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Okay..sorry for the delay in getting this out. Had a bit of writer's block and minimal inspiration. I think it's okay now ;)
Title: I'm Not Going to Crush You-Chapter 10
Author: Me
Pairing: House/Cameron
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Still don’t own House. Don’t sue me.
Chapter 10
House wandered into his office Monday morning at his usual time.
“House!” Cuddy called to him from her open office door. “I need you.”
He lowered his eyelids and replied, in his darkest voice, “Yes, Mistress.”
Stacy was sitting in her office as well, and he stopped in his tracks. “What’s going on?”
“I need a lawyer on staff. And since Stacy’s husband will be in physio for the next couple of months, I asked her if she’d step in for awhile.”
“And this has to do with me because…”
“If you’re not comfortable with it, I won’t do it,” Stacy told him.
“It’s fine. Good,” he muttered as he turned around and walked out without saying another word on the matter.
***
Cameron, Chase and Foreman were already in the conference room. Chase and Foreman were doing crosswords and reading the paper and Cameron was checking House’s mail. They looked at each other quickly and a secret smile passed between them that made her heart race.
They hadn’t spoken since the day before when the limo dropped her off at her place and he walked her to her door. After sharing a couple of lingering kisses, he left her breathless and wanting more. When she went to bed that night, she thought about how quickly things progressed. Everything was going perfectly now and it seemed like nothing could ruin it.
Stacy walking past House’s office made her scowl inside. Until now, she thought. However, House pulled the vertical blinds closed and she tried to suppress a giggle.
“So, do we have a case?” he asked.
“Nope,” Chase replied with a disinterested air.
“Then what are you all sitting around for? Get your asses to the clinic.”
“I’ve already done my hours,” they all said together, causing House to groan.
“You all suck.” He kicked the door to his office open. “Wake me up if we get a patient. I’m taking a nap.”
“You just got here,” Foreman pointed out.
“I had a hell of a weekend. I need my rest. I am an old man, after all.” With a quick smirk in Cameron’s direction, he retreated to his office and sat down at his desk with his ipod. Stacy entered his office and closed the door behind her. “You need to go Baltimore.”
“What for?”
“Billing. They’re auditing you. We have to go straighten it out. So get packing. We leave tomorrow.”
“We?”
“Well, I’m the attorney and you’re the doctor in question so yes, we both have to go.”
“No way.”
"Greg!" Stacy gave him a look that he was more than familiar with and it made him wince.
“Whatever. But we’re taking separate flights.”
“Whatever,” she groaned as she rolled her eyes and left his office.
House let out a deep sigh. Hell. That’s what he was in. Forced to spend a day with Stacy of all people, in a city he hated doing what he hated even more. But Stacy..he had a sneaking suspicion she was up to something. He didn’t know what, but he knew he wasn’t going to like it. There was a storm brewing and somehow he knew that Cameron would suffer the most from the aftermath.
He had to talk to her. She had a way of calming him, and helping him see reason. He pulled out his cell and texted her.
My office. Now.
Less than five minutes later, she breezed in and sat down in his yellow chair, resting her feet up on the ottoman.
“What’s going on?”
“Cuddy’s making me go to Baltimore tomorrow.”
“And?” she asked, looking expectantly at him.
“I don’t want to,” he sulked.
“Well if Cuddy’s making you go, you don’t have a choice.”
“Oh, it gets worse. I have to go with Stacy.”
Cameron tried not to show the worry that crossed her mind in an instant but it was impossible. House caught it right away and stared at the floor. “You’re worried, aren’t you?”
“What? No,” she denied.
“No? I would be if I were you.”
“Why? Are you planning on hooking up with her?”
House stared back at her like she had already accused him of it. “No!”
“Then what’s the problem. You go, you take care of business and you come home the next day.” She stood up and walked over to him, reaching for his hands. He laced his fingers with hers and ran his thumb over her knuckles. “I know. It’s over between her and I. I know that. But I just have a bad feeling…”
“Greg,” Cameron said softly, placing her hand under his chin to make him look at her. “Just don’t forget who will be waiting for you when you get back.”
He gave her a slight grin and leaned forward. She leaned forward too and their lips met. He kissed her softly, his lips gently brushing against hers before he broke the kiss. “I’m gonna take off early, throw some things together.”
