Chapter 7
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[music|Jesse Spencer- Molly Smiles ]
CHAPTER 7!Chapter 7
Cameron and House lay on the couch, arms and legs tangled in a mess, continuing to make out like a couple of teenagers. Both didn’t want to stop but knew they were in no good condition to continue at the speed they were going at. Chicken pox sucked.
“We…should…probably…stop now….before…things get…out of…hand.” Cameron said breathlessly between kisses.
“Yeah…you’re right…I’m stopping…right…now.” House panted against her lips, only to pull her closer against him. How this woman had managed to convert him into a horny teenager in a matter of minutes was beyond him.
“Okay…good” She replied, hands moving down his warm, rumpled T-shirt, nails scratching against the soft fabric as she did. House responded by rubbing his nails up and down her arms, relieving her of her urges to start itching. He knew things had to stop before his brain no longer had control over his actions, so he gradually began to raise himself off the couch into a sitting position, pushing Cameron up with him. Unfortunately for Cameron he had pushed her too far backwards causing her knees to rock up into the air so she lost her balance and fell off the couch. Cameron opened her blurry eyes, looking upwards to be greeted by House’s smirking face poking out the side of the couch. He stared down at her with obvious amusement, but she also saw something else in his softened eyes, that she had failed to see before…concern?
“Ooops!” House said, placing one finger to his mouth and putting on the most angelic face possible.
“Ha Ha.” Cameron said in an annoyed tone, raising her hand to rub the back of her head.
“While you’re down there could you grab what’s left of my cane?” Cameron gave an irritated huff but House could tell from her slight grin she wasn’t really annoyed. He tilted his head to the side as he watched her crawl across the carpeted floor to his cane, giving him a good view of her backside.
“Nice view.” He added, which finally caused her to give him a full blown smile over her shoulder. When she returned House grabbed her by the arms to pull her back onto the couch.
“Well that was certainly…” Cameron paused to think of the correct word to describe the kiss, “…heated.”
“Yep.” He replied, starting to feel slightly uncomfortable in the situation. “Always knew you’d been pining for some House lovin’!”
Cameron rolled her eyes. “Oh yeah House, every night I’ve stayed up plotting how I could get my hands all over you. My evil plan has finally worked.” She said sarcastically.
“You make me sound like a piece of meat. I feel so used!” House said in mock distress, wrapping his arms around his body for protection.
“Yeah, well you’re safe for now; I don’t think I’m any condition to be doing anything, well, very active.” She said slumping down against the couch. She glanced sideways to see House’s face, still slightly flushed from their previous activities, his hair messy from her running her finger through it. She grinned slightly and continued, “I guess you’ll have to control your bodily urges like a good boy.”
House stared at her and narrowed his eyes. “Yeah, because I’m ready to pounce on you any second now.” He said while doing a classic Cameron eye roll. “I don’t know how I’m going to be able to control myself, wait I know… think unsexy thoughts; think unsexy thoughts…Cuddy at the clinic, Wilson waking up hung-over on my couch, Julie just in general, Chase in a bikini…Vogler in a bikini!” House paused, cringing slightly at the disgusting image while shoving his fingers into his mouth in a mock gagging action. Cameron laughed; the thought of Vogler in a bikini was pretty disturbing. “That time I caught Foreman picking his nose...that evil canteen lady...Cameron in hot, sexy underwear…Argh you made me break the chain!” He said throwing his arms up in defeat.
“You’re crazy.” Cameron said shaking her head andblushing slightly.
“Well there is no way you can stay here now, images of you are gradually beginning to cloud over the ones of Cuddy’s low cut blouses in my head.” House said as he began to poke a giggling Cameron. Technically it was about time she left anyway but he just thought it would be way funnier to kick her out.
“Are you actually making me leave?” Cameron asked as House pushed her towards the door.
“Yup!” House said patting her on the bum as he pushed her out the door using the end of his cane.
“I’m coming round tomorrow!” She yelled through the closed door. Sure, it was a bold move inviting herself around but House was in a strangely playful mood so she knew she was safe.
Their relationship had officially moved to a new level of strangeness she thought as she walked to her car
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Wilson sat on House’s couch drinking a beer, the TV on in low volume although neither was watching it.
“So I phoned you today.” Wilson said giving House a suspicious glare.
“Really?” House said, while trying to keep his face as expressionless as possible.
“Yeah, well I was starting to get worried when you didn’t pick up.”
“Awww Jimmy, were you lonely in the big, old hospital without me!”
