Amazing Grace- A House/NCIS story

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything House related except DVDs. Ryan is mine, though.

AN. It was really hard for me to describe the dress... it's pretty though. Remember, HOUSE/NCIS spoiler story at end. please suggest titles!

Chapter twenty-five

The clock on the wall in her room read 10.13. Cameron lay in bed, exhausted but unable to sleep, with her newborn daughter in her arms. House had gone to round up her family and the team and bring them to the room to officially meet the infant, but Cameron had some calls she wanted to make herself.

She laid her daughter in the crib beside the bed, and picked up the phone, dialing a familiar number.

"Yeah, Gibbs," came the gruff greeting and she smiled.

"Hey, Gibbs."

"Allison!" His tone was suddenly alert and Cameron beamed, practically able to hear his smile.

"How are you? Is everything okay?"

Cameron laughed and sighed happily. "Everything is perfect."

"Wait, you mean?"

"I had a baby this morning," she announced, giddy with the news.

"That's great, Allie! Congratulations! Has she got a name yet?"

"Yes, we picked it about ten minutes ago. Now you have a choice, either I can tell you now; or I can wait until you come visit."

"Allison, I currently have two special agents, a forensic scientist and a Mossad liaison officer who is a trained assassin standing about a meter away from this phone, and only because my desk is in the way. They're not the most patient people in the world."

Cameron laughed in agreement. "Ok, put me on speaker."

Gibbs did as she requested and Abby and Ziva immediately chimed in with their best wishes.

"Ok, so what do we call her?" Tony demanded.

Cameron paused. "Ok, but I really wish I could see your faces when I tell you. Are you sure you don't want to wait?"

"ALLISON!" they all cried in unison and she giggled.

"Ok, sorry. Her name is Olivia."

"Olivia?" McGee repeated.

"Yeah."

"It's so pretty! I love it!" Abby exclaimed. "Olivia House… or is it Cameron-House?"

"No, it's House." Cameron cleared her throat nervously. "Actually, her full name… is Olivia Kelly House."

Stunned silence met this statement. "Hello? Guys?"

"Kelly," Gibbs repeated softly, and Cameron smiled fondly.

"Yeah."

"That's really sweet, Al," Tony told her.

"Thanks, Tony. I'll e-mail you pictures later today once my brain starts working again."

"Speaking of work," Ziva interjected quickly. "We've got a lot to do. Congratulations, Allie. I can't wait to meet her."

"Thanks, guys. I'll call later."

Gibbs picked up the receiver and took her off speaker. "Allison?"

"Yes, Gibbs?" Cameron replied smiling.

He paused. "Thank you."

"It was my pleasure," she answered sincerely.

"How's your Dad doing?"

Cameron sighed. "Not well. He hasn't got long. Gibbs… how do I say goodbye?"

"Just tell him you love him and you'll miss him, and tell him it's okay to go," he told her gently. "And can you pass a message on for me?"

"Sure. What is it?"

"Semper Fi," came the answer and Cameron grinned.

"I'll pass it on. Thanks, Gibbs."

"No worries. We'll see you soon, okay?"

"Yes. See ya."

Cameron hung up sadly, and picked Olivia back into her arms as the door opened and her family entered.

"Oh my god! She's so tiny!" squealed Sophie and Jacqui as they hurried across the room to hug their sister.

Cameron couldn't help but laugh. "You'd think this was the first baby you'd ever seen! You both have kids!"

"Yeah, but you don't," Jacqui replied.

"So what name did you pick?" Andrew asked after he had kissed her cheek fondly.

Cameron and House exchanged a glance and then she smiled at her family. "Olivia Kelly House."

Nina took her newest granddaughter into her arms and smiled tearily. "She's beautiful, sweetheart."

"She looks like you, Allison," Chase said, craning to look closer at the infant.

Cameron beamed. "Thanks, Chase."

As Olivia was passed around the room tenderly, Cameron looked up at Nick. "Is Dad awake?"

"Awake and eagerly waiting to meet his granddaughter," he replied, nodding.

His sister immediately whirled around to face Cuddy. "Can I go see him?"

Cuddy nodded. "Of course. I'll get the nurse to bring in a wheelchair."

House took their daughter off Foreman as he and Wilson helped Cameron into the wheelchair, before carefully placing Olivia in her mother's arms.

"I'll take you there," he volunteered and began to push the chair out into the corridor.

"Did you call Gibbs?" he asked her quietly once they were outside and she nodded.

"Yeah. He sounded… extremely pleased."

"Good. What about Ryan?"

"He was going to be working late tonight. I'll call him after I see Dad. Did you call your parents?"

House hesitated. "Yes…"

"Greg," she said warningly.

"I will, I will," he rolled his eyes and stopped outside Ted's room, crouching down to meet her eyes.

"You ready for this?"

"No," she whispered.

