"It Doesn't Hurt to Love"
Chapter One- Two Lonely Souls
It was a dark and rainy Friday night at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. Dr. Allison Cameron sat at her table, working away at some needed to get done paperwork in her office. Everyone went home., leaving Cameron alone."Thump!" She looked up. Well not everybody. She glanced down at her papers and sighed, but quickly went back to work. "Thump!" It became more repetitive now, in a rhythm. She thought to herself not to let it get to her head. "Thump, Thump, Thump!" Five minutes went by, the thumping still echoing off the walls, into her ears. She put down her pen, and walked out of her office into the hallway. She squinted down the hall and saw nurses pushing grey carts, armed with every cleaning product imaginable down the hall. Couldn't be them. "Thump!" She turned to the left a saw the source of the sound. An office. Not just an office, an office which had "Dr. Gregory House" etched on the doorway. She put her hand on the doorknob. She slowly opened it.
House threw the baseball, against the wall. he was laying on the ground, his head rested against his desk. I-pod Headphones, blasting music at full volume, lay in his ears. He turned his head slightly, out the window. His saw the reflection of his office. Everything in its messy place. The only thing abnormal was the pretty, brunette doctor standing in the doorway. He rolled his eyes as he pressed pause on his I-Pod and gave a quick glance at the peeping tom.
"Doctor Cameron, do you have any common decency? Intruding during my personal alone time, what a shame." he snapped
"The baseball... I was.."
House quickly hurled the baseball in her direction, not giving her the chance to finish. She moved to the left, letting the baseball hit the window. The blinds moved in every direction, making a rattling sound.
"House! Are you trying to kill me you asshole!" she screamed
House, completely off the ground now, with the help of his handy dandy cane. "Kill you? No. Scare you the hell out of my office? Yes. Why are you here?"
"That thumping was driving me mad."
"Humping? Now, Allison, I know you want to get in my pants, but this isn't the place for your dirty mind to be at work" He smiled, his quirky smile.
"You manipulate everything I say, now don't you."
"Whatever you say, can and will be used against you."
She couldn't help but show a quick smile.
"What are you doing here, Dr. Cameron?"
"Paperwork... I have to get it.."
"Same here" he said cutting her off.
"No, your playing catch with yourself."
He glanced at the pile of paper on his desk. Picking it up with one hand, grabbing his cane with the other.
"Come on, grab your pile of useless crap also."
She raised her eyebrows. Then briskly walked to her office.
House, with limp an all, headed to Dr. Cuddy's office. Cameron caught up just as he used his keys to open Cuddy's door. He slipped inside. With a grin on his face.
"You done with your work?"
"Uh, yes, pretty much, I'll give them to administration, though"
"Who does administration give them to?"
"Cuddy'
"Now see Cameron, this is just so much quicker" He whirled his papers on her desk, using every attempt he had to make a mess. Cameron placed her pile neatly in the basket at the corner of Cuddy's now ruined desk.
"She will be pretty..."
"Pissed, I know. But I don't have to deal with her until Monday!" He smiled at Allison, as he made his way to the door, into the hallway, and making his way to get his jacket. Cameron disappeared into her own office, grabbing her things. They met up again in the elevator. House pushed the button to the ground floor.
"What are you doing tonight?" she said, like a nervous school girl.
"TV. Dinner. Bed." he said rather quickly.
"You must be some fun at parties. I am hungry also, come get something to eat with me"
"I have a TV dinner awaiting for me at home."
"Don't worry, no commitments, it will be, uh, our second non-date"
The elevator stopped. They walked out of the lobby, into the parking lot.
"Your car or mine?" House said.