#house we need to cure this patient

[sweetdreamsbynie]

monthly sweetdreamsbiney house md post

[secxyseren]

Robert chase is like a cat, I look at him and think ‘he is so woo woo, So wee we woo woo, look at him suggest sarcoidosis, so juvenile, so silly silly stupid of him, look at him kill that guy, isn’t he so sweet, so Australian, so oblivious, just a little guy’

For reference this is the *grown man* im talking about

[fribblr]

DOG-E UPDATE: i got him a new motherboard (JIC) and eventually got around to ordering a graphics card. But of course, putting the new graphics card in would be too easy and Dog E decided to shit the bed and his power supply is (probably) toast. I have the old one with the broken plug still so I think I might have to do some minor surgery.

In the meantime, if you would like to help support this computer's apparently endless vet bills, my 2012-core commissions get put directly to taking care of my machines. (No pressure though! I did get a job shortly after my last update)

A few months ago I dragged out our old family computer and realized the little guy has feet that look like PAWS ! his name is DOG-E

[crosswordist]

i would like to issue a formal apology to everyone i have recited more mouse bites at today. it’s going to happen again but this time i am sorry.

[ariiii33]

My intercrainial pressure too high! Please shoot me with a gun!

[fleshdyk3]

house we need to cure this patient

[humanteethmarksonhumanbone]

still sick, mouse bites are my last hail mary

[hotchology]

jodie liked my mouse bites impression

[consciouscarrot]

day 11 - medical kink/doctor x patient [r.lupin]

remus lupin x fem!reader

content warnings; dub/con, innocence, abuse of power (remus), so many pet names, vaginal fingering, p in v, basically ‘hysteria’, very unrealistic loss of virginity (next to no pain mentions, remus doesn’t go slow etc), r thinks she’s been wetting herself slightly but she’s just horny and wet lol, age gap (r is 18, remus’ age is undisclosed but he’s a licensed doctor)

notes; (unintentionally) the longest fic i’ve even written by far, oh my god my thumbs hurt. all likes, comments and reblogs much appreciated. as always mdni

part 2

kinktober/flufftober masterlist

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you’d been guided into the empty room at the doctors office by the bored receptionist, her muttering something about the doctor joining you soon, and to take a seat.

it had been a few minutes since then, you were sat carefully on one of the patients chairs, grasping nervously at the cross hanging between your breasts. the ticking of the clock only amplified your nerves, leg bouncing as you stared at the door, imaging all the ways this appointment could go wrong.

you jumped when the door opened, doctor lupin walked in, smiling widely as he shut and locked the door behind him.

“hello, it’s lovely to see you again, y/n,” he sat down at his chair, not taking his eyes off of you.

you nodded along, not trusting your voice just yet, nails now digging into your bare thighs, skirt shifting higher up your legs.

“now, i was told that you’d been having some female problems, could you tell me more about that?”

avoiding eye contact, you chewed on you lip before attempting to explain your embarrassing situation, “i- um, i’ve been having some- some weird feelings, y’know uh, down there,” you mumbled.

“okay, how long has this been going on for, hm?���

“a few weeks, maybe. it’s- it’s on and off though, not all the time,” what you refused to mention, was that whenever you were experiencing these feelings, was when you were thinking about your hot new doctor.

“yeah? so around the time that i saw you last? why didn’t you mention anything then, sweetheart? it seems to be bothering you an awful lot,”

oh my gosh, this was the most mortifying moment of your life. how on earth were you supposed to tell him that the weird sensations only started happening since you met him.

you’d had to change doctors after you moved house, still living at home with your parents, and had met dr lupin for a standard checkup. you’d instantly become a stuttering mess- much like you were now- at how attractive he was.

you weren’t sure how to answer his question, cheeks flaming, and almost sighed in relief when he clearly pitied you enough to ask something different.

“do you think you could describe what the weird feelings are like, honey? are they painful?” he asks, face twisted in concern.