“Okay.”
“Come over tonight?”
She shook her head, sadly. “I can’t. I’m meeting a friend for dinner and then we’re going to catch a movie.”
“Girlfriend?” He asked, arching his eyebrow.
“Yes, as a matter of fact. We’ve been friends since high school. Does that satisfy your curiosity or do you want to know her bra size too?”
He shrugged. “Couldn’t hurt.”
Cameron gave him a light swat on his chest. “You’re a pig, House.”
“Yet you still love me. Go figure.”
***
House and Stacy had their meeting the next afternoon which took almost the entire day. She was thrilled they got through it and House just wanted to get home to Cameron. However, the weather had other ideas. A snow storm was coming and flights were already being canceled. And if that wasn’t enough to ruin his day, he and Stacy ended up on the same flight back.
“It’s a small world,” Stacy smirked as they left the ticket counter together.
“Too small,” he muttered under his breath as he made his way to the nearest kiosk. He ordered two coffees and handed one to her.
“Thank you.”
He nodded and glanced at her neckline. “You’re not wearing your necklace.”
“I left it at home.”
“Uh-huh. You never just leave it at home. I’ve never seen you without it. What’s going on?”
She sighed. “I had a fight with Mark before I left. It was stupid. And I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Good,” he said, limping to the nearest chair.
“Good? Good that we had a fight, or good that I don’t want to talk about it?”
“Uh..both.”
An annoying female voice came over the loud speaker announcing their flight delay. They had at least another two hours to kill. And it looked like she was sticking around. Great.
“So what’s the deal?” She asked him after a few minutes of silence.
“What?”
“You and..what’s her name? Cameron.”
“There’s no deal.”
“Are you two..seeing eachother?”
House just shrugged.
“Are you sleeping with your subordinate? Because if you are..”
“What? What’re you going to threaten me with?”
“Nothing. I just never thought you were the type to go after young girls.”
“Gee, when you put it that way, it makes it sound so cheap,” he grumbled. “And it’s none of your business anyway. What do you care? You have Mark.”
Stacy sighed. “For how long remains to be seen.”
“Trouble in paradise?”
She shrugged. “He was tired and cranky. I chalk it up to that.”
“But you’re still mad about it.”
“Whatever. He’s stewing about it at home.”
The annoying female voice returned to interrupt what House was planning on being a wicked retort to let them know their flight was being canceled until further notice due to the heavy snowfall in New Jersey.
“Fucking hell,” House groaned as he got up from his chair.
“Come on,” Stacy said as she handed him his cane. “I have a room reserved for such emergencies.”
“Oh, that’s rich!” he laughed.
“Come on, Greg. Your leg can’t take sleeping in some cot in the airport.”
She knew he couldn’t dispute that fact and willingly followed her to the hotel that was joined to the building.
***
He called Cameron’s cell twice and her house once. No answer. So he texted her.
What are you doing??
He put his phone down and opened the drapes of his room to stare outside. There was a freakin’ blizzard and he groaned. His phone beeped.
My job, House.
He grinned and texted back.
What are you wearing?
Clothes.
If I were there, you wouldn’t be.
Blame the stupid snow.
There was a pause and then another message popped up.
When do you think you’ll be able to make it back home?
Home. He liked the sound of that. Even though their relationship was still in its early stages, the idea of going home to Cameron made him smile in spite of himself. God, he was going soft.
There was a knock at the adjoining door and he rolled his eyes. The fact that it was a two bedroom suite was too convenient for his liking but there were no other rooms available and he didn’t have much choice. He sure as hell wasn’t sharing his bed with her.
He opened the door and stared at her. “What?”
“I heard the weather report. We should be able to leave tomorrow.”
“Good. I’m going to bed. I wanna be up and out of here in the morning.”
Stacy looked at him somewhat seductively. “Are you sure wouldn’t like to join me for a drink before bed?”
House shook his head to clear it. Was she serious?
“What’s going on, Stacy?”
She cast her eyes downward. “I just..being back in Princeton..seeing you…spending time with you. I missed it.”
He sighed. He had to admit he did miss her. But he wasn’t about to screw up what he had with Cameron simply because he was getting stiff over his ex-girlfriend. No matter how incredible she looked in her satin sleepshirt that went just above her knees and hugged her hips. Whoa..Down boy.
