To Rise Again

Summery: Cameron gets sick of House's sarcasm.
Spoilers: none so far
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: You know I don't own it!

Author's Note: I don't know exactly where I am going with this story. So I am open to all ideas. This is my first time writing a fanfic, and it's harder than it looks.

Review! It's appreciated! Thanks!


Monday Morning

It had started as a headache the moment she opened her eyes, and by the time House opened his mouth, it had blown to full fledged migraine. Allison was tempted to throw the towel in and go home, but figured she'd be fine if she avoided house and stayed in the lab for the rest of the day.

"Gooooood Morning duckies," said the limping house. Foreman stared at him, Chase continued trying to figure another word for lymphoma, and Cameron just rolled her eyes at his sarcastic greeting.

"What no good morning for your boss, I do sign your paychecks you know."

"No Cuddy signs our checks, you just sit there and drink coffee and pop vicodin!" replied Cameron. Getting increasingly annoyed and feeling nauseous, she picked up her lab coat and headed for the lab. She wasn't sure but House may have said some rude remark about a 10-foot stick up someone's ass.

Sighing, Cameron picked up her pen, noticing slight tremors in her hand, but ignoring them as a symptom of her migraine, and began jotting down notes on her latest patient. After about two hours of sitting down at the microscope her eyes were getting tired and he back achy, so she decided to go for a walk and stretch her legs. The moment she stood up she slammed into another body, both falling to the floor with a fast momentum.

Cameron raised her head looking for the telltale stars others seem to get, but the only thing she saw was the body on top of hers, and the groan that belonged only to the man that had her head pounding every time she saw him.

"You know if you wanted me like this all you had to do was ask. No need to be violent, I'd be iffy but willing," replied House with his cocky grin, not attempting to get up.

"Move House, I need to get up," Cameron replied, squirming under him trying to get House off. After another groan from House she looked up, and noticed the problem she was creating, and instantly stopped her movements.

"House, you really need to get up, and what did you want anyway."

"Well Ms. Grumpy pants, what crawled up your ass this morning, it's only 11:30 and you're already…. Ohhhh I get it, is it Ms Wilma's monthly visit? Alright I'll steer away, but you know from now on maybe you should put a sign on your forehead or ass so the other sex can steer away. I mean it's only fair that we should be forewarned..."

"House!!" Cameron wanted to wring his neck, and her back was starting to hurt form lying on the ground, so she did the only thing she could do, she rolled House off of her, got up, and walked out of the lab leaving House on the ground still staring at her.