“no they don’t hurt, it’s like- tingly, i think. feels throbby and uncomfortable. it um-,” you shifted in your seat, eyes locked on your mary-jane clad feet.

“it’s okay, take your time,”

“it makes me pee a little, i keep having to change my- my underwear,” you eyes began to sting in humiliation, knowing that if your parents found out that you’d been wetting yourself at the age of 18, they’d never speak to you again.

“sh, sh there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. are you sure it’s pee? or is it thicker, maybe a clearish-white?”

“yeah, it’s just like that, and it’s sticky too,”

“i think i know the problem, y/n. it’s easily treated, but you’ll need regular treatments with me to keep it contained, okay?” he wheeled his chair closer to his desk, typing something in his computer, nodding when you meekly said okay.

you were beyond relieved that you were going to be okay, that you wouldn’t have to confess your sins to the priest and your parents, that you could be cured by your nice doctor.

“alright, i need you to fully undress, get into this gown and lay down on the bed for me, then we can start the first session,” he gave you no room for arguments, handing you a pale blue hospital gown and turning back to his computer.

you shuffled over to the bed, slowly undressing and blanching at the thought of him seeing you borderline naked. your family were very christian and at a young age you had promised to never ruin yourself, especially not before marriage. you’d never been allowed any boyfriends growing up, always heavily punished if you’d been caught even looking at a boy for too long.

you’d since learnt your lesson, only having girl friends, steering clear of anyone outside of the church and keeping your head down in public. the idea that dr lupin would be seeing you down there, was enough to bring you close to tears.

you peered over your shoulder periodically, nervous that he’d turn around and catch a peep of your bare skin.

slipping into the gown, you climbed onto the bed, laying back as you called out to him that you were ready.

you watched dr lupin set up, snapping on his gloves and sanitising various terrifying looking equipment on his metal table.

“just need you to pop your feet in the stirrups, lovely girl,”

you carefully did as he said, legs spread wide and feeling oh so vulnerable, but terribly scared of disappointing him. you hated it, but a small part of you was loving the way his hands gripped your ankles when he strapped you in, murmuring reassurances about it being for everyone’s safety, thumb stroking along your delicate skin.

eventually, he stood between your legs, blue gloved hands hovering above your private parts, “is it okay if i start? i’ll need to touch you.”

you nodded your consent, breath hitching as he made contact with your very inner thigh, fingertips sliding closer to where the problem originated, his eyes never leaving the area.

“are you having those feelings now? you’re all wet, love,”

a tear finally slipped free, cooling your burning cheeks as you turned your head away, shame consuming you.

“oh baby, it’s okay, i’m gonna help you, you want me to make you feel better?”

you nodded, finally looking up at him with salty tears glittering in your pretty eyes, wanting nothing more than this horrible feeling to go away. you wanted dr lupin to make you all better.

his digits glide over your pussy, your warm slick coating them. you whimper when he hits your sensitive clit, legs twitching in response. the taste of iron coated your tongue, biting down as a pathetic effort to try and keep quiet, mindful of other patients in the waiting room just down the hall.

he slowly started circling it, free hand going to press at your throbbing hole, “fuck, you really aren’t very well, are you poppet? s’alright, i have just the thing to make you feel good again, it’ll fix you right up,”

you cried out when a finger entered you, tight walls spasming around the foreign object. sobbing and shaking, so overcome with pleasure with him working you up to your fast approaching orgasm. you let out a sharp gasp, confused as to what was happening to your body. you were losing control of your movements, and you began to worry that you were being possessed by a demon.

those thoughts were cleared from your mind when you came with a squeal, thighs closing around his hands in an effort to get the overwhelming pleasure to stop. you were astounded that something medical could feel so amazing, or even that it was possible to feel like this at all. you felt very lucky that you had such a good doctor, even if he made you feel flustered.

already, the feeling deep in your belly was starting to be satiated, but you really hoped that there would be more treatment today, as it still lingered and you desperately needed to feel that bliss again.

when he pulled his fingers away, he could see the white substance ringed around them, arousal fluid still connecting your heat to him in strings. his erection was pulsing against his trousers, dampening the fabric there as he tried to hold back from corrupting you too much.

oh well, too late now.

he whispered praises to you, rubbing your thighs and smearing your cum all over them as he tried to calm you down, smiling softly when you reopened your eyes.

