could love again, grateful for the fact that she gave him the two most wonderful gifts he had ever received: her love and their three wonderful children.
True… he didn't know when his life turned so much but now that he thought about it he wouldn't have it any other way.
He had come to terms with the fact that he needed her in order to breathe, that he she was the reason his heart beat, that she was his whole life…
He had come to terms with the fact that he wouldn't be able to live without his three little angels…
And it was ok, really… Because he had Allison, Rose, Chris and Emma. Well… and Brice. And who knew what happened in the future… he thought and scolded himself. She was going to bit him if he even suggested it.
But as long as he had them and their love he would be ok. More than ok, actually.
Greg House was finally happy. Genuinely happy. All that mattered in his world was her and their children.
His arms tightened instinctively around her sleeping form and she hugged him tighter in her sleep and mumbled his name. He smiled and caressed her cheek lovingly.
Yeah… he could definitely live like that, loving her and their children and being loved by them.
Because in the end that's all that matters in the world…