Wilson stared at him, eyes narrowing. He leaned close so he could study his face.
“Why didn’t you answer the phone?”
“I was asleep; it’s quite a common thing to do when you’re sick.” House replied, rather a bit too quickly.
“Then why didn’t you phone me back when you saw I called?” Wilson asked, his inner Sherlock Holmes taking over.
“Oh God Wilson, you are starting to sound more and more like a nagging wife every day! Why didn’t you call Greg blablabla” House saiddoing his best Julie impression.
Ignoring House, Wilson continued. “If you were sleeping you would have defiantly called me back when you woke, the only reason you wouldn’t would be if you were busy, but there’s not much you can do around here, unless someone else was here, but your only friend is me and basically everyone one you know is at the hospital so you couldn’t ha-” Wilson paused his eyes widening and a grin forming on his face, as realisation kicked in. He ran his hands through his hair before leaping forward in excitement.
“You’re not going to kiss me are you?” House said, wondering what the hell Wilson was doing.
“CAMERON!” Wilson gushed out, still grinning.
“What about Cameron?” House asked, trying to act as innocent as possible while his neck began to slightly flush.
“You know what about Cameron! She was here!” Suddenly he grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his nose.
“What the hell are you doing!” House asked, thinking Wilson had finally lost his trolley.
“Smells of peaches! Oh she was defiantly here, why else would your pillows have such a girly smell.”
“Erm, maybe because I wear that scent, hey a man’s got to smell good, you could use it, you smell of old, sick people.”
“Firstly, I smell great and secondly, I don’t believe you. So what were you and Cameron doing that was so important that you couldn’t answer the phone?” Wilson asked raising an eyebrow at his older friend. House looked like a deer caught in headlights and not knowing what to say he let out and exasperated sigh.
“Ooo does Greggy have a new girlfriend?” Wilson said pinching House’s cheeks.
“You can go home now.”
“Oh did hit a sensitive spot? So, the two of you were together, both ill and looked to each other for comfort by getting funky on the couch. Nice.” He just loved teasing House, it wasn’t often Wilson had so much control over his friend.
“My God Wilson, I am this close to shoving my cane right up your ass.” House picked up his cane and waved it in his face, to amplify his point.
“You’re not denying it. You’re a great actor House, I was actually starting to believe you when you said you didn’t like her.”
“If you must know, we didn’t get funky on the couch although I did get funky with myself where you’re sitting last night.” House said grinning.
“You’re disgusting.” Wilson said jumping off the couch and moving to the recliner. There was a long pause, when House finally couldn’t take it anymore; he’d probably regret it later.
“We kissed.”
“I knew it!” Wilson was genuinely happy. This new information was a healthy sign that House was finally beginning to move on from Stacy. “So how’d it happen?”
”She dared me.” House said, getting slightly embarrassed at how stupid he was sounding.
“Wow that was very bold of her. I’m impressed, the girl has guts.”
“Well it was only because I’d kissed her before.” House said, momentarily forgetting that he wasn’t supposed to be revealing so much to Wilson. Shut up House Shut up he thought mentally slapping himself.
“When’d you do that!” Wilson asked, slightly shocked and annoyed that House hadn’t been telling him anything.
“Right after I poured ice cream onto her head.”
Wilson shook his head and smiled. Only House would have such crazy explanations.
“To be honest I’m not sure what I’m doing.” House said, sighing and closing his eyes. The last few days had been so strange, he was slightly at loss to what was going on between him and Cameron and he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do next. Wilson watched, sympathetically as House rested his head against the back of the couch and closed his eyes, exhaling loudly. Nothing with him was ever easy.
“Just be yourself. She seems to like that.” Wilson said in a more serious tone. He grabbed the remote and turned up the volume. He had teased House enough for one night.
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Cameron hesitated as she raised her hand to knock at the door. She was starting to think maybe House wanted his space and would be annoyed at her for visiting again. I mean they had spent the last 2 days together and when they were at work it wasn’t like they were with each other every second of the day. Just as she was about to turn around and walk back to the car, the door flew open, causing her to jump.
“Were you planning on spending all day standing outside my door? I mean sure it’s a pretty door but it’s a bit quiet when it comes to the conversations.” House said grinning. Before she could reply he’d walked back to the couch leaving the door open for her to choose if she entered. Cameron let out a shaky breath before entering, the warmth of the room encompassing her ice cold cheeks. Shrugging off her coat she went to sit next to House, who was wearing a dark blue jumper, a change from his usually t-shirt and button up shirt. It was a few sizes too big for him, the kind of material you just wanted to snuggle up against in the cold weather. Cameron shook her head to stop her daydreaming when she saw House was staring at her. She wished she could tell what he was thinking, but he was an expert at covering his emotions.