“that was intense, huh? you did so well for me, just need one more from you, then you’re all done for today. i know, it’s a lot, but it’s really important that we fully complete the treatment, especially seeing as you shook so much,”

you nodded hazily, head much too clouded in pleasure to be able to take in what he was saying. you’d never felt that good in your life, and you supposed that it was a good thing that you’d gone to the doctors first instead of the priest, feeling much better already.

still so caught up in your mind, you didn’t pay any attention to what dr lupin was doing, not noticing him snapping off his gloves before unbuckling his belt and pulling out his reddened cock.

“this piece of equipment is really gonna make a lot of difference in your recovery,” he said, rubbing his tip along your puffy entrance, groaning quietly when it caught, slipping inside slightly.

you moaned loudly when he finally pushed in, eyes rolling to the back of your head at the mixture of pleasure and pain.

dr lupin had to hold still for a moment, trying to hold back from giving you a creampie already at the sight of your virgin blood staining his cock, pearly white and crimson mixing to create a rosy pink that coated him.

checking that you were doing okay, he pulled out until only his tip was left inside of you. fingers grasping at your waist, hard enough that he knew it would leave plum coloured bruising, remus gave you no warning before he began to pound into you, letting out guttural groans as your back arched off the bed.

the clinical paper ripped beneath you, his hips slapping against you, the two of you moaned, fully giving up on staying quiet, getting lost in the feel of each other.

his rough hands grabbed at your ass, tugging you towards him with each thrust, sweat collecting along his hairline. his eyes switched between looking at your face and your pussy, tears still spilling over with a heated face, pussy covered in your shared fluids, throbbing around him.

feeling your high building up again, he held back his own, wanting to finally release together, he lifted a hand off of your ass, circling steadily over your little button to push you over the edge.

the band coiling inside of you finally snapped, and you whimpered as you squirmed around, body shaking uncontrollably. your nails dug into the sides of the bed, trying to hold on as he worked you through your orgasm, groaning out as he too let go.

you felt his hot cum spurting inside of you, moaning at the new feeling, praying internally that this would never end. your previously arched back fell down as your orgasm ended, aftershocks still wracking your body. you were happy that he had gotten to feel this good too, even if you didn’t understand what that fluid was, or why he’d felt pleasure as well.

breathless, his body involuntarily folded itself over in exhaustion, slumping down onto yours. he tried to catch his breath, feeling your chest expand and collapse underneath his face, heart beating wildly.

he slid he cock out of you, and you were just about lucid enough to notice this time that the piece of equipment was attached to his body. you thought it was quite handy to have something so useful joined onto him, wondering if that was a part of the training to become a doctor.

hot cum poured out of your abused hole, trailing down onto the ripped up clinical paper, soaking the already damp material. remus pulled it out from under you, binning it before grabbing a couple of baby wipes from a nearby drawer.

“good girl, did amazing for me, baby. y’might just be my best patient,”

he wiped you down, soothing you when you jolted from the cold feeling of the wipes, unstrapping your ankles, then guiding you into slowly standing and redressing, turning away when necessary but occasionally peering over his shoulder to catch glimpses of your pretty body.

“i think we’ll book you in for another session, let’s say two days from now? is 6:00pm alright with you?” he asked when you were ready to leave.

you quickly agreed, already excited for the next appointment. he helped you out to the car park where your parents were already waiting for you, ignoring the dirty look the receptionist gave the two of you, patiently holding you up as you stumbled along, before subtly patting at your bum, telling you that he can’t wait to see you again.

part 2

[is-it-sarcoidosis]

multiple times a day my sister randomly rattles off “house we need to cure this patient” (occasionally in a horrible australian accent) which, of course, has only one appropriate way for me to respond.

