1Author's note: To everyone who has read my story thank you so very much it means so much to me. This is a new story I saw the previous one to have been bland and utterly boring. Hope it's good
House stood by the doorway impressed that his duckling was doing the useless paperwork while he was away. Reluctantly, days went by when his thoughts of Cameron's words broke through his silent reverie's. She spoke clear and tenacious of what her intentions of him were, she missed the job, she loved the thrill but she didn't lack of him. Her back bone seemed complete, he molded her into the stuff great doctors were made of, blood, sweat and indifference. He never spoke of pursuing something pure and wholesome with Allison, he would have found himself reclusive than he was before even helpless. She did have an unexpected place in his heart that he could admit to no one other than himself. He blocked that part of his life away for years but she broke that barrier when he finally got the feeling she was gone for good; he truly missed Dr. Cameron and all her fluffy goodness that came with her. She always kept him in his rightful place, and dispensed his haughty ego to the floor when she seemed it was getting in the way of doing the right thing. His buzzing bubbly blonde bumble bee he thought of her, infringing on his bitter half.
" House, you're not suppose to be here, Cuddy has you on strict hospital room arrest. I'm collaborating with her to keep you there, I was told to use extreme caution with you." She continued to open his pile of letters that were backed up for about six months. She kept her eyes fixated on him as he looked both ways in the hallway for a disgruntled Cuddy.
"Hey Cuddy, you hoo, im out of my room come and spank me, but I must warn you my cane always defends he who walks with limp!" He shouted at the quiet wing of the hospital.
" Do you have to behave this juvenile, come inside the office before you give all the nurses a show of your endless butt crack." She called to him and urged him to sit down on the patients chair. It was more of a command than anything else.
"Ooh yes dictator Allison, keep talking dirty to me like "we always do in the equipment office!" He shouted to some near by on lookers.
She hastily got off of her seat and charged toward him with a syringe in her hand, of course she wasn't going to use this on him, but she would've love to taken the chance.
"Do you see this in my hand, Cuddy's compliments to the board certified Diagnostician if he doesn't comply with authority." Shooting the liquid out through the syringe with a squeeze.
"Who made you boss of me, if I stand corrected you are the one sorting out my mail. Plus, on the other hand, I don't trust you with needles."
"Sit, and shut up."
"Come again?"
"Sit down, shut up, and be good and I wont tell Cuddy you were in here at this time of night." Pointing to the sofa by his foot.
"Hey Foreman why are peaking in through the windows, just go through the front doors homie." Calling out to the window
"Wait Foreman just left the office two minutes ago, he cant possibly..." Before she said another word House grabbed a hold of the syringe and spilled the contents on the floor.
"Nice try Kavorkian, but no enchilada."
"Don't worry I'll just call Bubba, he'll take you back to your room"
"Pitocin, you were going to give me Pitocin?" He quickly rummaged her scrub pockets for the vile.
"Have a seat House, this is your last warning." She stood strong and tall in front of him.
He plopped down on his office seat and retrieved his Gameboy Advance and had begun to play. She sat on the other side of the desk and continued charting his work and placing his signatures on documents that were needed to be sent to Cuddy four weeks ago. He eyed something that was in a brown sealed package that was marked to him. Usually he never took a second glance of the mail but this one seemed to have something worth looking into.
"Give me that one, I want to see it." Holding out his hands for the package.
"Oh yea, I remember this, it's your documentary that you did a couple of months back. It must've come in." She stood with a blank expression on her face as she handed him the package containing her confession of her feelings towards House.
" Oh Cameron, did they catch you and the flamboyant wombat getting nasty in one of the empty rooms." Teasing her mockingly.
"I have nothing to hide on that stupid documentary, I'm just glad that reporter stayed the hell away from me after I told her you had a debilitating disease."
"That reminds me, I know they captured you bending down with your thong out." chuckling under his breath
"Thongs are for special occasions, it must of been the red g-string I wore that day, Chase seems to enjoy that one." Continuing forging House's signature on documents.
"Really, I thought Chase wore the panties in the house, he's such a pretty boy after all." Batting his eyelashes at Cameron.
"Does it make you hot House?" She looked up to his eyes.
" I don't know does it have you wrapped up nicely in a silk tie bow with a red g-string to go with it?" raising his eyebrows.
"House, really, go get a blow up doll, show her a good time then have your way with it since your so pressed up for sex."
"How about we just make some magic in this office and call it a night." Popping in the DVD into the player and pressing play. "This should be really interesting, open me some of my snicker bars from my secret stash drawer.
"There's only mounds and Reeses cups in here, oh and some sour patches." Rummaging in the drawer.
"Yea I had stolen those from little Ricky Myers up in the cancer wing."
"Can you be anymore of an ass, Ricky Myers is only four years old!"
"He started it, he ate my Baby Ruth!"
"Real classy house, you really know how to reach the kids."
"Less lip more candy, give me those patch kids, and Cameron?"
"What do you need House I'm busy." Standing in front of the t.v. blocking House's view.
"Be a doll and get me an apple juice from the vending machine, my throats getting a little dry."
Faking a dry cough, and turning back to the t.v.
"Save that for your hooker House, she gets paid for it." She exits his office.
"Where are you going, don't you have to babysit me while my mommy is away?"
"I have to take a restroom break do I have to hold you by the hand wherever I go?" Throwing
him the open bag of candy.
"You could've saved me the yellow ones."