Imagine: The List
Fic posted by members of Vo's Imaginings YahooGroup


Allison picks up the phone she'd dropped when she saw the Teddy Bear floating, dialing a familiar number. “Nathan, was there something you forgot to tell me about Alex?” she asks in a silky smooth voice that makes the hair on the back of Henry's neck stand at attention. The door across the room opens and House makes the mistake of entering his own office. Allison gives him the gimlet eye and he backpedals rapidly.


“Chicken.” Henry chuckles.


“Hell yes.” House says, trying to open the office door behind him. No way he's turning his back on Allison when she's got that look in her eyes. She crooks a finger in his direction. “Oh, I don't know,” She says in her best sarcastic voice. “ Maybe something along the lines of why Alex's new teddy bear was floating in front of him just now?” she asks both the person on the phone and the man in front of her. House immediately drops the scared of Allison act and limps quickly over to the playpen, his hand glowing as it rests on Alex's back.


“Is he okay?” Allison asks.


“He's fine.” he says loud enough to be heard by the man on the other end of the line. Nathan sighs in relief. “For his first bit of magic, that was impressive. Most kids break out a lot later. My son is a genius of course, so he was bound to break out early.” Allison, Henry, and Nathan roll their eyes.


“You couldn't have told me Alex had magic?” She looks at him.


“You mean you didn't notice it until now? Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're getting sloppy Allison, he practically glows of magic.” Allison growls at him, he smirks back at her. This time it's Henry's turn to back away towards the door.


“Gregory, quit pissing Allison off.” Nathan says from his seat in the bus. He looks over at Carter who's looking a little worried. “Alex made a teddy bear float just now.”


“Oh, if that's all.” Carter sighs, leaning back against his seat as the bus pulls back in front of the Guest House. “Don't scare me like that.”


“If that's all?” Nathan stares at the other man.


“Uhh yeah, he's been making things float for a couple of months now. Mostly it's been smaller things, I first noticed it with those small soft blocks Fargo brought him, one fell out of the playpen one morning while you were at work. He started fussing and I was halfway across the room to pick it up when it started wobbling and flew back into the playpen.”


“And you didn't say anything?” Nathan asks his mate. Carter gives him a 'uh, duh' look. “You're the experts at that kind of stuff, I figured you already knew.”


“Allison?”


“I heard.”Allison sighs in House's office. “Alex has been floating things for a while, Jack's seen him do it before but never said anything.”


“You couldn't have just said something?” Nathan asks. “Didn't you think it was a little. . .strange for him to be floating things.”


Carter snorts. “This is Eureka, I see five strange things before breakfast some mornings.”


House cackles at the matter of fact tone of voice Carter uses.


“Shut up, Gregory. I can't believe that we missed this.” Nathan moans.


Carter snorts. “When you have Alex, you're usually busy, same with Gregory. When I have him, I'm usually off and able to give him all my attention.” He gets up and gets off the bus, getting in his SUV and heading to the office. Jo gives him a stare when he finally walks in. “Henry stopped by, he needed help getting the new crib, changing table, and dresser to Allison's.” She nods and turns her attention back to the paperwork in front of her.


Nathan gets behind the wheel of his SUV, heading back to Global Dynamics. Fargo can handle things for the rest of the day, he thinks as he quickly walks to the elevator and swipes his pass. He goes up to the infirmary and straight to Gregory's office, smiling as he sees Allison on the couch nursing their daughter the pink hat on the baby's head. He bends down and kisses first Allison and then Alexis on the forehead before walking over to the playpen where Alex is sleeping.


“Did we happen to get it on video?” he asks.


“Of course,” Gregory snorts. “Thorne had the whole building bugged for her pleasure. I almost wish she was still here, watching me fucking Chase over the desk would have blown her pretty little mind.” House's fingers fly over the computer keyboard and Nathan looks over his shoulder as the footage of the teddy bear floating appears on the screen.


Meanwhile, back in the bus, Greta and Josette look over at the arrival of another TARDIS. The door opens immediately and the Fourth Doctor appears in the doorway, I sigh and hand over the scroll. In the opposite corner of the bus, a fourth TARDIS arrives and the 8th Doctor appears in the doorway. I hand the second scroll over with a sigh and head back to the back of the bus.


“And where do you think you're going?” the 8th Doctor lifts an eyebrow at his daughter's back. “You must be Greta, Josette told me you were tall with long white hair.”


“I vaguely remember reading something like that one section,” I call over my shoulder. “Oh, before I forget, this is the Doctor who lives here in Eureka, this is the vampire version of you I told you about,” the fourth Doctor smiles, “this is the the Doctor I met first,” I wave at the open door of the TARDIS, Jack coming out with a yawning baby in his arms, the 9th Doctor nods, and this is Jack and his Doctor, I met them after I left you guys.”


“What do you think sounded familiar? Remember, I don't read Gallifreyan?” Greta leans against the pole by the front door of the bus, her arms over her chest as she looks at me.


“Hello, ask Friday to translate for you.” I wave a hand behind my head as I head back to the library, the others following me. Sighing, Greta locks the bus down, her brothers know how to get on if they need her, and follows them to the library. She removes her necklace, everybody but the 9th Doctor stunned when it turns out to be another TARDIS. The door opens and a holographic image of a woman walks out.


“Can't the two of you at least try to stay out of trouble?” Friday sighs as she looks around the room.


“Aww come on,” I whine. “Why is it always my fault whenever something happens?”



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