House sat on this couch, staring at the roaring fire coming from the fireplace. He had a glass of bourbon in his hand, stirring it with the motion of his wrist, making a swirling vortex, when there was a knock on the door. With a groan, he got up, and answered it.
Cameron noticed House's puffy eyes. 'What's wrong?' She pushed her way into his apartment.
'Won't you come in?' House remarked, with sarcasm, shutting the door behind him. 'Drink?' He asked, as he held up the clear glass.
Cameron was now standing in between the couch, and the coffee table. 'Maybe later.' She eyed the kitchen, then focused her attention back to him. 'Are you sure you okay?'
House stopped. 'I never gave you an answer to your first question.' He went, and sat down on the couch.
she sat down next to him. 'I knew you'd deny my first remark, so I went on.'
'I'm fine.' He took a sip, turning his attention back to the fireplace.
'Clearly.' Cameron took her coat off, she was wearing her grey slacks, and matching vest with, a pink short-sleeved button-down shirt. She pressed her index and middle finger against his neck, to check his pulse.
He pushed her hand away, and got up. 'Will you stop.' He groaned.
'Sorry, come back here.' She pouted her bottom lip.
'Why?' House turned his body half way, and arched his left eyebrow.
'Just come here.' She patted the leather cushion, to her right.
He sat down, again, next to her. 'So when do we get to the sex?' He set his glass on the coffee table in front of him.
'We're not.'
'Why? You and Chase broke up, and I'm single.'
'Your right.' She took the clip out of her hair, letting her blonde hair flow down, before straddling his lap.
House was brought back. 'I was kidding.'
'You want me. I know that you want me.' She brushed her lips with his, when there was another knock on the door.
He closed his eyes in frustration, Cameron got off, which is exactly what he didn't want. He reluctantly got up, and answered the door, with a hiss. 'Yes?'
'It's about our patient.' Thirteen walked in.
'What about him?' House eyed her, still keeping a hold of the door knob.
Thirteen looked at Cameron. 'Uh, he's in a coma.' She handed him the file, all the while, wondering what Cameron was doing in House's apartment, especially when she no longer worked for him. 'Did I interrupt something?'
'No.' Cameron straightened her stance.
'Oh, too bad, I'd like to join.' Thirteen winked, at House.
House eyed her. 'What?'
'So do we go straight to the tag team? Or would you like us to make out first.' Thirteen asked, with a smirk.
House pointed at Cameron, then back at her. 'You two make out?' He was trying his hardest not to smile.
'That's what I said.'
She walked over to the couch, House got real close to the them, watching intently. Thirteen went in to kiss Cameron, with a smile Cameron grabbed the side of Thirteen's face, and slowly brought her closer.
Beep Beep Beep
House woke up from his alarm, he looked over to his right, to see a sleeping Cuddy. 'What was that?' He thought to
himself, as he eyed the ceiling.
TBC...
