You are mine, and I am yours (Gregory House)

Chapter 8

1979
They spent the summer In Ireland but this time Doug came with them. Greg did everything Tad asked of him but when he wasn't working, he disappeared.

One evening, Reilly sat on the steps leading up to the farmhouse twisting her engagement ring. Gaia came out and sat down beside her. "He'll be back," she told her granddaughter. "But ya have ta know things are different now."

"They don't have to be," Reilly sighed as she watched the road leading into town.

"Oh, but they do. Ye're engaged. You'll be gettin' married and having wee ones. Greg knows that. You just have to give him time to get used to it. You two've spent evra second together since ya was born."

"We aren't getting married until I finish med school. Doug starts work at a law firm in Boston in September. He hopes to make partner by the time I leave med school. Greg just doesn't like him. Says he's phony."

"Well, he is a bit of a boot polisher," Gaia laughed.

"Nan!"

Gaia put her arm around Reilly's shoulders. "So long as ya love him it doesn't matter what the lot of us think."

"I do love him, Nana, So much. But I love Greg, too."

"But are ya in love with Greg? Do ya have the same feelins you have for him that you do for Doug?"

"No. Not really. Well, when Doug isn't around I don't really miss him because Greg's there. But I miss Greg when he isn't around."

Gaia sighed and kissed her cheek. "Seems to me ya have to sort some things out."

 She got up and walked back into the house. Doug came out a few moments later and sat down next to Reilly.

"Waiting on House?" he asked softly. "He said he was taking the bus to Shannon. He met a girl who lives there. He told Mr. Reilly he'd be back on Monday."                                                                                                                                   
"Why didn't he tell me?" Reilly said with frown on her face.                                           

Doug shrugged. "I thought he did." 

He didn't tell Reilly about the note House wrote her. He found it on her bed and tossed it in the fireplace. Doug didn't like House and the sooner he could pry the two of them apart the better. He was tired of sharing her with that arrogant prick who made her laugh and smile. She didn't even look at him the same way she looked at House. He didn't care that they'd been joined at the hip since birth. Reilly belonged to him now and House needed to move on. The sooner that happend, the better.

"Well, I guess we should go inside," she told him standing up and stretching.

Doug stood and wrapped his arms around her. He nuzzled her neck. "Let's go out to the back pasture," he murmured against her soft, fragrant skin.

"We can't," she whispered. "My grandparents will get suspicious."

"I need to make love to you," he groaned softly. Grasping her hips, he pressed her against him so she could feel his erection.

"I really want to wait until we get married," Reilly told him, anxious feeling gripping her chest.

She leaned in and kissed him. "I know it's old fashioned but I want to start our marriage out like my parents did. I love you and I really appreciate how patient you're being with me."

He slid his hands around her and squeezed her ass. "You're killing me here."

She gave him one last searing kiss. "Just think how good our wedding night will be," she whispered against his lips. Pulling away, she turned and walked back into the house. Doug grinned,already imagining said night, and followed her.

XxXxXxXx

At the beginning of August, Greg and Reilly were digging post holes in the back pasture. Doug stayed up at the house saying he hurt his back the day before. Greg didn't believe him but didn't say anything. He finally had a chance to talk to Reilly alone.

"I got an apartment," he told her.

She looked up at him from where she was measuring the hole she dug. "Really? I wanted to but they're all taken."

This threw Greg for a loop. "You could live with me."

Reilly sat back on her heels and wiped the sweat that ran down her face. "Seriously? I'd love that!" she said with a big smile on her face.

"Would Smug?" he asked. He'd starting calling Doug that and it always made Reilly laugh though she never let Doug know.

"Doug will be living in Boston, remember? I'll only get to see him on the weekends," she reminded him.

"He doesn't like me," Greg told her as he resumed digging.

"You aren't exactly friendly to him. And don't say he's a phony asshole."

"I don't trust him."  fell out of him

"So you've said. When can we move in?"         

"When we get back." he said, hiding his smile.

"It'll be so nice not to live in the dorms," she sighed as she stood up and started digging another hole.

"Yeah," Greg agreed.

XxXxXxXx

"I don't like it," Doug said later that night. He and Reilly sat on the back porch watching the full moon rise.

"Well, I'm not thrilled you're moving to Boston but it is what it is. It's cheaper than living on campus and I will finally have a roommate I can tolerate."

"Marry me when we get back home. We'll just go to the court house. Then you can move to Boston with me." he tried to convince her.

"No."

"Why not?" he demanded.

"Because that isn't what we planned. I'm going to medical school. If you don't trust me then maybe we shouldn't get married."

"I trust you," he said quickly. "It's House I don't trust."

"Greg is my best friend. That's all. It will be fine." She leaned in and kissed him. Then she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Will you have your own bedroom in this apartment you're sharing with House?" he asked. "Preferably with several locks on the door?"

Reilly laughed. "It's a one bedroom but Greg is letting me have the bedroom. His mom is sending him a pullout couch. I really don't know why you worry about Greg so much. I've known him my whole life and he's never tried anything with me."

Doug kissed the top of her head. "Then he's an idiot. Or blind."

"More like we've known each other so long that we're like brother and sister," she responded.

Doug didn't believe that for a second but he let the matter drop. He'd have control of Reilly soon enough. He could wait.