Chapter 6
[mood| 
determined]
[music|Ewan McGregor- Your song ]
Here comes chapter 6! CHAPTER 6-
“Mmm smells good, I’m impressed!” Cameron smiled as she entered the kitchen and watched him take the potatoes out the oven. “I wouldn’t have thought of you as a chef kind of guy.”
“Well however much I’d like to order take out food every night I don’t think my body or wallet would be able tohandle it.” He replied turning round to greet her.
“Good point.”
“Plus do I look like a 300 pound man addicted to greasy, yet delicious takeaways? I mean look at these abs!” Houseannounced sarcastically while quickly lifting up his T-shirt to give her the slight view of his stomach. Cameron’s eyes rose to the ceiling as she shyly smiled to herself.
“Erm, is there anything I can do to help?” She asked, eyes scanning around the kitchen for a task to occupy herself with.
“Like what?”
“I don’t know, maybe set the table or something.”
“Set the table? Well I was just planning on sticking our heads in the oven and eating the food straight off the baking tray but your way sounds good too!” He said smirking. Cameron let out a short laugh before moving to search for some cutlery. She began to randomly open and close draws and cupboards, searching for some plates to use. Her cheeks grew warm as she felt House come up behind her and raise his arm above her shoulder to open the top right cupboard.
“Plates are here.” He murmured turning his face slightly towards her, the warmth of his breath causing Cameron to close her eyes.
“Thanks.” She breathed, staring down at her feet, before going to set the table.
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“Something on your mind?” She asked while shoving a fork full of carrots into her mouth. The meal tasted good; very good actually and so far there were not signs of poisoning so she was relieved.
“I spoke on the phone with Cuddy this morning.” He muttered, looking up at her momentarily before returning his concentration back to his plate of food.
“Ah, I see. She probably misses having someone to yell at.” She said smirking.
“See that’s what I thought! Anyway I didn’t get to say much because she was leaving tohave lunch with Wilson.” House snorted, forehead furrowed.
“So…?” Cameron asked, slightly confused about what the problem was.
“Well he’s bonding with my arch nemesis while I’m away; soon they’re going to become best buds.” He said while stabbing his fork into his food.
“You’re unbelievable!” She replied, shaking her head and how stupid House was being. “Like Wilson could ever forget about you and he and Cuddy have always been close, what’s your problem?”
House looked up at her, eyes narrowing. “He was mine first!” He said, sticking his tongue out at her. Cameron rolled he eyes; he made Wilson sound like a pet dog. “Cuddy is serious competition, I mean she’s hot! I would much rather stare at her all day than me… Hmm maybe it would help if I grew myselfa pairfun bags. Which size do you think would suite me, a D cup?” He asked, placing his hands over his chest. Cameron chocked slightly on her food , the thought of House with breasts was just plain…weird!
As she raised a fork full of gravy soaked chicken towards her mouth, it slipped off the fork and tumbled down her top leaving a light brown stain.
“Darn!” She muttered, grabbing a tissue and wiping her t-shirt. House couldn’t help but stare down at her chest.
“Need a hand?” He said while waggling his eyebrows.
“I’m fine actually.” She said while raising one eyebrow at him.
“Well I mean if you want to take off your top and put it in the wash I’m fine with that. I’d probably have to stare at you in your bra all day, but hey, I’m a selfless man, I guess I could cope with it.” He said, grinning and tilting his head to one side.
“You’re such a perv!” She smiled and flicked some gravy in his direction.
“What is it with you and throwing food at me? Food-goes-here!” He said while pointing into his mouth.
“Thanks, I never would have guessed.” She replied sarcastically, returning to her food.
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After lunch Cameron and House both rested on the couch watching TV. Even though they were both feeling slightly better, they were still exhausted from moving around so much and decided that relaxing their muscles was the best option. Cameron took at moment to look at the profile of House’s face. His appearence had improved from yesterday; his eyeslooked morealertand the red rash like spots were beginning to turn a shade of light brown.
Shewas slightly confusedby the fact that House had still failed to bring up the fact that only yesterday he had pinned her down onto the couch and kissed her. Her lips still tingled at the memory of his warm, moist lipsagainst hers. She began to feel her eyelids grow heavy and the sounds of the TVstarted muffle as her sleep deprived state took over and her head dropped onto House’s shoulder.
“Ow!” She moaned as she felt a sharp stabbing pain on the side of her stomach. Looking up she stared at House and his poking finger.