[jaylion04]

House we need to cure the patient

[i-like-what-this-says-about-you]

every episode of house md part 3

high school teacher: alright class settle down, it is time for chemistry!

the students moan

random student #1: please mr roberts can we just use this period to do homework

mr roberts: no, chemistry is important, you see-

mr roberts starts choking

random student #2: oh my god! someone get him some water!

mr roberts stops choking

mr roberts: sorry about that folks, moving on-

mr roberts falls to the ground, unconscious

*** house and wilson are walking together

house: wilson, my guy, you are wearing a nice tie. you must be cheating on your wife

wilson: you’re just trying to find a way to compliment my tie without seeming nice. so, thank you. anyway, i have this case. high school chemistry teacher keeps randomly choking on nothing.

house: so? he has anderson’s choking disease

wilson: no, it doesn’t only occur when he’s sleeping. not anderson’s.

there is a brief moment of homoerotically staring and grinning at each other

house: ok, i’ll take it.

he grabs the file

***

house: ok people, new case. man can’t stop choking!

cameron: hmmm… can’t be andersons…

foreman: could it be cancer in his throat?

house: that only shows up for a minute or two every few days?

chase: longmedicalnameadocis!

house: good thinking, test for that, in the mean time start him on fancydrugname.

*** in the clinic

house sighs, pops a few vicodin, and enters a clinic room

clinic patient: my knees hurt.

house takes a good hard look at the patient. he’s ancient. every inch of him is wrinkled. his head has only a few surviving white hairs. next to him is who house assumes is his daughter.

house (sarcastically): hhhmmm… now this is a hard one.

daughter: please take him seriously! just a week ago it seemed like he was way younger! he had barely any wrinkles, he was running 4 miles a day- he was healthy and fit! something’s up!

the patient coughs and begins to struggle to breathe. he takes out an inhaler.

daughter: a week ago he didn’t need an inhaler. now he’s using it multiple times a day!

house (not sarcastically this time): interesting… i want to run a few tests.

*** in the office

foreman: fancydrugname made him worse.

house: chase you idiot you were way wrong.

chase: 😣😣🥺🥺

house writes the new symptoms on the board

foreman: i think it’s neurological.

house: okay, what neurological disorder could cause this?

foreman thinks in contemplation

cameron: insertanotherlongmedicalnamehere?

chase: there’s no treatment for that.

house: wrong. we can do surgery

foreman: surgery?

house: take out part of his brain

*** cuddy’s office

cuddy (angry): NO! you cannot cut into this man’s brain with no proof! it’s a rare condition, most people with it die and this treatment has never been used for the condition before!

house: i have proof.

cuddy: oh really?

house: yes. i think it will work and i’m always right.

cuddy shakes her head

cuddy: no.

*** in the clinic, same patient as before

daughter: please tell me you know what’s wrong with him.

the patient has a bag of almonds in his hand. he is shoveling handfuls of them into his mouth

house: jeez, that’s a lot of almonds- **epiphany moment** house: i have to go!!

daughter: what? what about my dad!!!

house (from out the clinic room): get him to stop eating all those damn almonds!!

*** mr roberts’ room

house: have you been exposed to large amounts of almonds recently?

mr roberts: yes, my son just started working at an almond factory.

house: aha! my proof!

house leaves, leaving mr roberts confused and in distress

*** mr roberts gets the surgery and is cured

once again, wilson and house are walking together. wilson is eating almonds

wilson: want one?

[kimtranssexler]

Okay I checked out the first episode and I can’t take this seriously because every time they say the word “medicine,” in my head I hear “did you try the medicine drug? Only stupid people try the medicine drug. You are stupid.” Which is bad because they say medicine every thirty seconds because this is a medical show.

