Chapter 9
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Chapter 9!!Chapter 9-
“Cameron you’re back!” Foreman announced enthusiastically as he walked round the conference table to give her a hug.
“Yeah, I missed you guys.” She smiled
“Nice to have you back with us.” Chase said, giving her a sad smile and a pat on the shoulder.
“Gee Chase, sound a bit more enthusiastic to see me.” Cameron joked
“Oh, ignore him; he’s just grumpy because he saw House was back here this morning. I guess you’re not the only one feeling better.”
“I guess not.” Cameron said, trying to withhold the smile that was forming on her lips at the mention of his name.
“Yeah well I suppose its back to me getting verbally abused on a daily basis.” Chase sighed staring at his morning coffee. “Then again, I heard you were the one that made him ill in the first place, so maybe he’ll cut me some slack and take it all out on you today.” He continued, smirking at Cameron.
“You poor girl, making House ill, he’ll never let you live that down, he’ll guilt trip you into doing his little errands all week...Then again, you do them anyway.” Foreman said, smiling.
“Trust me; he’s already made me pay.” Cameron said. Before anyone had time to ask what she meant, House and Wilson came strolling into the room with grins on their faces.
“Welcome back House.” Foreman said, receiving a nod in return from House.
“Why are you guys so happy?” Chase asked, flipping his pencil between his fingers.
“Have you seen the new doctor, Cuddy hired in Oncology, she’s hot, wait that’s an understatement, she’s gorgeous!” Wilson gushed.
“Yeah, it looks like Wilson’s got a hot little lady as his new employee; wow your wife must be ecstatic.” House said, casually taking a seat next to Cameron at the table and resting his chin on the cane.
Wilson rolled his eyes. “Oh shut up House, you were gawking at her too, as a matter of fact, everyone in the hospital was.” He said, trying to defend his enthusiasm for his new co-worker.
Cameron thought for a second. They must have been talking about the woman she’d seen talking to Cuddy at reception this morning. They were right; she was beautiful with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She felt slightly unsettled at the idea of House gawking at her and tried to cover up any signs of jealousy when she casually said, “I didn’t think she was that pretty.” while staring down at the file in front of her.
Cameron’s comments caused House to perk up and smirk. He found her reaction quite amusing, and loved the idea of teasing her, so turned slightly towards her in his chair.
“Oh come on Cameron you must be blind if you think that.” He said winking, their eyes locking for the first time that day. Cameron could tell by the look on his face he was trying to wind her up and make her look stupid in front of everyone, so instead of making some silly comment about how huge the new doctor’s nose was, she simply raised an eyebrow at him and turned back to the others.
Although Chase and Foreman had failed to notice anything, Wilson watched the exchange between House and Cameron and smiled to himself. It was typical of House, trying to annoy Cameron when he hadn’t even been in the room for more then two minutes. With that thought he decided to leave the team to it, and return to his office, he had work to do, it was nothing to do with a certain employee he couldn’t wait to see.
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House and the ducklings began to discuss Foreman and Chase’s previous patient who was now recovering nicely. Cameron was impressed at how House managed to insult Chase’s, shirt, tie and accent in less than 15 minutes, that was a new record for him.
Once the discussion had finished and House had reluctantly admitted that they had done a good job without him he decided to have another go at winding up Cameron. He actually enjoyed the thought of her being jealous that he found another woman sexy. Technically the new doctor wasn’t really his type, he actually preferred brunettes, but Cameron didn’t have to know that.
He began to inform an eager Foreman and Chase in detail of what the new doctor was like, knowing his suggestive comments would get under her skin and she wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.
Cameron decided to get some revenge and so casually placed her hand onto House’s good thigh from under the table. She grinned to herself when she saw House momentarily stop his little chinwag, and close his eyes from the sensation. He attempted to continue his conversation trying to ignore Cameron’s seductive fingers that stroked against the fabric of his jeans. She began to slowly move her hand up his thigh and watched out of the corner of her eye as House began to tap his pen nervously against the table.
“And we were walking past t-he rr-oom, when…” House stopped talking with an annoyed grunt as Cameron hand lightly brushed over little Greg.
“House are you okay?” Foreman asked, wondering why the hell he’d suddenly stopped talking.
“Yeah Dr House, you look a bit flushed.” Cameron said innocently giving him a fake concerned look.
“I’m fine.” House replied, narrowing his eyes playfully at her. He casually got up to get some animal crackers from the counter before walking back and sitting in the chair opposite Cameron. He needed get a safe distance away from her soft touch or he was going to have problems concentrating all day.