“Do I look like a pillow?” He asked eyes narrowed.
“Oh, sorry.” She replied, yawning slightly before staring at him, trying to think of something to say.
“Truth or dare?” House suddenly blurted out.
“Excuse me?”
“Did I stutter…Truth or Dare?” He said while poking her shoulder.
“Oh, okay…ummm Truth.” Why House suddenly wanted to play this game she had no clue but it was a good way to pass the time so she’d go with it.
House grinned to himself before saying, “Who do you prefer, Foreman or Chase?”
“I can’t tell you that! I like them both equally!” She said in protest.
“Yes you can! Come on which one is your better buddy, Dumb or Dumber?” House said while rubbing his hands together in glee.
“Fine...Well honestly I like them both differently but if I had to choose… I’d pick Foreman. I like Chase too though!” House nodded, smirking at how guilty she looked from her pathetic confession (He'd use it against her later, maybe blurting it out in front of Chase, not that Chase would believe him anyway!). “Truth or Dare?” she finally said, looking back up at him.
“Dare.”
“Okay…” Cameron took a moment to think. “I dare you to prank call Cuddy.” . She smirked at how genius her dare was, but thenlooked shockedasshe watchedHousereach for the phone without hesitation.
“Dr Cuddy speaking” Cuddy said answering the phone and shuffling some papers. When all she heard was heavy breathing she continued. “Hello?”
“CUDDY…I…AM…YOUR….FATHER!” She heard a deep Darth Vader voice say down the phone.
“Excuse me?” Cuddy asked, rubbing her forehead, eyes widening.
“Your evil plans are going well young Cuddy now you must make Wilson JOIN THE DARK SIDE OF THE FORCE!”
Cuddy angrily smacked her hand against the desk as the penny dropped.
“House! House is that you!” She yelled angrily down the phone.
“CCUUUDDDDDYYYY” was all she heard growled down the phone in response, although she swore she could hear someone laughing in the background.
“I can’t believe you! I give you time off to recover from your illness and here you are, phoning m-” What the hell! She thought as she heard the line go dead. That man is going to be the death of me! She sighed mentally beginning to plan the torture she was going to put him through when he returned to work.
Cameron collapsed into fits of giggles, her sides literally aching from laughing so much. House just smiled proudly to himself, annoying Cuddy was his favourite past time.
Two silly truths and one dare later it was Cameron’s turn. She took a moment to collect herself, she swore she hadn’t laughed so much in her entire life like she had in the last 10 minutes. She was still recovering from daring House to sayone thinghe liked about Chase. The poor man looked like it was painful for him to speakany words.
She had to smile to herself for a second because she felt like she was starting to see the old House back. Sure he was still sarcastic and plain rude but he was back to being the playful self that she had once known. She watched as he went to work on scratching his arm; she admired the cute face his made, with his tongue slightly poking out the side of his mouth when he concentrated so much. He had picked dare every time so she was sure he’d pick it again. Obviously the man was terrified at what sentimental truths she would make him admit.
Her eyes nervously darted around the room and when they landed back on House he was staring at her curiously. “Truth or Dare?” she asked finally, staring back at him with determination.
“Dare.”
“Okay…I dare you…to…” She paused a moment to exhale a shaky breath and chew her bottom lip.
“Too?” House began, getting impatient.
“Too kiss me. Right now.” She said coyly, while trying to read his expression for a reaction. House looked at her unsure of what to do, he hadn’t expected that. When he looked into her eyes, he saw wanting. He tightened his hands into fists holding on to the fabric of the couch.
“Okay” he finally said, the side of his mouth twitching upwards ever so slightly. He was rubbing is hands up and down his thighs so Cameron knew he was slightly nervous and that he had no idea what to do next. Sure he could act spontaneously but when it came too actually being asked to do something, it caused House to think about it too much. Rolling her eyes at this lack of movements she crawled across the couch towards him. House watched as she leant over, grabbed his cane which was resting at the side of the couch and threw it across the room.
“Hey, what my cane ever do to you?” he asked.
“Just sodon't try andcan’t escape.” She whispered, smirking at him as show towered over his seated form.
“Is this how you get all your cripple men? Throwing away their caneto immobilise them.
“One of my favourite tactics.” She replied seductively, straddling him slightly.
