A/N: Here is what I plan to be a short, fun little story that popped into my head while discussing the time I got horribly lost in a corn maze.

Disclaimer: I don't own them, Fox does, but if I did I would so make them dance for me.

The Great Corn Maze Caper

Chapter 1

"Come on, it would be fun," Cameron urged, girlish glee all over her face.

"You can't be serious. You want us to give up our entire Sunday for this? The only day we're completely free of the hospital, but we should spend it together." Foreman said.

"When was the last time you did something this fun? Really? Look," she turned her laptop on the glass conference room table toward Foreman and Chase, who sat opposite her, "this place is less than half an hour from here. We could do the whole thing in a few hours. They open at 9, if we went early, you'd be home before lunch," Cameron pleaded.

"Why don't you go anyway?" Chase asked.

"Chase, half the fun of going to a corn maze is getting completely lost and trying to find your way out. What fun would that be alone?" Cameron said. "I didn't even know there was any place around here that did this."

"Getting back to our barnyard roots are we?" House asked from the doorway, where he was entering with Wilson.

"Cameron's trying to convince us to go with her to a corn maze this Sunday," Foreman informed them. He shook his head; sometimes she was so girly it was sickening.

"I'll go," Wilson said. House gave him a look that said, is your life really that pathetic? "I've got nothing else to do Sunday. It could be fun. At the very least, I'd get to wander around in a place where you could easily get lost for a bit with a pretty young woman."

Cameron smiled at him. House threw Wilson a dark look, but Wilson ignored it. He'd given up on trying to convince House to just jump her already. Just because House was a stubborn idiot didn't mean Wilson couldn't have some innocent fun. And if it bothered House even the tiniest bit, all the better.

"I'll go too," Chase added, not to be outdone by Wilson. True, he had been the one to say that he and Cameron shouldn't be together again, but that didn't mean he wanted her spending a day alone with Wilson. That was dangerous.

The three of them turned and looked expectantly at Foreman. Foreman ignored them successfully for nearly a minute before he finally cracked.

"Fine, I'll go. Happy now?" Foreman asked. Maybe it wouldn't be all bad. And since his girlfriend was visiting her parents this weekend, it wasn't as though he actually had anything to do.

"Great, who's driving? Doesn't matter, I call shotgun." House said.

"You're coming?" Cameron asked, plainly shocked. Wilson, Foreman and Chase all stared at him as well.

"What? I can have fun too, you know," House protested. He poured himself a cup of coffee and limped into his office. "If you expect me to be up early, somebody needs to bring bagels and coffee for the ride," he called over his shoulder.

As the door leading to his office swung shut behind him, the remaining four looked at each other uncertainly. This would certainly be interesting.