House smiled, kissed her lightly, then opened the door. Ted was sitting up in bed, and his face lit up as he saw Cameron enter the room.

"There's my princess!" he greeted her cheerfully, although his voice was weak and Cameron smiled broadly at him.

"Hi, Dad."

House helped her stand up and sit on the bed next to her father. "I'll wait outside," he said quietly, and closed the door behind him.

Cameron handed her father the baby, and settled herself on the edge of the bed.

"Oh, honey… she's beautiful!" Ted beamed proudly. "What's her name?"

"Olivia Kelly House," Cameron replied quietly, taking a mental picture of her father holding her daughter for the first time.

"Liv… she's as beautiful as her mother."

Cameron smiled sadly. "I can't believe you're not going to be able to give me away."

"Been there, done that," Ted grinned at her.

"I know. It's not the same though," she murmured.

"No, it's not," he said gently. "One of your brothers can do it though, can't they?"

Cameron laughed. "Can I trust them to let go once we reach the altar?"

Ted laughed too, his breath wheezing slightly. "Good point. Allie, you just pick someone who you trust and value their opinion and someone who can do the job, and feel as proud as if you were their daughter, okay?"

She nodded tearily, and swallowed hard. "Ok. By the way, Gibbs asked me to pass on a message."

"What was it?" Ted frowned.

"Semper Fi," she grinned, and Ted smiled.

"Semper Fi," he repeated softly, and handed Olivia back to his daughter.

Father and daughter talked for a little while longer before House returned so Cameron could get some sleep.

"I love you, Dad." She whispered, kissing his cheek before she left.

He grasped her hand tightly. "I love you too, Princess. I am so proud of you."

Ted looked up at House sternly. "Take care of them, Greg."

House nodded solemnly. "You have my word."

Ted hugged his youngest daughter one last time before she left, and went to sleep remembering every detail of his tiny granddaughter's face.

Theodore William Cameron died four days after the birth of Olivia Kelly House. He went peacefully, with his wife by his side and his children in the room. It took awhile for Cameron to adjust to the emotional upheaval of becoming a mother and losing her father so closely together, and find the motivation to start making wedding plans. Eventually, though she and House set the date for the following June, when Olivia would be ten months old.

Cameron had asked her childhood best friend, Sasha, as well as Sophie, Jacqui, Ziva and Abby to be her bridesmaids and House had recruited Wilson, Foreman, Matt, Nick and Andrew to be groomsmen. To compensate for them not being in the wedding party, she had seated Cuddy, Chase, Ryan, Tony, McGee, and Gibbs with her family at the closest table to the front at the reception, but still felt guilty. As Christmas and the New Year passed, Cameron seriously began to think about who she wanted to give her away. In the end it was Nina who gave her the idea and her approval, and she took Olivia to Washington one week to do the deed in person.

"Allison!" McGee exclaimed happily as she entered the NCIS offices, carrying Olivia in her arms. At now nearly five months, she looked more like Cameron that ever, although certain personality quirks were definitely her father's.

"Hey, Tim. Where is everyone?" she asked, handing him her daughter.

"Uh, Gibbs' is up talking to the Director, and Tony and Ziva are at lunch. I didn't know you were coming?"

"No, it's a surprise," she smiled broadly.

"I think she gets cuter every day," McGee said in wonder, gazing at Olivia.

Cameron laughed. "She does, trust me. Is Abs here?"

"Yeah, she's down in the lab… are you going to take Liv to see her?"

She grinned. "You can come, and you can carry her until we get there."

"Thanks, Al," McGee smiled sheepishly as they headed for the elevator.

Just before they entered the lab, Cameron took Liv back off a reluctant McGee and the doors hissed open.

"Abby?" McGee called, not able to spot the scientist.

"Hey, McGee!" came the distant call. "I'm just installing a new program I got to… oh my god! Allie!"

Abby dashed across the lab to hug her friend and took Liv into her arms. "Oh, she's so sweet! Allie, you have no idea how grateful I am that you are not making me wear pink for your wedding! Not that there's anything wrong with pink, but it's just so not my color. Red on the other hand, is my best color after black, of course, and it looks great on Ziva too. How are the wedding plans coming? We got our invites yesterday, and they're absolutely gorgeous! Almost as nice as our dresses, and I think it's great you didn't go with the floor length. It looks so much more elegant with the just below the knee hem. Have you picked your dress yet? Oh, I can't believe how big Livvie is now! It seems like we were just seeing her as a week old, like five minutes ago!"

"Abby!" Cameron interrupted her, laughing. "Remember to breath between sentences!"

"Sorry," Abby grinned. "What are you doing here?"

"Just a quick visit. I wanted to make sure yours and Ziva's dresses fitted, and that the invitations arrived and everything."

The two women chatted away and then McGee's cell rang. "Hello? Hi, boss… actually, I'm down in Abby's lab. There's something you may want to see…"

Cameron shook her head violently and pointed up. McGee nodded quickly.