“Oh.” Was all House could manage to say in response as her long,shiny locks of hair fell past her face and rested on his shoulders. She rested her hands on the couch either side of his face.
House hesitantly placed his hands on her hips, before deciding to pull them away and rest them back on the couch. At that moment he realised he was probably the luckiest 46 year old man in the world. Cameron gave him a sexy grin before grabbing his hands and placing them back on her hips. She let out a warm heavy breath as she lowered her head towards his, the warm sensation causing his eyes to flutter closed.
The next thing he felt were Cameron’s moist, warm lips moulded against his and the heat of her body pressed against him. He let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding as he gradually relaxed and parted Cameron’s lips, gently massaging her tongue with his. It started off slow and soft but eventually grew more heated, House having no clue how much he’d wanted to kiss her until now. His fingers began to gently massage the silky skin under her t-shirt, causing Cameron to let out a moan of pleasure. Besides the kiss yesterday, the most physical contact she’d ever had with him was shaking his hand or riding on his motorbike so the feel of House’s strong arms wrapping around her sent electricity through her body.
When she reluctantly pulled her lips away from his she stared down at him and the only word her mouth could form was “Woah.” House grinned and continued to draw small circles on her skin with his thumb. “I’ve wanted to do that for like, forever.” She said, grinning.
“You and nearly all of the female, hospital staff population. You’re a very lucky girl.” He replied jokily. House would never know why this beautiful, young woman was attracted to him, but hell, he wasn’t complaining. They broke their gaze when they heard the phone ring. Cameron gazed down at him questionably; she wouldn’t have thought House could get so many phone calls everyday.
“Wilson” House muttered slightly annoyed at the interruption. “He said he’d call me on his break to check on me.
“Oh?” she said as she began to move herself off of him. When she felt the pressure of House’s hands on her hips, stopping her from rising she stared down at him curiously.
“Aren’t you going to get the phone? I mean weren’t you just complaining earlier about the whole Wilson, Cuddy thing, this is your chance to talk to him.”
House looked at the phone and then back to Cameron whose hands were now resting on his shoulders for balance.
“Wilson can wait.” He said raising his eyebrows. Cameron let out a squeak of surprise as House's hands found the back of her neck and pulled her down for another kiss. I could get used to this. She thought.
TBC…
determined]
[music|Ewan McGregor- Your song ]
Here comes chapter 6! CHAPTER 6-
“Mmm smells good, I’m impressed!” Cameron smiled as she entered the kitchen and watched him take the potatoes out the oven. “I wouldn’t have thought of you as a chef kind of guy.”
“Well however much I’d like to order take out food every night I don’t think my body or wallet would be able tohandle it.” He replied turning round to greet her.
“Good point.”
“Plus do I look like a 300 pound man addicted to greasy, yet delicious takeaways? I mean look at these abs!” Houseannounced sarcastically while quickly lifting up his T-shirt to give her the slight view of his stomach. Cameron’s eyes rose to the ceiling as she shyly smiled to herself.
“Erm, is there anything I can do to help?” She asked, eyes scanning around the kitchen for a task to occupy herself with.
“Like what?”
“I don’t know, maybe set the table or something.”
“Set the table? Well I was just planning on sticking our heads in the oven and eating the food straight off the baking tray but your way sounds good too!” He said smirking. Cameron let out a short laugh before moving to search for some cutlery. She began to randomly open and close draws and cupboards, searching for some plates to use. Her cheeks grew warm as she felt House come up behind her and raise his arm above her shoulder to open the top right cupboard.
“Plates are here.” He murmured turning his face slightly towards her, the warmth of his breath causing Cameron to close her eyes.
“Thanks.” She breathed, staring down at her feet, before going to set the table.
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“Something on your mind?” She asked while shoving a fork full of carrots into her mouth. The meal tasted good; very good actually and so far there were not signs of poisoning so she was relieved.
“I spoke on the phone with Cuddy this morning.” He muttered, looking up at her momentarily before returning his concentration back to his plate of food.
“Ah, I see. She probably misses having someone to yell at.” She said smirking.
“See that’s what I thought! Anyway I didn’t get to say much because she was leaving tohave lunch with Wilson.” House snorted, forehead furrowed.
“So…?” Cameron asked, slightly confused about what the problem was.
“Well he’s bonding with my arch nemesis while I’m away; soon they’re going to become best buds.” He said while stabbing his fork into his food.
