A/N: A sequel to 'I Want You Back' as some people requested. Not my characters...sadly. Enjoy!

As I fixed coffee on Wednesday morning in the office my beeper at my side alerted me of a message. It was from my boss.

Clinic today. Cover me.

I rolled my eyes before getting my cup ready then sitting at the conference table. I took out my laptop and began to answer the e-mail my employer let pile up.

I had just finished my coffee and the e-mails and was about to get up from more caffeine when my colleague Dr. Eric Foreman walked into the room.

"Morning, Cameron," he greeted me as he made his first stop to the coffee maker.

"Good morning," I answered cheerfully.

"Do we have a case yet?" he asked. "You've checked the e-mails right?"

"Yes, just got done," I told him, "but there was nothing to interest House in them. I referred several to different specialists and one to Wilson."

He placed his mug down then fell into his usual chair. "Great. Another day of nothing."

I smiled at him. "House asked me to do his clinic but you're more than welcome to take them if you are that bored."

He laughed. "No, thanks. It was you he asked, not me." Then he paused and looked at me from atop of the coffee mug he claimed as his. "I seriously doubt House asked you to do anything. Told you perhaps but not asked."

I bristled slightly at his tone. "House knows better than to demand I do something then expect total compliance. The asking part is inferred."

Foreman have me an incredulous look. "In your own twisted way of making House human. That's the only way he would ever appear to give anyone a choice about anything."

I was silent as I glared at him.

"Think of this as an empowerment, Cameron. I am giving you the chance and the ability to tell House 'no' once and for all." He was getting excited and throwing his hands around for emphasize. "House has always known he could use you for his own purposes and you've always let him. Now you claim you no longer have feelings for him--"

"I don't!" I reiterated, lack of anything else to say.

Foreman leaned forward on the table. "Prove it, Cam. After all we've been through I consider you my friend. I'd like to see you rise above the doormat status."

My glare was back. "Thanks, Foreman. I appreciate all the compliments you are throwing my way but I am perfectly capable of telling House to do his own damn work.

The glass door near me slammed open with force as the man himself came inside the room.

Foreman nodded as he steeped his fingers. "Here's your chance."

House stopped in the middle of walking to the coffee maker to look curiously at Foreman. "Chance for what?" he asked.

"Cameron has something to tell you," Foreman said, throwing me to the wolves.

Wolf.

With piercing blue eyes.

Piercing right at me.

I shifted straighter in my chair and met his eyes without waver. "House," I said, "it's time we've come to an understanding."

He raised his eyebrows. "Go on."

"Um, I believe I've worked for you long enough that I deserve the courtesy of you asking me to do things for you, not demanding."

He was quiet for a moment while he processed what I just said. Finally he spoke. "And what was I supposed to ask you to do?"

"See your patients in clinic."

House snorted as he went back to the coffee direction. "The question is implied."

I nearly let out a smile for him copying what I said to Foreman earlier but a glance to my co-worker's face kept me stern. "Then the answer is no."

House's smug expression turned to one of surprise. "No?" he repeated in shock.

I was firm. "No. Now, if the two of you would excuse me I am headed to clinics. To do my clinic hours."