“House about yester-” Cameron began before she was cut off by House.
“Food.”
“What?”
“It’s this stuff you put in your mouth, it keeps you alive, you had any of it today?”
“Oh, well no.” She said, obviously House wasn’t ready to talk about yesterday so she wasn’t going to force him.
“I have some leftover foodfrom whatWilson brought round last night.” House stated as he hoisted himself off the couch and went to the kitchen.
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“So how’s the chicken pox treatin’ you today?” House asked.
“Fine. I probably could have gone into work today but I thought I’d put it off for one more day.”
“Putting off work, good girl, I’ve taught you well!” House said smirking.
“Yeah, you’re a prime example of a boss, telling your employees to do as little work as possible. Cuddy must be so proud.”
“Ooo andyou’re even starting to use sarcasm, I’m impressed! Anyway Cuddy will forgive me, I think I’ll go back to work tomorrow too” Cameron smiled sadly, and stared down at her feet.
“So I guess this is our last day off together then?” She asked, already knowing the answer. She had a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach that when she got back to work, everything would go back to normal, and House would act like the last couple of days had never happened.
“yeah I guess so.” House answered, slightly surprised at the disappointed tone in his voice. “You can finally feel guilt free about making me ill.”
“Yeah I guess that’s a good point.” She said unenthusiastically.
House stared at her. For some reason she looked defeated and limp. He didn’t want to hang out with a miserable Cameron all day so he rose from the couch and walked to his bedroom, he had an idea. Usually he and Wilson did this when they were bored and House thought it was perfect idea to make the day seem more lively. Cameron jumped when House returned dropping three objects onto her lap.
Looking up at him she was about to ask what they were when she was greeted with the image of House with a large black and red belt round his waist, his blue tie wrapped around his forehead, a black plastic vest, dark sunglasses and a gun in his hand.
“What the hell! You look ridiculous.” She said, staring at him in disbelief.
“Laser tag. We’re playing it. Get up and prepare to die!”
TBC…
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[music|Jesse Spencer- Molly Smiles ]
CHAPTER 7!Chapter 7
Cameron and House lay on the couch, arms and legs tangled in a mess, continuing to make out like a couple of teenagers. Both didn’t want to stop but knew they were in no good condition to continue at the speed they were going at. Chicken pox sucked.
“We…should…probably…stop now….before…things get…out of…hand.” Cameron said breathlessly between kisses.
“Yeah…you’re right…I’m stopping…right…now.” House panted against her lips, only to pull her closer against him. How this woman had managed to convert him into a horny teenager in a matter of minutes was beyond him.
“Okay…good” She replied, hands moving down his warm, rumpled T-shirt, nails scratching against the soft fabric as she did. House responded by rubbing his nails up and down her arms, relieving her of her urges to start itching. He knew things had to stop before his brain no longer had control over his actions, so he gradually began to raise himself off the couch into a sitting position, pushing Cameron up with him. Unfortunately for Cameron he had pushed her too far backwards causing her knees to rock up into the air so she lost her balance and fell off the couch. Cameron opened her blurry eyes, looking upwards to be greeted by House’s smirking face poking out the side of the couch. He stared down at her with obvious amusement, but she also saw something else in his softened eyes, that she had failed to see before…concern?
“Ooops!” House said, placing one finger to his mouth and putting on the most angelic face possible.
“Ha Ha.” Cameron said in an annoyed tone, raising her hand to rub the back of her head.
“While you’re down there could you grab what’s left of my cane?” Cameron gave an irritated huff but House could tell from her slight grin she wasn’t really annoyed. He tilted his head to the side as he watched her crawl across the carpeted floor to his cane, giving him a good view of her backside.
“Nice view.” He added, which finally caused her to give him a full blown smile over her shoulder. When she returned House grabbed her by the arms to pull her back onto the couch.
“Well that was certainly…” Cameron paused to think of the correct word to describe the kiss, “…heated.”
“Yep.” He replied, starting to feel slightly uncomfortable in the situation. “Always knew you’d been pining for some House lovin’!”
Cameron rolled her eyes. “Oh yeah House, every night I’ve stayed up plotting how I could get my hands all over you. My evil plan has finally worked.” She said sarcastically.