“We have a new patient.” Forman informed the team sitting around the table. “Forty five year old, female, presents with fever, swollen joints, skin rash and respiratory problems.” He grabbed the board pen and stood by the white board writing down the symptoms.
House would have complained about Foreman acting like the big boss but his leg was killing him so he was quite happy to just sit on the chair and bark orders from it.
They began the differential diagnosis, brainstorming possible causes between each other. Cameron slipped off her heeled shoes under the table and casually began to stroke House leg with her foot, continuing to give suggestions to the team. House was amazed. She was acting like she was doing nothing, continuing to discuss with the group, ignoring him completely while her foot moved up his leg, toying with the fabric of his trousers. He had no clue the innocent, naïve Cameron had such a sultry side to her. She had definitely marked her territory.
Her foot fondling was beginning to make him look like a complete idiot as he struggled to form proper sentences and mixed up medical words. Chase and Foreman just looked at each other assuming he hadn’t quite recovered enough yet from the pox.
As Chase continued to play with his pencil, it flicked off his hand and landed on the floor, rolling under the table. He casually bent down to pick it up when he gaze was caught by the image of Cameron foot rubbing against House’s knee. The initial shock caused him to raise his head which hit hard against the underside of the table.
“Oww!” he yelped.
The jolt of the table caused everyone to stop what they were doing and Cameron to lower her leg quickly and blush. She glanced over at House worriedly, both thinking the same thing.
“Chase are you okay?” Foreman asked, as his friend raised his flushed face from under the table, rubbed the back of his head with his hand.
“Yeah I’m fine, I just accidentally bumped it, I guess.” He replied glancing over in the direction of House and Cameron with wide eyes.
“God Chase you’re dumber than Fred Flintstone!” House said, before ordering Cameron and Foreman to go do some tests.
Cameron hesitated as she left the room staring back at House and Chase who had remained seated. She thought of walking back in to explain herself but the look House gave her told her she better just go do her job.
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“What was that!” Chase asked once everyone had left.
“What was what? Your lack of perception of where the table ends and air begins? That’s called stupidity.”
“Oh come on House, you know exactly what I’m talking about. Are you are Cameron…”
“Am I and Cameron what?” He asked almost daring Chase to say it to him.
“Getting down and dirty.” Chase said grinning at House. He finally had the upper hand and he loved it.
House began to get irritated, he wanted to rip the smug expression right of Chase’s face, Only I get to make that face! He thought to himself.
“No.” He replied simply, getting up to walk to his office. Technically he wasn’t lying, he and Cameron were yet to do anything of that sort, not that he didn’t want to of course.
He was nearly at his office and about to let Chase off the hook for being so annoying when he heard him snort. He slowly turned back round to face him, tapping his cane impatiently as he waited for Chase to continue.
“Was that annoying snort supposed to mean anything in particular?” House asked challenging Chase to say what he was thinking.
“Nothing, it’s just something is obviously going on between you two yet it’s not about the sex, that’s almost…sweet. Who knew Cameron would be the one to bring out your inner cuddly self.”
With that said, Chase went to leave patting House on the shoulder as he left. It hadn’t meant to come out mean, but to House a comment like that was like being slapped in the face.
Note to self, increase Chase insults by 75 each day, House thought, grumpily trudging into to his office. He had left his gameboy at work by accident and had now spent 5 days without it. They had a lot of catching up to do.
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“House?” Cameron asked nervously as she approached the back of his chair which was currently facing the window.
When she heard no response placed her hand on the back and whirled it around towards her. She was greeted by the sight of an exhausted House, eyes closed, and head resting against the back of the chair. He slowly opened them and stared at her. Cameron noticed the playful spark she had come to love had disappeared and instead was replaced with emptiness. She gave him a sympathetic smile, knowing the stress of being back at work had finally hit him. Knowing Cuddy she had probably worked him to the bone after the stunts he had pulled over the past few days.
She placed her hand gently on his resting arm and slowly caressed it. House in his moment of weakness sighed and gave into her touch before jolting his arm away to fiddle with the plastic bird figurine he’d stolen from Cuddy’s office. The truth was he was angry with her. Angry for making him feel the happiness he had felt, angry at her for caring so deeply for him and making him feel like he should care back. He could already imagine the teasing remarks he’d hear if people in the hospital found out. He liked to tell himself he didn’t care what anyone else thought of him, but him being a lonely, sarcastic jerk was what made him different and unique.
“House are you okay?” she asked, beginning to get worried.
“Chase knows.” He drew out slowly, eyes never leaving the plastic bird.
