Life as a House:


A/N: Thank you all for beginning to read my collection of stories! As it said in the summary, this is a collection of short stories relating various points of the relationship between House and Cameron. They are in the order I write them rather than chronological order. Hopefully this will not be too confusing.

This is all set sometime in the future, after season 5. Although I have only seen the episodes through season 3, I am familiar with most (not all) of what goes on in the following two seasons and have tried to keep this somewhat canon in its history.

The stories are pretty fluffy, so if you're not into that, this may not be the thing for you. The topics covered are romance, family, a bit of light humor, and some occasional angst.

I'm not here to work on my writing abilities or to receive intense critique--I'm writing for fun and because I enjoy the stories. I'm sure my characterization of House is off, more in some of the stories than others. For that, and any other mistakes or inconsistencies I apologize.

Sorry about the length of the note. Now on to the stories!


Unnecessary disclaimer: None of the characters appearing in the TV show "House, M. D." belong to me.

Abstract: Dr. Cameron mysteriously collapses at work, sending her coworkers into a frenzy. House has fun shocking Cuddy with a big secret.


House was moving through Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital as fast as he could. "Damn this leg," he thought. Several people turned and stared, not used to seeing Dr. House in such a hurry.

He entered the elevator and pushed the button. It seemed to take forever to reach his destination. Once out of the elevator, he nearly collided with Dr. Cuddy.

"Where is she?" He demanded of his boss.

"Dr. Cameron? I can't let you in there!" Cuddy responded incredulously.

House pushed past her, and she ran up in front of him again, blocking him from the doorway.

"She needs peace and quiet, neither of which are your strong suits," Cuddy protested, annoyed.

"Well, then, you have to tell me what's wrong," House countered, pushing towards the window to see Allison sleeping peacefully, with an IV attached to her arm.

Cuddy followed him, attempting to stay between him and the patient's room. "I do not have to give you access to your co-worker's personal medical information! Nor do I have to let you see her. You're not even her boss anymore." She stayed resolute.

"I'm going to enjoy this," Dr. House thought. "You mean you're going to keep me out of my own wife's room?" he said mischievously.

"House, that isn't funny! Now get out of here!" Cuddy said, now angry.

"No, it's not funny at all. It's quite serious, in fact," he responded, digging in his pocket. "Ah… here it is." House pulled a band out of his pocket, pointedly sliding it onto his wedding finger. "It's just so hard to keep track of this thing!"

Dr. Cuddy looked amazed. "I appreciate the effort, but the joke's not funny. I can't let you in."

"Fine," House said. "Ask her."

"Why would I do that?" Cuddy asked. "It's obviously a joke."

"Ask her." House looked serious.

"House is getting better at acting," Cuddy thought. "Fine, but if you're lying…" She just shook her head. "I can't believe I'm doing this," Cuddy thought.

Cameron woke when she heard a voice.

"Dr. Cameron… Allison… I'm sorry I have to do this." The voice was Cuddy's.

"Hmm?" Cameron responded groggily, still half asleep.

"House claims that you two are married. Is that true?" Cuddy sounded annoyed.

Allison looked shocked, fully awake now, and glanced toward the doorway where her Greg now stood.

"I told her, Allison," he said matter-of-factly. Cameron looked back at Dr. Cuddy and weakly nodded.

"What?" Cuddy dropped into the chair beside Dr. Cameron's bed, pressing her hand to her chest.

"Yep! She's Mrs. House now," House said, contrivedly cheerful, moving from the doorway towards the bed.

"I'm still going to go by Dr. Cameron at the hospital," Allison assured her.

"This is a joke…" Cuddy looked completely bewildered.

"It's true, Dr. Cuddy," Cameron said seriously.

"If you say so, Dr. Cameron. I trust your word. Not his," she said, nodding towards House, who gave her an injured look.

Cuddy stood and attempted to collect her thoughts. "Well in that case, I guess my news is for you both."