“Those days are over. You’re married and I’ve moved on. You’re too late. Now go to bed,” he said, a little more harshly than he intended.
“C’mon Greg,” she soothed, moving closer and sliding her hands up his chest. “You haven’t thought about us? The way it used to be? How good it was? When we were hot, we were on fire.”
"I also thought about how when we were cold, it was very, very bad.”
Stacy frowned. “You just can’t forgive me, can you?”
“No. Goodnight, Stacy.” He stepped back from her, gently pushed her through the door and closed it. Then he bolted the lock. With a raging hard on, he sat down on his bed and grabbed his cell, calling Cameron again. This time she answered.
“What’s going on?”
“I just got home. What’re you still doing up?”
“Can’t sleep.”
“How come?”
House stretched out on his bed and sighed. “I hate it here. And this bed sucks. Of course..it wouldn’t suck so bad if you were in it.”
“Charming,” she laughed.
“So what’re you wearing?”
“I was just about to get dressed for bed.”
House arched an eyebrow. “So what you’re telling me is..you’re naked?”
“If you’d called me thirty seconds later than you did I would be. But I’m not.”
“What a shame. I was hoping I’d be able to tempt you into some..dirty..naughty…sexy things, Dr. Cameron.”
The deepness of his voice and the way he said those words made her heart pound in her ears and she sat down on her bed.
“Phone sex, House? Are you really that lonely?”
“As a matter of fact, yes. Baltimore.. it's a lonely town.”
“How did you manage to get a hotel room if the flight was canceled? I’m sure everyone beat you to the phones to make reservations at the nearest place.”
He scowled. “Stacy turned out to be more than just a pretty face. She already had a room and..”
“Stacy’s there?”
“Yep.”
“Bye House.”
He noticed she sounded strange all of a sudden. “Bye? You’re going to bed?”
“I’m tired. I’ll see you back at work.” And with that, she hung up, leaving him incredibly confused. He couldn’t figure it out..but then it dawned on him.
She thinks I’m with Stacy. In a hotel. Lonely. Oh Jeez…this is so not good…not good at all.
Chapters 1-9 can be found here. Thanks for reading!
Title: I'm Not Going to Crush You-Chapter 10
Author: Me
Pairing: House/Cameron
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Still don’t own House. Don’t sue me.
Chapter 10
House wandered into his office Monday morning at his usual time.
“House!” Cuddy called to him from her open office door. “I need you.”
He lowered his eyelids and replied, in his darkest voice, “Yes, Mistress.”
Stacy was sitting in her office as well, and he stopped in his tracks. “What’s going on?”
“I need a lawyer on staff. And since Stacy’s husband will be in physio for the next couple of months, I asked her if she’d step in for awhile.”
“And this has to do with me because…”
“If you’re not comfortable with it, I won’t do it,” Stacy told him.
“It’s fine. Good,” he muttered as he turned around and walked out without saying another word on the matter.
***
Cameron, Chase and Foreman were already in the conference room. Chase and Foreman were doing crosswords and reading the paper and Cameron was checking House’s mail. They looked at each other quickly and a secret smile passed between them that made her heart race.
They hadn’t spoken since the day before when the limo dropped her off at her place and he walked her to her door. After sharing a couple of lingering kisses, he left her breathless and wanting more. When she went to bed that night, she thought about how quickly things progressed. Everything was going perfectly now and it seemed like nothing could ruin it.
Stacy walking past House’s office made her scowl inside. Until now, she thought. However, House pulled the vertical blinds closed and she tried to suppress a giggle.
“So, do we have a case?” he asked.
“Nope,” Chase replied with a disinterested air.
“Then what are you all sitting around for? Get your asses to the clinic.”
“I’ve already done my hours,” they all said together, causing House to groan.
“You all suck.” He kicked the door to his office open. “Wake me up if we get a patient. I’m taking a nap.”
“You just got here,” Foreman pointed out.
“I had a hell of a weekend. I need my rest. I am an old man, after all.” With a quick smirk in Cameron’s direction, he retreated to his office and sat down at his desk with his ipod. Stacy entered his office and closed the door behind her. “You need to go Baltimore.”
“What for?”
