Lisa closed the laptop and sat it on the coffee table in front of her and looked out into the back yard. The golden sun shined brightly through the large windows lining the wall opposite of her. She smiled having enough experience to know the hilarity was coming soon as she sat on the sofa in the sun room of their house. She was looking out into the back yard and watching as Logan, Madison, and Hayden tried to give Trouble a bath, with little success, as Isabella jumped on the trampoline. The dog had gotten significantly bigger, and still lived up to his name. He refused to take a bath, which he really needed, after digging through the neighbor's flower bed. Luckily, she thought, they had moved into a neighborhood full of families, that didn't get too upset about things like that. Well, except for the little old lady that lived down the street. Noah, stood at the French doors, using the windows to balance himself as he watched them, amused by the circus act in front of him.

"Give it to me," she heard Madison yell as she tried to pry the sponge from Trouble's mouth.

The dog only took this as a playful game of tug-o-war and pulled back, causing Madison to fall forward a little. Hayden stood over the dog and pulled backwards on his collar trying to aid Madison in dislodging the sponge from its jaws. Logan walked over with the hose to help by trying to pry the dog's jaws open. The hose got to close to the dog's mouth and he let go of the sponge only to grab the hose out of Logan's hand.

"Izzy, no," Hayden tried to warn the girl, but it was too late. Isabella had thrown the little blue ball to the other side of the yard and Trouble took off after it, knocking Hayden to the ground. The pain she felt as she landed on her butt, was soon forgotten as she let out a yelp after having gotten sprayed in the face with the hose as Trouble ran away with it still in his mouth, wetting all three of them.

Noah let out a squeal before hitting the glass a couple of times and falling into a fit of laughter. Lisa couldn't help, but to follow as she too started laughing.

"Wow," she heard a voice come from behind her. "Hard to believe they're A students."

She turned around with a warm smile on her face, happy that he was home.

"Aww don't be so hard on them," she told him as he walked over to the door and picked up Noah. "Everyone who comes into the hospital find it hard to believe that you're as good a doctor as they hear."

He held his hand to his chest as if he was offended then turned his attention back to the little boy in his arms. Before he could say anything, the baby took one of his drooled filled hands out of his mouth and dragged it across House's cheek and lips, leaving a trail of his drool. He looked unsure as his dad twisted his face into one of disgust, but started to laugh and kick his little feet after hearing his mother's soft laughter behind him. He walked over to the couch with the baby still in his arms and took a seat next to Lisa. He sat Noah on his left leg and draped his right arm across the back of the couch, and she scooted closer to him.

"How was work?" she asked before placing her hand on his cheek, turning his head towards her and giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"Okay," he said. "But I really wish you would hurry up and come back so I can stop doing so much clinic duty."

"How many hours did you do this week?" she asked him.

"A grueling thirty minutes," he said.

She tilted her head to the side and looked at him disappointedly. She was fooling herself when she thought he would go easy on her replacement after she had asked him too. She laid her head on his shoulder and went back to watching Trouble, give the kids a bath.

He couldn't help the smile that splayed across his face as she snuggled closer to him. He kissed the top of her head and joined her in watching the mayhem in the back yard. He couldn't help but think this was they way it was supposed to be; a functionally dysfunctional family. He loved coming home to her and having her to talk to after work. He loved falling asleep with her in his arms, and waking up next to her. He even liked the feel of the drool that was currently leaking from his son's mouth and down the back of his hand. He loved everything about the life that they had pieced together and made for themselves, and he wouldn't trade if for the world.

The End

A/N: Again, I hope you guys enjoyed this story. Sadly this is the end.