“You’re unbelievable!” She replied, shaking her head and how stupid House was being. “Like Wilson could ever forget about you and he and Cuddy have always been close, what’s your problem?”
House looked up at her, eyes narrowing. “He was mine first!” He said, sticking his tongue out at her. Cameron rolled he eyes; he made Wilson sound like a pet dog. “Cuddy is serious competition, I mean she’s hot! I would much rather stare at her all day than me… Hmm maybe it would help if I grew myselfa pairfun bags. Which size do you think would suite me, a D cup?” He asked, placing his hands over his chest. Cameron chocked slightly on her food , the thought of House with breasts was just plain…weird!
As she raised a fork full of gravy soaked chicken towards her mouth, it slipped off the fork and tumbled down her top leaving a light brown stain.
“Darn!” She muttered, grabbing a tissue and wiping her t-shirt. House couldn’t help but stare down at her chest.
“Need a hand?” He said while waggling his eyebrows.
“I’m fine actually.” She said while raising one eyebrow at him.
“Well I mean if you want to take off your top and put it in the wash I’m fine with that. I’d probably have to stare at you in your bra all day, but hey, I’m a selfless man, I guess I could cope with it.” He said, grinning and tilting his head to one side.
“You’re such a perv!” She smiled and flicked some gravy in his direction.
“What is it with you and throwing food at me? Food-goes-here!” He said while pointing into his mouth.
“Thanks, I never would have guessed.” She replied sarcastically, returning to her food.
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After lunch Cameron and House both rested on the couch watching TV. Even though they were both feeling slightly better, they were still exhausted from moving around so much and decided that relaxing their muscles was the best option. Cameron took at moment to look at the profile of House’s face. His appearence had improved from yesterday; his eyeslooked morealertand the red rash like spots were beginning to turn a shade of light brown.
Shewas slightly confusedby the fact that House had still failed to bring up the fact that only yesterday he had pinned her down onto the couch and kissed her. Her lips still tingled at the memory of his warm, moist lipsagainst hers. She began to feel her eyelids grow heavy and the sounds of the TVstarted muffle as her sleep deprived state took over and her head dropped onto House’s shoulder.
“Ow!” She moaned as she felt a sharp stabbing pain on the side of her stomach. Looking up she stared at House and his poking finger.
“Do I look like a pillow?” He asked eyes narrowed.
“Oh, sorry.” She replied, yawning slightly before staring at him, trying to think of something to say.
“Truth or dare?” House suddenly blurted out.
“Excuse me?”
“Did I stutter…Truth or Dare?” He said while poking her shoulder.
“Oh, okay…ummm Truth.” Why House suddenly wanted to play this game she had no clue but it was a good way to pass the time so she’d go with it.
House grinned to himself before saying, “Who do you prefer, Foreman or Chase?”
“I can’t tell you that! I like them both equally!” She said in protest.
“Yes you can! Come on which one is your better buddy, Dumb or Dumber?” House said while rubbing his hands together in glee.
“Fine...Well honestly I like them both differently but if I had to choose… I’d pick Foreman. I like Chase too though!” House nodded, smirking at how guilty she looked from her pathetic confession (He'd use it against her later, maybe blurting it out in front of Chase, not that Chase would believe him anyway!). “Truth or Dare?” she finally said, looking back up at him.
“Dare.”
“Okay…” Cameron took a moment to think. “I dare you to prank call Cuddy.” . She smirked at how genius her dare was, but thenlooked shockedasshe watchedHousereach for the phone without hesitation.
“Dr Cuddy speaking” Cuddy said answering the phone and shuffling some papers. When all she heard was heavy breathing she continued. “Hello?”
“CUDDY…I…AM…YOUR….FATHER!” She heard a deep Darth Vader voice say down the phone.
“Excuse me?” Cuddy asked, rubbing her forehead, eyes widening.
“Your evil plans are going well young Cuddy now you must make Wilson JOIN THE DARK SIDE OF THE FORCE!”
Cuddy angrily smacked her hand against the desk as the penny dropped.
“House! House is that you!” She yelled angrily down the phone.
“CCUUUDDDDDYYYY” was all she heard growled down the phone in response, although she swore she could hear someone laughing in the background.
“I can’t believe you! I give you time off to recover from your illness and here you are, phoning m-” What the hell! She thought as she heard the line go dead. That man is going to be the death of me! She sighed mentally beginning to plan the torture she was going to put him through when he returned to work.