“Okay. Well is that a problem?” she asked, perching on the edge of his desk so she was at his level.
“Knowing him soon everyone will know and start talking.” Chase’s discussion had left him in a foul mood all day. His comments had reminded House, he wasn’t acting like he was supposed to be. Having fun and caring for a nice, beautiful woman was just not Greg House’s style.
Cameron began to nervously tap her fingers in a slow rhythm against the cold surface of his desk. His dark mood was beginning to make her extremely nervous and she was slightly confused at what the point was he was making. I mean It’s not like everyone was going to start saying he had a girlfriend, they were yet to even go on a single date, so why did he care? She began to worry that the last 3 days with him had been a long happy dream, she had fantasised in her head. She shook her head, burying those thoughts and decided to try and lighten the mood.
“Gee House, what am I, your dirty little secret?” She joked.
But when she heard no reply, her smile turned into a frown. Was that what she was to him, someone to just fool around with when he felt like, but if anyone found out then it was the end of the world?
House watched as Cameron just nodded sadly to herself and walked towards the door. As she placed her hand over the door handle, she spoke softly before leaving.
“Maybe we should just forget anything had ever happened then, if that’s what you want.” There was not bitterness in her tone, just sadness and defeat.
That one sentence caused House whole body to constrict, that wasn’t what he’d wanted. She’d really grown on him through the time they had spent together, he enjoyed their light banter, the surprising amount they had in common with each other, the jokes, the flirting. She allowed him to show a new side of himself and he liked that side. The grip of his hands on the armrest tightened as he watched he leave. Inside he was screaming out to stop her from going but no words seemed to come out his mouth.
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Three hours after she’d left and House had failed to leave his chair. He had just sat there in silence, thinking about what a strange day it had been. Suddenly the normality of work didn’t seem normal anymore. Hanging out with Cameron all day and playing pranks now that felt like home to him.
He stared at the flier on his desk, and smirked. That was where he was planning on taking her on their date. The fact that he’d gone out and planned something without Cameron nagging once to him about getting off his lazy butt and planning something was quite odd. Had he actually been looking forward to taking her out somewhere? He already knew the answer. He abruptly rose from his chair and grabbed the flier, his coat and keys. He had a date tonight and he didn’t care who knew.
TBC…
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[music|The feeling- Fill my little world ]
Chapter 9!!Chapter 9-
“Cameron you’re back!” Foreman announced enthusiastically as he walked round the conference table to give her a hug.
“Yeah, I missed you guys.” She smiled
“Nice to have you back with us.” Chase said, giving her a sad smile and a pat on the shoulder.
“Gee Chase, sound a bit more enthusiastic to see me.” Cameron joked
“Oh, ignore him; he’s just grumpy because he saw House was back here this morning. I guess you’re not the only one feeling better.”
“I guess not.” Cameron said, trying to withhold the smile that was forming on her lips at the mention of his name.
“Yeah well I suppose its back to me getting verbally abused on a daily basis.” Chase sighed staring at his morning coffee. “Then again, I heard you were the one that made him ill in the first place, so maybe he’ll cut me some slack and take it all out on you today.” He continued, smirking at Cameron.
“You poor girl, making House ill, he’ll never let you live that down, he’ll guilt trip you into doing his little errands all week...Then again, you do them anyway.” Foreman said, smiling.
“Trust me; he’s already made me pay.” Cameron said. Before anyone had time to ask what she meant, House and Wilson came strolling into the room with grins on their faces.
“Welcome back House.” Foreman said, receiving a nod in return from House.
“Why are you guys so happy?” Chase asked, flipping his pencil between his fingers.
“Have you seen the new doctor, Cuddy hired in Oncology, she’s hot, wait that’s an understatement, she’s gorgeous!” Wilson gushed.
“Yeah, it looks like Wilson’s got a hot little lady as his new employee; wow your wife must be ecstatic.” House said, casually taking a seat next to Cameron at the table and resting his chin on the cane.
Wilson rolled his eyes. “Oh shut up House, you were gawking at her too, as a matter of fact, everyone in the hospital was.” He said, trying to defend his enthusiasm for his new co-worker.
Cameron thought for a second. They must have been talking about the woman she’d seen talking to Cuddy at reception this morning. They were right; she was beautiful with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She felt slightly unsettled at the idea of House gawking at her and tried to cover up any signs of jealousy when she casually said, “I didn’t think she was that pretty.” while staring down at the file in front of her.
Cameron’s comments caused House to perk up and smirk. He found her reaction quite amusing, and loved the idea of teasing her, so turned slightly towards her in his chair.
