It was only when House heard his name the second time that he realized his little game of teasing might not be the best idea.

Christ, he was stupid sometimes.

Playing it off, he stopped with his jeans, then turned back around and flashed a smile at Jack as he sat at the foot of the bed. "Don't worry, baby, I'm not going anywhere."

He ran a finger over Jack's foot. "Of course, neither are you. Not going... or coming."