Cameron collapsed into fits of giggles, her sides literally aching from laughing so much. House just smiled proudly to himself, annoying Cuddy was his favourite past time.
Two silly truths and one dare later it was Cameron’s turn. She took a moment to collect herself, she swore she hadn’t laughed so much in her entire life like she had in the last 10 minutes. She was still recovering from daring House to sayone thinghe liked about Chase. The poor man looked like it was painful for him to speakany words.
She had to smile to herself for a second because she felt like she was starting to see the old House back. Sure he was still sarcastic and plain rude but he was back to being the playful self that she had once known. She watched as he went to work on scratching his arm; she admired the cute face his made, with his tongue slightly poking out the side of his mouth when he concentrated so much. He had picked dare every time so she was sure he’d pick it again. Obviously the man was terrified at what sentimental truths she would make him admit.
Her eyes nervously darted around the room and when they landed back on House he was staring at her curiously. “Truth or Dare?” she asked finally, staring back at him with determination.
“Dare.”
“Okay…I dare you…to…” She paused a moment to exhale a shaky breath and chew her bottom lip.
“Too?” House began, getting impatient.
“Too kiss me. Right now.” She said coyly, while trying to read his expression for a reaction. House looked at her unsure of what to do, he hadn’t expected that. When he looked into her eyes, he saw wanting. He tightened his hands into fists holding on to the fabric of the couch.
“Okay” he finally said, the side of his mouth twitching upwards ever so slightly. He was rubbing is hands up and down his thighs so Cameron knew he was slightly nervous and that he had no idea what to do next. Sure he could act spontaneously but when it came too actually being asked to do something, it caused House to think about it too much. Rolling her eyes at this lack of movements she crawled across the couch towards him. House watched as she leant over, grabbed his cane which was resting at the side of the couch and threw it across the room.
“Hey, what my cane ever do to you?” he asked.
“Just sodon't try andcan’t escape.” She whispered, smirking at him as show towered over his seated form.
“Is this how you get all your cripple men? Throwing away their caneto immobilise them.
“One of my favourite tactics.” She replied seductively, straddling him slightly.
“Oh.” Was all House could manage to say in response as her long,shiny locks of hair fell past her face and rested on his shoulders. She rested her hands on the couch either side of his face.
House hesitantly placed his hands on her hips, before deciding to pull them away and rest them back on the couch. At that moment he realised he was probably the luckiest 46 year old man in the world. Cameron gave him a sexy grin before grabbing his hands and placing them back on her hips. She let out a warm heavy breath as she lowered her head towards his, the warm sensation causing his eyes to flutter closed.
The next thing he felt were Cameron’s moist, warm lips moulded against his and the heat of her body pressed against him. He let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding as he gradually relaxed and parted Cameron’s lips, gently massaging her tongue with his. It started off slow and soft but eventually grew more heated, House having no clue how much he’d wanted to kiss her until now. His fingers began to gently massage the silky skin under her t-shirt, causing Cameron to let out a moan of pleasure. Besides the kiss yesterday, the most physical contact she’d ever had with him was shaking his hand or riding on his motorbike so the feel of House’s strong arms wrapping around her sent electricity through her body.
When she reluctantly pulled her lips away from his she stared down at him and the only word her mouth could form was “Woah.” House grinned and continued to draw small circles on her skin with his thumb. “I’ve wanted to do that for like, forever.” She said, grinning.
“You and nearly all of the female, hospital staff population. You’re a very lucky girl.” He replied jokily. House would never know why this beautiful, young woman was attracted to him, but hell, he wasn’t complaining. They broke their gaze when they heard the phone ring. Cameron gazed down at him questionably; she wouldn’t have thought House could get so many phone calls everyday.
“Wilson” House muttered slightly annoyed at the interruption. “He said he’d call me on his break to check on me.
“Oh?” she said as she began to move herself off of him. When she felt the pressure of House’s hands on her hips, stopping her from rising she stared down at him curiously.
“Aren’t you going to get the phone? I mean weren’t you just complaining earlier about the whole Wilson, Cuddy thing, this is your chance to talk to him.”
House looked at the phone and then back to Cameron whose hands were now resting on his shoulders for balance.
“Wilson can wait.” He said raising his eyebrows. Cameron let out a squeak of surprise as House's hands found the back of her neck and pulled her down for another kiss. I could get used to this. She thought.
TBC…