She paced at the foot of the bed. "We have discovered the cause for your sudden collapse. You were dehydrated, and your blood pressure was low. However, these both stem from an underlying condition. According to the blood test, Dr. Cameron, you're pregnant."

Allison looked like she was going to faint again, the color drained from her face. Greg showed no sign of surprise.

"Pregnant?" Cameron managed to whisper.

"I'm going to leave you two alone with the news," Cuddy said, making a quick escape.

Once she left, House looked at his young wife, who still looked pale. "Come on, Allison, you've been sick for weeks. How could you not have guessed?"

"You knew?" She asked incredulously. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you had figured it out!" House replied, sitting down by his wife's bed.

"I thought it couldn't be… We've only been married such a short time," she faltered. "You're okay with this?"

"I knew it would happen sooner or later." Greg made light of the situation.

Cameron was persistent. "You're sure you're okay with this?"

"I knew what I was getting into marrying you, Allison," he said simply, conveying what he meant without saying it. "Anyways, when is Cuddy letting you out of your cell?"

"She thinks it's best if I stay at least until the end of the day," Cameron sighed.

"Well I can avoid work for another hour or so," Greg responded. "Just enough time to catch General Hospital!"


At the end of the day, Cuddy determined that Cameron would have to stay on the IV overnight. She was released in the morning and told to take the day off. House would have to face the barrage of questions at work alone.

He walked into the Diagnostics department to find both Chase and Foreman waiting for him. Foreman looked at him with an eyebrow raised. "Married, huh?"

"Hey, Blackie, Wombat. Shouldn't you be working?" House said, avoiding the question.

"Have you been dating all this time and we didn't know?" Foreman continued, ignoring Dr. House's statement.

"How did you keep this from everyone?" Chase added. Chase seemed distraught.

"I'm very sneaky," House replied with a sarcastic smile. "Now are you here to work for me or just be nosy?"

As they left, Wilson ran in looking agitated. House groaned. Wilson was going to kill him for keeping this secret from him.


House had been called into Dr. Cuddy's office.

"What do you want now?" he asked, annoyed. He sat down across the desk from her.

She looked up from her work. "You need to change your paperwork due to your sudden change in marital status."

"Doesn't Allison have to do this too? Can't she do it for me?" House whined.

"It's no secret from me that she does your paperwork, but it's time to turn the tables. You're going to fill out both sets!" Dr. Cuddy said with a fake smile.

"Oh, man…" he whined some more.

"Get to work!" Cuddy commanded.

House filled out the forms, not without more whining, and handed them back to his boss. She shuffled through them.

"This happened a whole two months ago?" Cuddy paused for a minute, thinking. "When you were supposed to be at that conference in Las Vegas? I don't believe this," she said, sounding incredulous.

"I was in Vegas," House responded with an infuriating smile.

"And Cameron was supposed to be visiting her parents that week," Cuddy said, putting the pieces together.

"She, on the other hand, is a liar," House said pretending to be serious. "Her parents don't live in Vegas," he confided.

Cuddy just shook her head. "I really can't believe it. The sarcastic, miserable Dr. House has gotten married? I never thought I'd live to see the day."

She leaned over her work again. "Now, out! I have work to do, and you have clinic duty." She gave him a look.


Greg came home to see his beautiful wife in bed.

"How are you feeling?" he said, in a voice he only used with her.

"A bit better," she said, sighing and leaning into her husband's chest. "How was your day?"

"Ugh," he grunted.

She laughed. "That bad?"

"Everyone wanted to know about our wedding, Cuddy made me fill out a bunch of paperwork, AND I had clinic duty," he whined.

Allison laughed harder, pulling him closer. "Well, now that you've taken care of the nosy people, I guess that means I can wear this to work now," she said, twirling her sparkling solitaire and matching band on her finger.

Greg grabbed that hand with his and kissed it. "How could I have gotten this lucky?" he thought, running his eyes over her alabaster skin, long dark hair and blue-gray eyes.

"I love you," he said.

She smiled. "I love you too."

And with that, she closed her eyes, and, snuggling close to her husband, fell fast asleep.