“You make me sound like a piece of meat. I feel so used!” House said in mock distress, wrapping his arms around his body for protection.
“Yeah, well you’re safe for now; I don’t think I’m any condition to be doing anything, well, very active.” She said slumping down against the couch. She glanced sideways to see House’s face, still slightly flushed from their previous activities, his hair messy from her running her finger through it. She grinned slightly and continued, “I guess you’ll have to control your bodily urges like a good boy.”
House stared at her and narrowed his eyes. “Yeah, because I’m ready to pounce on you any second now.” He said while doing a classic Cameron eye roll. “I don’t know how I’m going to be able to control myself, wait I know… think unsexy thoughts; think unsexy thoughts…Cuddy at the clinic, Wilson waking up hung-over on my couch, Julie just in general, Chase in a bikini…Vogler in a bikini!” House paused, cringing slightly at the disgusting image while shoving his fingers into his mouth in a mock gagging action. Cameron laughed; the thought of Vogler in a bikini was pretty disturbing. “That time I caught Foreman picking his nose...that evil canteen lady...Cameron in hot, sexy underwear…Argh you made me break the chain!” He said throwing his arms up in defeat.
“You’re crazy.” Cameron said shaking her head andblushing slightly.
“Well there is no way you can stay here now, images of you are gradually beginning to cloud over the ones of Cuddy’s low cut blouses in my head.” House said as he began to poke a giggling Cameron. Technically it was about time she left anyway but he just thought it would be way funnier to kick her out.
“Are you actually making me leave?” Cameron asked as House pushed her towards the door.
“Yup!” House said patting her on the bum as he pushed her out the door using the end of his cane.
“I’m coming round tomorrow!” She yelled through the closed door. Sure, it was a bold move inviting herself around but House was in a strangely playful mood so she knew she was safe.
Their relationship had officially moved to a new level of strangeness she thought as she walked to her car
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Wilson sat on House’s couch drinking a beer, the TV on in low volume although neither was watching it.
“So I phoned you today.” Wilson said giving House a suspicious glare.
“Really?” House said, while trying to keep his face as expressionless as possible.
“Yeah, well I was starting to get worried when you didn’t pick up.”
“Awww Jimmy, were you lonely in the big, old hospital without me!”
Wilson stared at him, eyes narrowing. He leaned close so he could study his face.
“Why didn’t you answer the phone?”
“I was asleep; it’s quite a common thing to do when you’re sick.” House replied, rather a bit too quickly.
“Then why didn’t you phone me back when you saw I called?” Wilson asked, his inner Sherlock Holmes taking over.
“Oh God Wilson, you are starting to sound more and more like a nagging wife every day! Why didn’t you call Greg blablabla” House saiddoing his best Julie impression.
Ignoring House, Wilson continued. “If you were sleeping you would have defiantly called me back when you woke, the only reason you wouldn’t would be if you were busy, but there’s not much you can do around here, unless someone else was here, but your only friend is me and basically everyone one you know is at the hospital so you couldn’t ha-” Wilson paused his eyes widening and a grin forming on his face, as realisation kicked in. He ran his hands through his hair before leaping forward in excitement.
“You’re not going to kiss me are you?” House said, wondering what the hell Wilson was doing.
“CAMERON!” Wilson gushed out, still grinning.
“What about Cameron?” House asked, trying to act as innocent as possible while his neck began to slightly flush.
“You know what about Cameron! She was here!” Suddenly he grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his nose.
“What the hell are you doing!” House asked, thinking Wilson had finally lost his trolley.
“Smells of peaches! Oh she was defiantly here, why else would your pillows have such a girly smell.”
“Erm, maybe because I wear that scent, hey a man’s got to smell good, you could use it, you smell of old, sick people.”
“Firstly, I smell great and secondly, I don’t believe you. So what were you and Cameron doing that was so important that you couldn’t answer the phone?” Wilson asked raising an eyebrow at his older friend. House looked like a deer caught in headlights and not knowing what to say he let out and exasperated sigh.
“Ooo does Greggy have a new girlfriend?” Wilson said pinching House’s cheeks.
“You can go home now.”
“Oh did hit a sensitive spot? So, the two of you were together, both ill and looked to each other for comfort by getting funky on the couch. Nice.” He just loved teasing House, it wasn’t often Wilson had so much control over his friend.
“My God Wilson, I am this close to shoving my cane right up your ass.” House picked up his cane and waved it in his face, to amplify his point.