Is House actually gay or are y’all fucking with me? Should I watch House for the yaoi?

[goldenspirits]

💉 catholicguilt follow

@house we need to cure this patient

🏠 greg follow

did you try the medicine drug?

💉 catholicguilt

i did try the medicine drug

🏠 greg

only stupid people try the medicine drug.

you are stupid

🧠 foremanfiveman follow

I tried the stupid drug!! :D

🏠 greg

You are a black man

🧠 foremanfiveman

This vexes me.

😷 theunnamedpatient follow

i hauve blood dripping down my nose that is dripping

🥼 competentladydoctor follow

That's bad.

😷 theunnamedpatient

also i was biutten by mice due to my poour hygiene

👩‍⚕️ lisacunty follow

You need hygiene drug.

Also I haven't spoken in a while.

🏠 greg

NO.

Hygiene drug will kill the patient.

He needs mouse bites to live.

👩‍⚕️ lisacunty

I forbid this.

🏠 greg

Don't care.

💉 catholicguilt

MORE MOUSE BITES.

😷 theunnamedpatient

I feel better! :) no moure nose blood thank you doctor

🏠 greg

I am very smart.

🐶 puppydogeyes follow

I too am in this episode.

[ariiii33]

This is so Remy ‘thirteen’ Hadly

[vigilante-3073]

How about an imagine in which reader and house are together established long term or married doesn’t matter, recently house has been thinking about taking the next step and starting a family. At the same time reader (who is also a doctor) is taking care of a little baby or toddler and maybe their family left them or died or whatever and reader falls in love with the baby and begs house to adopt them. And later when they finally finish all the legal stuff and the baby is officially theirs, they find out they’re also pregnant

I’m a sucker for house with a happy family

Baby Fever

Gregory House x Psychiatrist Female Wife Reader

Summary: Doctor House is suffering from an illness that desperately needs to be cured.

TW: Mentions of death/adoption/sex, babies.

A/N: Love this request so much!

C/N: Cousin's name D/N: Daughter's name

Doctor House had baby fever.

Y/N and House had been married for almost seven years, they had talked about the idea of having children before he proposed. Y/N had always wanted to have a baby, but the timing had never been right.

Y/N was a the head of the inpatient mental health department at Princeton-Plainsboro. She saw both adults and children while they were admitted to the mental health units. Y/N had always taken her job incredibly serious and felt awful when she took time off. The relationships that she created with her patients were vital and she was dedicated to ensuring that they could trust her.

House had to admit that Y/N was good at her job and he respected that, but as time passed, the idea of having children was put on the back burner.

Then there was an accident.

Y/N's cousin had gotten into a car accident on the highway, she and her husband both tragically passed away. They left behind a beautiful four month old baby girl that stole the hearts of anyone who saw her.

Y/N had always been close to her cousin, she was the maid of honor at their wedding and threw her a baby shower before D/N was born. House and Y/N had babysat for the couple on multiple occasions, which is actually how House wound up with baby fever in the first place.

D/N had been passed around to various close family relatives while things were being figured out, the will would be read soon and the couple's assets would be distributed.

Y/N had encouraged them to write a will before D/N was born, stating that they needed to decide what would happen if something ever happened to them. It was an unfortunate thing to be right about, but it was important.

Y/N offered to take D/N for a few days while the rest of the family gathered to read the will. Y/N was incredibly good with her and the little girl loved her. House watched Y/N bounce the baby in her arms, humming softly as she rocked her to sleep.

House leaned on the door jamb, a soft smile on his face as Y/N leaned over the crib and laid the sleeping infant down on the mattress. Y/N made sure the baby monitor was on before making her way over to her husband. The couple stepped out of the room, closing the door gently behind themselves and walking out to the living room. House sat down on the couch and Y/N sat beside him, leaning into his side as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

Y/N leaned forward briefly to place the monitor on the table in front of them before settling into her husband's side. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, "You're really good with her," He said.