“Billing. They’re auditing you. We have to go straighten it out. So get packing. We leave tomorrow.”
“We?”
“Well, I’m the attorney and you’re the doctor in question so yes, we both have to go.”
“No way.”
"Greg!" Stacy gave him a look that he was more than familiar with and it made him wince.
“Whatever. But we’re taking separate flights.”
“Whatever,” she groaned as she rolled her eyes and left his office.
House let out a deep sigh. Hell. That’s what he was in. Forced to spend a day with Stacy of all people, in a city he hated doing what he hated even more. But Stacy..he had a sneaking suspicion she was up to something. He didn’t know what, but he knew he wasn’t going to like it. There was a storm brewing and somehow he knew that Cameron would suffer the most from the aftermath.
He had to talk to her. She had a way of calming him, and helping him see reason. He pulled out his cell and texted her.
My office. Now.
Less than five minutes later, she breezed in and sat down in his yellow chair, resting her feet up on the ottoman.
“What’s going on?”
“Cuddy’s making me go to Baltimore tomorrow.”
“And?” she asked, looking expectantly at him.
“I don’t want to,” he sulked.
“Well if Cuddy’s making you go, you don’t have a choice.”
“Oh, it gets worse. I have to go with Stacy.”
Cameron tried not to show the worry that crossed her mind in an instant but it was impossible. House caught it right away and stared at the floor. “You’re worried, aren’t you?”
“What? No,” she denied.
“No? I would be if I were you.”
“Why? Are you planning on hooking up with her?”
House stared back at her like she had already accused him of it. “No!”
“Then what’s the problem. You go, you take care of business and you come home the next day.” She stood up and walked over to him, reaching for his hands. He laced his fingers with hers and ran his thumb over her knuckles. “I know. It’s over between her and I. I know that. But I just have a bad feeling…”
“Greg,” Cameron said softly, placing her hand under his chin to make him look at her. “Just don’t forget who will be waiting for you when you get back.”
He gave her a slight grin and leaned forward. She leaned forward too and their lips met. He kissed her softly, his lips gently brushing against hers before he broke the kiss. “I’m gonna take off early, throw some things together.”
“Okay.”
“Come over tonight?”
She shook her head, sadly. “I can’t. I’m meeting a friend for dinner and then we’re going to catch a movie.”
“Girlfriend?” He asked, arching his eyebrow.
“Yes, as a matter of fact. We’ve been friends since high school. Does that satisfy your curiosity or do you want to know her bra size too?”
He shrugged. “Couldn’t hurt.”
Cameron gave him a light swat on his chest. “You’re a pig, House.”
“Yet you still love me. Go figure.”
***
House and Stacy had their meeting the next afternoon which took almost the entire day. She was thrilled they got through it and House just wanted to get home to Cameron. However, the weather had other ideas. A snow storm was coming and flights were already being canceled. And if that wasn’t enough to ruin his day, he and Stacy ended up on the same flight back.
“It’s a small world,” Stacy smirked as they left the ticket counter together.
“Too small,” he muttered under his breath as he made his way to the nearest kiosk. He ordered two coffees and handed one to her.
“Thank you.”
He nodded and glanced at her neckline. “You’re not wearing your necklace.”
“I left it at home.”
“Uh-huh. You never just leave it at home. I’ve never seen you without it. What’s going on?”
She sighed. “I had a fight with Mark before I left. It was stupid. And I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Good,” he said, limping to the nearest chair.
“Good? Good that we had a fight, or good that I don’t want to talk about it?”
“Uh..both.”
An annoying female voice came over the loud speaker announcing their flight delay. They had at least another two hours to kill. And it looked like she was sticking around. Great.
“So what’s the deal?” She asked him after a few minutes of silence.
“What?”
“You and..what’s her name? Cameron.”
“There’s no deal.”
“Are you two..seeing eachother?”
House just shrugged.
“Are you sleeping with your subordinate? Because if you are..”
“What? What’re you going to threaten me with?”
“Nothing. I just never thought you were the type to go after young girls.”
“Gee, when you put it that way, it makes it sound so cheap,” he grumbled. “And it’s none of your business anyway. What do you care? You have Mark.”
Stacy sighed. “For how long remains to be seen.”
“Trouble in paradise?”
She shrugged. “He was tired and cranky. I chalk it up to that.”