“You’re not denying it. You’re a great actor House, I was actually starting to believe you when you said you didn’t like her.”
“If you must know, we didn’t get funky on the couch although I did get funky with myself where you’re sitting last night.” House said grinning.
“You’re disgusting.” Wilson said jumping off the couch and moving to the recliner. There was a long pause, when House finally couldn’t take it anymore; he’d probably regret it later.
“We kissed.”
“I knew it!” Wilson was genuinely happy. This new information was a healthy sign that House was finally beginning to move on from Stacy. “So how’d it happen?”
”She dared me.” House said, getting slightly embarrassed at how stupid he was sounding.
“Wow that was very bold of her. I’m impressed, the girl has guts.”
“Well it was only because I’d kissed her before.” House said, momentarily forgetting that he wasn’t supposed to be revealing so much to Wilson. Shut up House Shut up he thought mentally slapping himself.
“When’d you do that!” Wilson asked, slightly shocked and annoyed that House hadn’t been telling him anything.
“Right after I poured ice cream onto her head.”
Wilson shook his head and smiled. Only House would have such crazy explanations.
“To be honest I’m not sure what I’m doing.” House said, sighing and closing his eyes. The last few days had been so strange, he was slightly at loss to what was going on between him and Cameron and he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do next. Wilson watched, sympathetically as House rested his head against the back of the couch and closed his eyes, exhaling loudly. Nothing with him was ever easy.
“Just be yourself. She seems to like that.” Wilson said in a more serious tone. He grabbed the remote and turned up the volume. He had teased House enough for one night.
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Cameron hesitated as she raised her hand to knock at the door. She was starting to think maybe House wanted his space and would be annoyed at her for visiting again. I mean they had spent the last 2 days together and when they were at work it wasn’t like they were with each other every second of the day. Just as she was about to turn around and walk back to the car, the door flew open, causing her to jump.
“Were you planning on spending all day standing outside my door? I mean sure it’s a pretty door but it’s a bit quiet when it comes to the conversations.” House said grinning. Before she could reply he’d walked back to the couch leaving the door open for her to choose if she entered. Cameron let out a shaky breath before entering, the warmth of the room encompassing her ice cold cheeks. Shrugging off her coat she went to sit next to House, who was wearing a dark blue jumper, a change from his usually t-shirt and button up shirt. It was a few sizes too big for him, the kind of material you just wanted to snuggle up against in the cold weather. Cameron shook her head to stop her daydreaming when she saw House was staring at her. She wished she could tell what he was thinking, but he was an expert at covering his emotions.
“House about yester-” Cameron began before she was cut off by House.
“Food.”
“What?”
“It’s this stuff you put in your mouth, it keeps you alive, you had any of it today?”
“Oh, well no.” She said, obviously House wasn’t ready to talk about yesterday so she wasn’t going to force him.
“I have some leftover foodfrom whatWilson brought round last night.” House stated as he hoisted himself off the couch and went to the kitchen.
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“So how’s the chicken pox treatin’ you today?” House asked.
“Fine. I probably could have gone into work today but I thought I’d put it off for one more day.”
“Putting off work, good girl, I’ve taught you well!” House said smirking.
“Yeah, you’re a prime example of a boss, telling your employees to do as little work as possible. Cuddy must be so proud.”
“Ooo andyou’re even starting to use sarcasm, I’m impressed! Anyway Cuddy will forgive me, I think I’ll go back to work tomorrow too” Cameron smiled sadly, and stared down at her feet.
“So I guess this is our last day off together then?” She asked, already knowing the answer. She had a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach that when she got back to work, everything would go back to normal, and House would act like the last couple of days had never happened.
“yeah I guess so.” House answered, slightly surprised at the disappointed tone in his voice. “You can finally feel guilt free about making me ill.”
“Yeah I guess that’s a good point.” She said unenthusiastically.
House stared at her. For some reason she looked defeated and limp. He didn’t want to hang out with a miserable Cameron all day so he rose from the couch and walked to his bedroom, he had an idea. Usually he and Wilson did this when they were bored and House thought it was perfect idea to make the day seem more lively. Cameron jumped when House returned dropping three objects onto her lap.
Looking up at him she was about to ask what they were when she was greeted with the image of House with a large black and red belt round his waist, his blue tie wrapped around his forehead, a black plastic vest, dark sunglasses and a gun in his hand.
“What the hell! You look ridiculous.” She said, staring at him in disbelief.
“Laser tag. We’re playing it. Get up and prepare to die!”
TBC…