House woke up with an intense throbbing in his head and a ringing in his ear. He found himself upside on his couch with a massive headache. He slowly opened his eyes, careful of the

glaring sunlight. He flipped off the couch and looked around. His living room was a mess with his clothes and stuff everywhere. It took him a while to notice the ringing was from the phone.

He limped over there and answered it.

" House, were are you?" It was Wilson. He sounded angry.

" At my apartment Sherlock. Where would I be?"

" I don't know. Seeing that its almost two o clock. Your team is working without you and Cuddy is mad as hell."

House groaned.

" Can you not yell? I have a massive hangover."

" You were out drinking the whole night? No wonder. I called for hours checking on you."

Wilson's tone had lowered.

" Whatever, tell Cuddy to put her claws away and I'll be back tomorrow."

House hung up and rubbed his temples. He couldn't remember a thing of last night. He closed his blinds and limped towards his fridge. He opened it to get an icepack. He felt unnaturally

cold. He looked at his body to see he was half naked. He only wore socks and an unbuttoned dress shirt. Other than that he was naked. He got the icepack and put it against his head. He

went to his room to put on clothes.

On his way, he noticed his tie and shoes in the bathroom. He continued on to find his pants at the door to his bedroom. He got in his room and noticed his boxers right near the bed.

" Maybe I got lucky" he muttered to himself.

He went to his dresser and got sweats and a t shirt. He slipped the shirt on, but struggled with the pants. Due to his, inebriated state, he fell on to his bed while putting his pants on.

Instead of the usual comfort of his bed, he landed on something sharp. He looked underneath him to find a pair of earrings. They were simple, yet elegant, white pearl earrings. House

smirked.

" I did get lucky."

House got up and went to his bedroom door. Before he got out, he noticed something on his dresser. I was familiar, but not his. His mystery lady must have left something else. He

limped over to it. It was a nametag. He flipped it over to see whose it was. House was stunned when he saw it. It was from the hospital. He had slept with someone from the hospital.

" Holy crap, I had a one night stand with Cameron."