“But you’re still mad about it.”
“Whatever. He’s stewing about it at home.”
The annoying female voice returned to interrupt what House was planning on being a wicked retort to let them know their flight was being canceled until further notice due to the heavy snowfall in New Jersey.
“Fucking hell,” House groaned as he got up from his chair.
“Come on,” Stacy said as she handed him his cane. “I have a room reserved for such emergencies.”
“Oh, that’s rich!” he laughed.
“Come on, Greg. Your leg can’t take sleeping in some cot in the airport.”
She knew he couldn’t dispute that fact and willingly followed her to the hotel that was joined to the building.
***
He called Cameron’s cell twice and her house once. No answer. So he texted her.
What are you doing??
He put his phone down and opened the drapes of his room to stare outside. There was a freakin’ blizzard and he groaned. His phone beeped.
My job, House.
He grinned and texted back.
What are you wearing?
Clothes.
If I were there, you wouldn’t be.
Blame the stupid snow.
There was a pause and then another message popped up.
When do you think you’ll be able to make it back home?
Home. He liked the sound of that. Even though their relationship was still in its early stages, the idea of going home to Cameron made him smile in spite of himself. God, he was going soft.
There was a knock at the adjoining door and he rolled his eyes. The fact that it was a two bedroom suite was too convenient for his liking but there were no other rooms available and he didn’t have much choice. He sure as hell wasn’t sharing his bed with her.
He opened the door and stared at her. “What?”
“I heard the weather report. We should be able to leave tomorrow.”
“Good. I’m going to bed. I wanna be up and out of here in the morning.”
Stacy looked at him somewhat seductively. “Are you sure wouldn’t like to join me for a drink before bed?”
House shook his head to clear it. Was she serious?
“What’s going on, Stacy?”
She cast her eyes downward. “I just..being back in Princeton..seeing you…spending time with you. I missed it.”
He sighed. He had to admit he did miss her. But he wasn’t about to screw up what he had with Cameron simply because he was getting stiff over his ex-girlfriend. No matter how incredible she looked in her satin sleepshirt that went just above her knees and hugged her hips. Whoa..Down boy.
“Those days are over. You’re married and I’ve moved on. You’re too late. Now go to bed,” he said, a little more harshly than he intended.
“C’mon Greg,” she soothed, moving closer and sliding her hands up his chest. “You haven’t thought about us? The way it used to be? How good it was? When we were hot, we were on fire.”
"I also thought about how when we were cold, it was very, very bad.”
Stacy frowned. “You just can’t forgive me, can you?”
“No. Goodnight, Stacy.” He stepped back from her, gently pushed her through the door and closed it. Then he bolted the lock. With a raging hard on, he sat down on his bed and grabbed his cell, calling Cameron again. This time she answered.
“What’s going on?”
“I just got home. What’re you still doing up?”
“Can’t sleep.”
“How come?”
House stretched out on his bed and sighed. “I hate it here. And this bed sucks. Of course..it wouldn’t suck so bad if you were in it.”
“Charming,” she laughed.
“So what’re you wearing?”
“I was just about to get dressed for bed.”
House arched an eyebrow. “So what you’re telling me is..you’re naked?”
“If you’d called me thirty seconds later than you did I would be. But I’m not.”
“What a shame. I was hoping I’d be able to tempt you into some..dirty..naughty…sexy things, Dr. Cameron.”
The deepness of his voice and the way he said those words made her heart pound in her ears and she sat down on her bed.
“Phone sex, House? Are you really that lonely?”
“As a matter of fact, yes. Baltimore.. it's a lonely town.”
“How did you manage to get a hotel room if the flight was canceled? I’m sure everyone beat you to the phones to make reservations at the nearest place.”
He scowled. “Stacy turned out to be more than just a pretty face. She already had a room and..”
“Stacy’s there?”
“Yep.”
“Bye House.”
He noticed she sounded strange all of a sudden. “Bye? You’re going to bed?”
“I’m tired. I’ll see you back at work.” And with that, she hung up, leaving him incredibly confused. He couldn’t figure it out..but then it dawned on him.
She thinks I’m with Stacy. In a hotel. Lonely. Oh Jeez…this is so not good…not good at all.
Chapters 1-9 can be found here. Thanks for reading!