Author's Note: This is a song-fic so I suggest you listen to the Eagles 'Wasted Time' while you read this. It sounds like the kind of song House would play on his ipod on the show. And it's just a great song to boot. Okay then , enjoy.

Wasted Time: Part 1

House sat with his leg propped up on his desk, cane hanging off the edge. Enjoying the silence. Most of the diagnostic team was gone for the night besides Chase who lost rock, paper, scissors to Foreman for the night shift.

House went down to their recent patients room simply to rub the fact in to the Aussie before he realized staying at the hospital as well was better then going home. The office wasn't the place to hide but his gameboy and ipod were there so House had no other choice, now did he? As long as the three lovely ladies in his life didn't come looking for him everything was fine.

Cuddy was easy to get rid of, just ignore her long enough and she'd leave. With Stacy, House would have to be a downright bastard to her before she'd have enough. Cameron on the other hand wasn't as easy to get rid of. She'd suffered through his silence and insults calmly for so long that it didn't phase her anymore. The only thing that sent her away were slights about her dead husband or her feelings for House himself.

House rubbed his face wearily when he thought about the latest one of those he had used against Cameron. How could he say she wanted people who were damaged? He had decided it was the only reason she wanted to be with him and the words had just come out. She shouldn't of asked what he really thought of her.

It didn't matter, he didn't deserve her and House refused to be a burden to the one woman who could stand to be around him for more then five minutes. Cuddy was right about that at least. And what did he say when Cameron thought he couldn't love someone like her? Nothing! Real smart Greg, screwed up another relationship, and this one hadn't even started yet.

It was really bad when he didn't need Wilson around to tell him all this. He was coming up with it all by himself.

House needed to get these thoughts and more specifically Allison Cameron off his mind. He played with his ipod until he came upon a Eagles playlist. He'd set it up so all the songs were by Don Henley and on random. It was just what he needed.

Putting the ipod on the speaker system and popping a vicoden, House leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. Hoping like usual that he could lose himself in the music. Like he could in Cameron's eyes.

"Dammit!" he growled.

House pushed play and turned it up so he wouldn't be able to hear anything else. He sighed with contentment, that was until the first bars of the song started. He just groaned.

" Oh hell Henley not you too? I trusted you." House said to his ipod accusingly like it had picked this song on random to spite him.

House didn't move to turn the song off or change it though. His excuse was lack of energy to complete the task. Despite that ill conceived fact, his fingers were playing the air absently on a phantom piano to the music.

Well baby, there you stand

With you're little head down in your hand

Oh, my god, you can't believe it's happening again

Your baby's gone, and your all alone

And it feels like the end

And your back out on the street

And your trying to remember

How do you start it over?

Don't know if you can

You don't care much for a strangers touch

But you can't hold your man.

House didn't know when he had started to sing along in his own gravely voice, but Cameron did. She was standing in the doorway between House's office and the diagnosis room. A file pressed to her chest and a smile on her face. She wasn't suprised that he had such a great voice, it fit his personality perfectly. A sensual, drawling voice that hung on to all the right words the way she imagined his arms would around her. So far the latter one was only imagined.

The words hurt though, she had to admit that they stung. But hearing House sing those words was almost like he was sympathizing with Cameron, not pitying her. So for her own sanity and his pride, Cameron said nothing and listened. For once hoping he wouldn't notice her.

Never thought you'd be alone

This far down the line

And I know what's been on your mind

Your afraid it's all been wasted time.

It hasn't been wasted Allison, but I can't tell you that. What would they say if I turned soft all of a sudden just because of one woman. Last time I did that I lost the use of my leg.

He knew Cameron would never do that, so he threw himself into the song more. He lost touch with what was going on around him completely, Cameron could have stood right next to him and he never would have noticed her.

The autumn leaves they got you thinking

About the first time that you fell

You didn't love the boy too much, no, no

You just love...ed the boy too well...well, well, well...

House almost scoffed between verses. You know me too well Cameron.

Cameron herself felt a breathe catch in her throat.

So you live from day to day

And you dream about tomorrow

And the hours go by like minutes

And the shadows come to stay

So you take a little something to make them go away

Cameron and House both gave a pause as they realized the song wasn't just about her. It mirrored House as well. Which is why his tone was more personal when he continued to sing along with Henley. Closest to a confession he'd ever get, music was most definitely his therapy.

And I could of done so many things baby

If I could only stop my mind

From wonderin' what I left behind...

And from worrying 'bout this wasted time

Ooooh, another love has come and gone

Oooooh, and the years keep rushing on

I remember what you told me

Before you went out on your own

'Sometimes to keep it together

We got to leave it alone.'

It hurt, they both felt it. If they didn't do something soon there wouldn't be a second chance. House and Henley pretty much summed it up with the last verse. But House sang it almost with regret. Like he knew it would happen in the end.

So you can get on with your search baby

And I can get on with mine

And maybe someday we will find

That it wasn't really wasted time...

There was a thick silence after the song ended. Both people in the room had come to a realization of their own. The question was would either one act on them? House could get away with never speaking about his feelings for Cameron, and she could just as easily leave the room and never say anything about what she had seen.

But when the next song on the playlist started and startled them both. Neither House or Cameron was allowed to eel out of the situation. Because at that moment House looked up and saw Cameron in the doorway. There was a conflicted expression on her face and he knew.

"Dr. Cameron?" House said, clearing his throat in an attempt to sound indifferent. It didn't work, because the both knew that everyone lied, even Greg House.

Take a breathe. Take a step. Time to leap. Or it's all been wasted time.

" Dr. House."

Silence...

The same thought ran through their minds.

" Now What!"

Author's Note: Well that's the first part. Is it even worthy of continuation? I just thought that song was perfect for House and Cameron. Please tell me what you think I'd really appreciate it.