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A couple of months goes door and his leg is getting better. He wakes up and Lisa is still asleep. Greg stares at her belly and smiles. He hugs her and then thinks of their baby. Cuddy opens her eyes and smiles.
‘Morning. I’m huge, uh?’ Today they’ll know if they are having a boy of a little girl. ‘Are u coming with me later?’
‘Of course, I'm not gonna leave my little walvis alone...’ House smirks.
‘I don’t like that nickname…’ She says serious. ‘Wow, aren’t u a bit nervous? What do u think we’ll have?’
‘Hmmm... I think we'll have a boy, I had a hunch!!’
‘And...

Cuddy wakes up after a making-children-night. House is still asleep and Lisa smiles looking at him and thinking how cute and nice he looks when he’s sleeping. Finally House sighs and opens his eyes slowly. ‘Morning...’
‘Hey...’ Whispers Cuddy. ‘Did u sleep well? Happy New Year, and I warn you, I will say it during the whole day.’
He chuckles. ‘I slept very well and... if you're gonna say it the whole day, I'll ignore u the whole day...’
‘Okay, I will say it just a few meer times, I don’t feel like u ignoring me the whole day.’
‘Good... nice choice...’ They smile....

Finally, the 18 uur flight was over. As Cuddy stepped out of the plane,right beside House, who had gotten out of his wheelchair and gotten his cane back, they both saw Wilson, smiling and waving, ready to pick them up.

"Hey, Wilson!" zei Cuddy as she gave him a little hug.

"Hi," Wislon zei back, "how was Singapore?"

"Long story," zei House, "we'll tell u in the car."

"Okay then. Let's get to the baggage claim."

The walk there seemed longer than it should. House and Cuddy were looking for the right words to describe the flight back. Cuddy didn't want Wilson to worry, but House wanted to...

House was having his daily session with another patient. Both of them were seated in front of the doctor and a counselor that will listen to their story of what is life to them now. They were allowed to tell anything they wanted and this what House hated the most. Opening up for him is a waste of time but since he’s a patient now, he has to abide door the rules set door his doctors. Pitt would often see him rolled his eyes whenever the other patient started crying because of the horrible memories that would drop door and bring tears.
Emma: I can’t have them… My children… It’s all I have...