“Oh come on Cameron you must be blind if you think that.” He said winking, their eyes locking for the first time that day. Cameron could tell by the look on his face he was trying to wind her up and make her look stupid in front of everyone, so instead of making some silly comment about how huge the new doctor’s nose was, she simply raised an eyebrow at him and turned back to the others.
Although Chase and Foreman had failed to notice anything, Wilson watched the exchange between House and Cameron and smiled to himself. It was typical of House, trying to annoy Cameron when he hadn’t even been in the room for more then two minutes. With that thought he decided to leave the team to it, and return to his office, he had work to do, it was nothing to do with a certain employee he couldn’t wait to see.
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House and the ducklings began to discuss Foreman and Chase’s previous patient who was now recovering nicely. Cameron was impressed at how House managed to insult Chase’s, shirt, tie and accent in less than 15 minutes, that was a new record for him.
Once the discussion had finished and House had reluctantly admitted that they had done a good job without him he decided to have another go at winding up Cameron. He actually enjoyed the thought of her being jealous that he found another woman sexy. Technically the new doctor wasn’t really his type, he actually preferred brunettes, but Cameron didn’t have to know that.
He began to inform an eager Foreman and Chase in detail of what the new doctor was like, knowing his suggestive comments would get under her skin and she wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.
Cameron decided to get some revenge and so casually placed her hand onto House’s good thigh from under the table. She grinned to herself when she saw House momentarily stop his little chinwag, and close his eyes from the sensation. He attempted to continue his conversation trying to ignore Cameron’s seductive fingers that stroked against the fabric of his jeans. She began to slowly move her hand up his thigh and watched out of the corner of her eye as House began to tap his pen nervously against the table.
“And we were walking past t-he rr-oom, when…” House stopped talking with an annoyed grunt as Cameron hand lightly brushed over little Greg.
“House are you okay?” Foreman asked, wondering why the hell he’d suddenly stopped talking.
“Yeah Dr House, you look a bit flushed.” Cameron said innocently giving him a fake concerned look.
“I’m fine.” House replied, narrowing his eyes playfully at her. He casually got up to get some animal crackers from the counter before walking back and sitting in the chair opposite Cameron. He needed get a safe distance away from her soft touch or he was going to have problems concentrating all day.
“We have a new patient.” Forman informed the team sitting around the table. “Forty five year old, female, presents with fever, swollen joints, skin rash and respiratory problems.” He grabbed the board pen and stood by the white board writing down the symptoms.
House would have complained about Foreman acting like the big boss but his leg was killing him so he was quite happy to just sit on the chair and bark orders from it.
They began the differential diagnosis, brainstorming possible causes between each other. Cameron slipped off her heeled shoes under the table and casually began to stroke House leg with her foot, continuing to give suggestions to the team. House was amazed. She was acting like she was doing nothing, continuing to discuss with the group, ignoring him completely while her foot moved up his leg, toying with the fabric of his trousers. He had no clue the innocent, naïve Cameron had such a sultry side to her. She had definitely marked her territory.
Her foot fondling was beginning to make him look like a complete idiot as he struggled to form proper sentences and mixed up medical words. Chase and Foreman just looked at each other assuming he hadn’t quite recovered enough yet from the pox.
As Chase continued to play with his pencil, it flicked off his hand and landed on the floor, rolling under the table. He casually bent down to pick it up when he gaze was caught by the image of Cameron foot rubbing against House’s knee. The initial shock caused him to raise his head which hit hard against the underside of the table.
“Oww!” he yelped.
The jolt of the table caused everyone to stop what they were doing and Cameron to lower her leg quickly and blush. She glanced over at House worriedly, both thinking the same thing.
“Chase are you okay?” Foreman asked, as his friend raised his flushed face from under the table, rubbed the back of his head with his hand.
“Yeah I’m fine, I just accidentally bumped it, I guess.” He replied glancing over in the direction of House and Cameron with wide eyes.
“God Chase you’re dumber than Fred Flintstone!” House said, before ordering Cameron and Foreman to go do some tests.
Cameron hesitated as she left the room staring back at House and Chase who had remained seated. She thought of walking back in to explain herself but the look House gave her told her she better just go do her job.
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“What was that!” Chase asked once everyone had left.
“What was what? Your lack of perception of where the table ends and air begins? That’s called stupidity.”
“Oh come on House, you know exactly what I’m talking about. Are you are Cameron…”
“Am I and Cameron what?” He asked almost daring Chase to say it to him.