She smiled, "She's the sweetest little thing," Y/N said, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I've been thinking that maybe we could revisit the idea of having a baby," House said.

"House," Y/N started, already shaking her head.

"Just think about it for one second. We could have the cutest kid known to man and it would be brilliant," He said.

"A baby with your eyes would be pretty cute," She replied.

"You could work through your entire pregnancy and you could talk to your patients on video chat the whole time you're off," House offered.

"Who would look after them while we're at work?" Y/N asked.

"We'll get a nanny," House shrugged.

"And when you stay at work until four o'clock in the morning while on a case?" Y/N questioned.

"I can still have an epiphany while covered in baby barf," House said, Y/N smiled.

"I'll cut down my hours. Home by seven every night and have the team call if they need me," He added.

"Are you serious about this, House? This is a big decision," Y/N said.

"I've been sure for years. That cute little gremlin in the other room made me one hundred and fifty percent sure," He said, tilting his head in the direction of the guest bedroom where the baby was sleeping.

Y/N sighed, opening her mouth to respond before someone knocked on the door. The baby stirred in her crib and began to cry.

"I'll get her, you get the door," Y/N said, grabbing the monitor and making her way to the guest bedroom.

House stood up from the couch, making his way over to the door and opening it. Y/N's aunt and uncle stood on the doorstep, "Is Y/N here?" Her aunt questioned.

House nodded, stepping out of the way to allow them to enter the apartment, "She's in with D/N," House said.

The couple moved into the apartment and House closed the door behind them, "Want a drink?" He asked.

"Just a water, if possible, dear," Y/N's aunt said.

"I'm alright," Her uncle said, waving him off politely.

"Have a seat. Y/N will be out in a minute or two," House said, moving into the kitchen. He returned with a glass of ice water, passing it to Y/N's aunt.

"Thank you, Greg," She said, he nodded. Y/N's aunt and uncle settled on the loveseat, sitting close to one another.

House sat down on the couch, hand kneading the muscle of his thigh gently. Y/N made her way out into the living room, a look of surprise on her face when she saw her family members.

"Sorry to barge in on you last minute, dear," Y/N's aunt said, standing to hug the young woman.

"It's good to see you," Y/N said, giving her aunt and uncle a quick hug before settling in beside her husband.

"Did everything go okay with the will read?" Y/N asked.

"That's actually what we wanted to talk to you about, dear. Your cousin wrote you into her will and I-," Her aunt paused, tears gathering in her eyes. Her husband settled his hand on her back, offering silent comfort to his wife.

"We don't have to do this now, it can wait," Y/N assured.

Her aunt shook her head quickly, "You need to know, honey... Your cousin wanted you to be D/N's guardian," She said shakily.

"What? Are you- Are you sure?" Y/N asked softly.

Her aunt reached over, pulling a yellow envelope from her purse and passing it to the young woman. Y/N took it from her hand, sliding the document out of the envelope and setting it in her lap as she read it over.

"All money made in the sale of the house will go into a trust for D/N to pay for her schooling. The rest of their assets will be liquidated, C/N wanted you to receive fifty percent of the funds while the rest is split evenly between us and his parents... She wanted you to be able to pay off your student loans," Y/N's aunt said softly, wiping her tears.

Y/N's eyes flickered over the pages, struggling to focus as tears clouded her vision.

"Why don't you let me take a look?" House asked, holding his hand out.

Y/N passed him the documents, allowing him to look over it.

"I'm so sorry, I had no idea," Y/N said shakily.

"No, honey, you have nothing to be sorry for. That baby loves you and she will have an amazing life with you, I just know it," Y/N's aunt assured.

"We know that you will honor her parents' memory and that is the most important thing. Just know that we still want to be a part of her life," Her uncle said.