"It's okay, boss we're coming up. Are Tony and Ziva back yet? Ok, bye."

He hung up and looked at them. "Everyone's upstairs, are we going up now?"

"I'll carry Liv!" Abby volunteered.

"Oh, I want to carry her!" McGee interjected.

Cameron laughed and took her daughter back as they headed for the elevator. "How about I carry Liv?"

Tony was facing the elevator as the doors opened and his jaw dropped as he saw Cameron.

"Allie!" he cried, approaching her quickly and Ziva and Gibbs whirled around in shock.

"Hey, guys!" she smiled as Tony hugged her, and Liv together.

"Allison! What are you doing here?" Ziva asked, after she had embraced her friend.

Cameron explained about the wedding tasks as she greeted Gibbs and once that was taken care of, she turned to Gibbs, who was now holding Liv on his lap.

"Actually, can I talk to you for a sec?"

Gibbs regarded her closely and nodded. "Sure."

He handed Olivia to Ziva and led Cameron to a private room. "What's up?"

Cameron smiled as she sat opposite him, taking a deep breath. "After Livvie was born, the first time my Dad saw her; we were talking about the wedding."

Gibbs nodded. "Okay."

"Dad said I should pick someone I trust and whose opinion I value to give me away instead of him. And… I was wondering if you would do it?"

Gibbs paused and Cameron couldn't read his expression. Nervously, she continued. "It's just, you've always looked out for me since you've known me… and I know it's not the same, but you never got the chance to give Kelly away or anything…"

Gibbs smiled and took her hands, kissing her cheek. "Allison, I'd be honored."

"Really?" she beamed and he nodded.

"Really. Are you sure you don't want one of your brothers to do it?"

Cameron laughed. "I'm not sure they'd actually let me go once we reached the altar!"

She stood up and hugged Gibbs tightly. "Thanks, Gibbs."

"Allison, I'm giving you away and your daughter's partly named for my daughter. Are you ever going to call me Jethro?"

She giggled. "Ok, Jethro."

"Good girl," he smiled at her, then they left the room.

In early June, Allison Cameron and Greg House were married. Gibbs entered the room where Cameron was waiting patiently for the ceremony to start, nervously adjusting her hair.

"You look gorgeous, relax."

She whirled around at the sound of his voice and smiled. "Thanks. I'm just a little nervous."

"Don't be. You've done this before, remember?"

She nodded. "Yeah ok." She took a deep breath to calm her stomach.

"Jethro?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you… again, for doing this."

Gibbs smiled. "It's my pleasure."

Cameron smiled in return, but her face was still slightly pale. Gibbs sat her down, and took her hands.

"Allison, Kelly was eight years old when she died. Since she and Shannon died, I've spent a lot of time wondering what she would be like now if she was alive."

"She'd be twenty-three," Cameron smiled.

Gibbs nodded. "Exactly. Everything I imagine her being, is just what I've picked up from others. But the image is pretty much the same these days."

"What would she be like?" Cameron asked curiously.

Gibbs' face was soft as he pictured his daughter. "She'd be a combination of all my girls. She'd be as beautiful as Shannon, as smart as Abby, as strong as Ziva, as sassy as Kate, and as sweet and loving as you."

Cameron had tears in her eyes, as she hugged him hard and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, Jethro. You know, no matter what she'd be like, she'd be really, really proud of her dad."

"I hope so," Gibbs replied quietly. He rose and offered her his arm.

"Are you ready?"

She grinned up at him and stood too taking his arm. "Let's do this!"

It was a short and simple service, but very sweet, and the bridesmaids looked wonderful in their red knee-length gowns. The bride wore a beautiful double silk crepe gown, designed by Australian designer, Steven Khalil. It was overlaid in silk tulle, hand embroidered and stitched over with silk flowers and ostrich feathers and a long lacy train and veil.

"I love you," House murmured to his new wife as they danced their first dance as husband and wife together.

She smiled up at him, her eyes lit. "I love you too."

"Can I ask one question?" he asked her.

"Sure."

"Why did we invite a former patient?"

Cameron rolled her eyes at him. "Because. That's Adam Roosevelt. The marine we treated? If he hadn't of gotten sick, NCIS never would have been called in and then you never would have been jealous of Tony, and we never would have gotten together."

House scoffed. "I was not jealous of DiNozzo!"

Cameron raised an eyebrow. "No?"

"No! I was just… protective of you."

"You mean possessive," she grinned in reply, giggling.

"I mean protective," he retorted.

Cameron just smiled knowingly as they continued to dance.

The End

OK, this story... basically Cameron goes on holidays to DC to visit her sister and meets Tony. They fall in love... date... etc. Then, after the anniversary of her husband's death, she starts getting stalked by her husband's best friend... (yes, the infamous Joe), who then kidnaps her. Coz i made her husband and Joe marines, NCIS can take the case. ta-da! Desperate for title suggestions!