“Getting down and dirty.” Chase said grinning at House. He finally had the upper hand and he loved it.
House began to get irritated, he wanted to rip the smug expression right of Chase’s face, Only I get to make that face! He thought to himself.
“No.” He replied simply, getting up to walk to his office. Technically he wasn’t lying, he and Cameron were yet to do anything of that sort, not that he didn’t want to of course.
He was nearly at his office and about to let Chase off the hook for being so annoying when he heard him snort. He slowly turned back round to face him, tapping his cane impatiently as he waited for Chase to continue.
“Was that annoying snort supposed to mean anything in particular?” House asked challenging Chase to say what he was thinking.
“Nothing, it’s just something is obviously going on between you two yet it’s not about the sex, that’s almost…sweet. Who knew Cameron would be the one to bring out your inner cuddly self.”
With that said, Chase went to leave patting House on the shoulder as he left. It hadn’t meant to come out mean, but to House a comment like that was like being slapped in the face.
Note to self, increase Chase insults by 75 each day, House thought, grumpily trudging into to his office. He had left his gameboy at work by accident and had now spent 5 days without it. They had a lot of catching up to do.
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“House?” Cameron asked nervously as she approached the back of his chair which was currently facing the window.
When she heard no response placed her hand on the back and whirled it around towards her. She was greeted by the sight of an exhausted House, eyes closed, and head resting against the back of the chair. He slowly opened them and stared at her. Cameron noticed the playful spark she had come to love had disappeared and instead was replaced with emptiness. She gave him a sympathetic smile, knowing the stress of being back at work had finally hit him. Knowing Cuddy she had probably worked him to the bone after the stunts he had pulled over the past few days.
She placed her hand gently on his resting arm and slowly caressed it. House in his moment of weakness sighed and gave into her touch before jolting his arm away to fiddle with the plastic bird figurine he’d stolen from Cuddy’s office. The truth was he was angry with her. Angry for making him feel the happiness he had felt, angry at her for caring so deeply for him and making him feel like he should care back. He could already imagine the teasing remarks he’d hear if people in the hospital found out. He liked to tell himself he didn’t care what anyone else thought of him, but him being a lonely, sarcastic jerk was what made him different and unique.
“House are you okay?” she asked, beginning to get worried.
“Chase knows.” He drew out slowly, eyes never leaving the plastic bird.
“Okay. Well is that a problem?” she asked, perching on the edge of his desk so she was at his level.
“Knowing him soon everyone will know and start talking.” Chase’s discussion had left him in a foul mood all day. His comments had reminded House, he wasn’t acting like he was supposed to be. Having fun and caring for a nice, beautiful woman was just not Greg House’s style.
Cameron began to nervously tap her fingers in a slow rhythm against the cold surface of his desk. His dark mood was beginning to make her extremely nervous and she was slightly confused at what the point was he was making. I mean It’s not like everyone was going to start saying he had a girlfriend, they were yet to even go on a single date, so why did he care? She began to worry that the last 3 days with him had been a long happy dream, she had fantasised in her head. She shook her head, burying those thoughts and decided to try and lighten the mood.
“Gee House, what am I, your dirty little secret?” She joked.
But when she heard no reply, her smile turned into a frown. Was that what she was to him, someone to just fool around with when he felt like, but if anyone found out then it was the end of the world?
House watched as Cameron just nodded sadly to herself and walked towards the door. As she placed her hand over the door handle, she spoke softly before leaving.
“Maybe we should just forget anything had ever happened then, if that’s what you want.” There was not bitterness in her tone, just sadness and defeat.
That one sentence caused House whole body to constrict, that wasn’t what he’d wanted. She’d really grown on him through the time they had spent together, he enjoyed their light banter, the surprising amount they had in common with each other, the jokes, the flirting. She allowed him to show a new side of himself and he liked that side. The grip of his hands on the armrest tightened as he watched he leave. Inside he was screaming out to stop her from going but no words seemed to come out his mouth.
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Three hours after she’d left and House had failed to leave his chair. He had just sat there in silence, thinking about what a strange day it had been. Suddenly the normality of work didn’t seem normal anymore. Hanging out with Cameron all day and playing pranks now that felt like home to him.
He stared at the flier on his desk, and smirked. That was where he was planning on taking her on their date. The fact that he’d gone out and planned something without Cameron nagging once to him about getting off his lazy butt and planning something was quite odd. Had he actually been looking forward to taking her out somewhere? He already knew the answer. He abruptly rose from his chair and grabbed the flier, his coat and keys. He had a date tonight and he didn’t care who knew.
TBC…