Y/N nodded, "Of course. You're her grandparents and nothing can change that," She assured, wiping a tear with a sniffle. House rested his hand on her thigh and she quickly covered it with her own.

Y/N's aunt looked over at her husband with a watery smile, "Our girl is in good hands," She said.

"The best," House replied, eyes focused on his wife.

...

Y/N and House made their way into the hospital, D/N was settled comfortably in her stroller. Wilson was standing at the reception desk, talking to one of the nurses as he read through his messages.

"Wilson," House called.

The Oncologist looked up, a confused look settling on his face when he saw Y/N pushing a stroller.

"What's going on?" Wilson questioned, Y/N hesitated.

"We have a baby," House said.

Wilson's eyebrows almost shot up to his hairline as he turned his attention to Y/N, "Is he serious?" Wilson asked.

"Yeah, my cousin named me as her guardian," Y/N said.

"I'm so sorry for your loss," He said, stepping forward and giving her a quick hug.

"Thanks, I'm just trying to keep it together right now," She started.

"I can imagine," He nodded.

"There's a lot of stuff that I need to figure out so I'm going to talk to Cuddy and see if it's possible to take some time off," Y/N said.

"Let me know if you need anything. Absolutely anything, okay?" Wilson said.

"I will," Y/N smiled softly.

"Can I see her? Or is she asleep?" Wilson asked.

"Yeah, finally asking the questions you really wanted to ask," House teased, Wilson shot him a look.

"Not sleeping, just a really quiet baby," Y/N said, pushing back the cover.

D/N blinked up at Wilson, "She's gorgeous," He smiled.

"Wanna hold her?" House asked.

"I definitely wouldn't say no," Wilson said.

House hooked his cane on the handle of the stroller, reaching into the pram and lifting the baby into his arms. D/N smiled up at him, he smiled back before carefully passing her to his best friend.

House adjusted the bow around her head, making faces at her as Wilson held her. D/N giggled loudly, "She's adorable," Wilson grinned.

"How old is she?" He asked, finger being grasped by her tiny hand.

"Four months," Y/N replied, smiling as she watched House interact with the baby.

"You're gonna be great, I'm sure of it," Wilson assured.

"Thank you, that means a lot," Y/N said.

"I should let you get to it. Again, feel free to let me know if you need anything, alright?" He said, Y/N nodded. Wilson passed her the baby, watching her carefully transfer the little girl into the pram.

"Wow, you're kind of a dad, huh?" Wilson questioned.

"Got the kid without having unprotected sex with my wife, what a shame," House muttered.

Y/N shook her head with a smile, "Careful, make any more jokes like that and you might just talk me out of making her a sibling," Y/N said.

"Consider the joke dead and buried," He said quickly, taking his cane from the handle of the stroller.

"See you later, Wilson," Y/N said, he nodded.

Y/N covered the pram with a blanket before making her way into the clinic. House followed closely behind her, opening the door to Cuddy's office and allowing her to step inside before following after her.

Cuddy looked up from her desk, hanging up the phone when she saw House and Y/N approaching her office. Cuddy stood up, rounding her desk as Y/N made her way through the door.

"Your cousin?" Cuddy asked.

"She named me as guardian in her will," Y/N said.

"I'm sorry for your loss," Cuddy said, pulling her friend into a tight hug, "I know you two were close," She said, pulling away from the embrace.

"We were and she'll be missed... I know this is short notice, but I was hoping to get some extra time off in order to get things figured out," Y/N said.

"Of course, take all the time you need... This is a whole other life that you have to prepare for. I'm sure your cousin and her husband had everything you're gonna need, but if you need anything else just know that I'm happy to join you for a shopping spree. Baby stuff is always fun to look at," Cuddy said.

"I'll let you know. I'm going to their place after we're done here, my aunt was kind enough to put together some boxes so I'll start there," Y/N said.

"That's a good plan... But how are you doing with all this? Really," Cuddy questioned.

