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Jan. 5th, 2012 12:33 pm
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Jack had to talk to House. He'd been putting it off because he wasn't exactly sure how to ask. But it was important and it needed to be done and it needed to be done now, well before the baby was born.

So Jack found himself at House's door. Fucker went nuts, barking and jumping on him.

"Hey, boy. Is he home?" Jack asked, as if the dog could answer. The dog wasn't helpful so Jack knocked on the door.

Date: 2012-01-05 08:36 pm (UTC)
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House heard the dog barking before he heard the knock.

"Yeah, yeah, keep your pants on..." he muttered, climbing out of bed where he'd been napping. He didn't bother with a shirt, just climbed out of bed in pajama bottoms and bare feet.

When he opened the door, he scrubbed his hand through his bed-messy hair.

"Hi."

Date: 2012-01-05 08:45 pm (UTC)
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House scrubbed his hand over his face and pushed the door open wider before padding back into the hut. Limping, foot dragging a little, since he didn't have his cane.

"Come in. You can leave Fucker outside if you want, I know how annoying it must be, everyone always trying to get in your pants."

Date: 2012-01-05 08:54 pm (UTC)
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House sat down on the edge of his bed and turned his head in the hopes that Jack wouldn't see him wince from pain, his hand going to his thigh, rubbing.

Then he looked up. "I think you're supposed to get down on one knee or something."

Date: 2012-01-05 09:03 pm (UTC)
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House just stared at him.

"You have got to be shitting me. What, is this like... a dare or something? Someone put you up to this."

Date: 2012-01-05 09:11 pm (UTC)
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House really felt like he needed to be more awake for this.

"You do realize how fucking nuts that sounds, right? Why would... Logan doesn't seem to even like it when I so much as look at you, why would he want me more in your lives? It was his idea?"

Date: 2012-01-05 09:30 pm (UTC)
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House had been starting to say something else, but his jaw dropped again when Jack got down on his knees. "You've lost your goddamn mind," he said. "Jack, I don't even like kids. You know that. You want a doctor, not a godfather. What if something happened to you? I'd be a terrible fucking parent."

Date: 2012-01-05 09:41 pm (UTC)
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"You don't even like me," House said, a little clipped.

Date: 2012-01-05 09:53 pm (UTC)
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Like House wouldn't catch that slip at the beginning. He listened to the rest of the statement and then said, quietly, "Just say it, Jack."

Date: 2012-01-05 10:09 pm (UTC)
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House opened his mouth, then closed it again. He was afraid he was beginning to look like a fish.

Logan and I want you?

"We are just talking about the kid here, right?"

Date: 2012-01-05 10:27 pm (UTC)
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"I think it's a terrible choice," said House. "But if you're so insistent, then okay. But I want to make one thing clear - I am not responsible for the child if you disappear. I want you to work out ahead of time who would take them."

Date: 2012-01-05 10:48 pm (UTC)
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House had no idea who Anne was, but it wasn't really relevant.

"Then fine," he said. "If that's really what you want... now for fuck's sake, Jack, get up."

Date: 2012-01-05 11:08 pm (UTC)
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House was still kind of looking at him like he was crazy. "Uh, okay. Good."

Date: 2012-01-05 11:48 pm (UTC)
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House stiffened at first in the embrace. But then he relaxed, and allowed himself, for just the briefest moment, to enjoy it.

He still smelled the same.

"You're welcome."

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