"I don't really know, honestly. Everything just happened so fast, but I know that I'm going to do everything I can to give her the best life possible," Y/N said, looking down at the stroller.

"You're going to be a good mom. She's lucky to have ended up with you, these situations don't always work out so well," Cuddy said, Y/N nodded.

"Do you want to meet her?" Y/N asked.

"I don't want to hold you up," Cuddy said.

"You're not. House already decided that we're introducing her to his team too," Y/N said, folding the blanket back.

"Her kid needs to meet my kids," House shrugged.

Y/N leaned over and picked up the baby, bouncing on her feet lightly as she looked down at the little girl.

Cuddy smiled, eyes glossing over with happy tears as she held out her arms. Y/N carefully passed the baby to her friend, lightly brushing her thumb across the baby's cheek as she pulled away.

House stepped up beside Y/N, wrapping his arm around her waist and pressing a kiss to her temple.

"She's beautiful, Y/N," Cuddy smiled, rocking the baby gently.

"Has Wilson seen her yet?" Cuddy questioned.

"Uncle Wilson is already wrapped around our girl's little finger," House stated.

"I can see why," Cuddy chuckled, staring down at the baby.

She stepped over to the stroller, carefully laying the baby down and adjusting her blankets, "Your team is waiting for you upstairs. You have a case," Cuddy said.

"Shortest paternity leave known to man," House sighed.

...

House made his way into the conference room with Y/N following closely behind him. The team sat at the table, looking through the patient file and formulating theories in their heads.

"Got some news, kiddos. I'm a dad," House said.

Cameron's head shot up from her file, "What? Since when?" She asked.

"Since today," House stated.

"How?" Chase questioned.

"Her cousin died and made her guardian," House replied.

"Congrats," Foreman said hesitantly.

"Wanted to introduce you," House said, leaning his cane on the desk and lifting D/N out of the stroller.

Cameron stood up from her seat and made her way over, giving Y/N a quick hug, "I'm sorry for your loss... I sent flowers," She said.

"They were beautiful. Thank you," Y/N smiled.

Cameron stepped over to House, looking down at the sleeping baby wrapped in the soft pink blanket, "How old?" She questioned.

"Four months," House said.

"May I?" Cameron questioned. House transferred the infant into her arms, Foreman and Chase stood up from the table.

Chase made his way over to Y/N, giving her a gentle hug. He pulled away after a moment, "I'm sorry about your cousin," Chase said.

"Thank you," Y/N responded.

"You're going to be a great mom. Your cousin made a good choice when she picked you as guardian," Foreman stated.

"Thanks," She replied.

"She's adorable," Chase smiled, gently brushing his fingertip over the back of the baby's hand.

"What's her name?" Foreman questioned.

"D/N," House said.

"Oh, it's perfect for her," Cameron smiled.

House stepped over to his wife, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close to his side. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, Y/N wrapped her arms around him.

Cameron passed the baby to Chase, adjusting the bow on her head and fixing the blanket. Chase smiled down at D/N, "What a pretty girl you are, huh?" He murmured, swaying gently on his feet.

House was proud that he was able to share this part of his life with the people that mattered most. He knew that there would be hell to pay when his mother found out, but he would worry about that another day.

"We're parents," House muttered.

"Yeah, we are," Y/N nodded.

"I'm going to make those changes that we talked about. I can't promise it'll happen overnight, but I'm going to do what I can," He said.

"I know," Y/N replied.

It took a few months, but House made good on his promises. He limited his hours and took calls at home when Y/N needed his help.

They hired a nanny for the times when they both needed to be out of the home and things worked well.

House found his baby fever to be satiated, it didn't happen in the way he expected, but he wouldn't trade his daughter for anything in the world.

A few weeks before D/N's first birthday, Y/N discovered that she was pregnant. House was excited until the idea of having two kids under two years old hit him. It would be crazy, but it would be their crazy and he could definitely handle that.