It starts with spoilers I have read for next episode (Half-Wit), so maybe you don't want to read this...

My first fanfic, the first chap is a little short but I wanted to get it post before going on. English is not my mother tongue, so I am a little worried about not getting it right. If it's so, please tell me.

Cameron's face was just some inches apart from his face. Was she going to kiss him? He seemed surprised and awkward, his mouth was about to let go out some sarcastic comment that would stop her, but hers was quicker. Her hand was in his cheek, her lips were kissing softly his mouth and it seemed for a brief moment that he was going to break apart. But his expression changed and it was evident that now he was going for it. With his hands in her hips, he deepened the kiss and she let out a soft moan. House didn't seem oblivious to this, his arms tried to get a better hold of her when...

- Ouch! - House noticed a prick and looked surprised at his arm. Cameron was taking a blood sample! Before knowing what was going on, Cameron was looking at him with a mischievous smile:

- You will have your results tomorrow. And you can shut your mouth, I don't need that kind of sample.

With that, she turned around and left, leaving behind a slow-coming-to-his-senses House. When he at last understood, he couldn't help but smile, almost breaking into a laugh. Cameron had scored one with the kiss version of the "I love you" trick. It seemed so unCameron, he thought. This new Cameron seemed way too more interesting... and fun. You better be careful, he thought, remembering how he had felt.

Cameron was still smiling in her way to the lab. Well, it has not been exactly like she had imagined her first kiss with House, but, all in all, it had been not so bad. Ten minutes ago, she had been sure she was not going to be able to pull the trick. First, she thought that the most likely will be that she chickened off. If not, second more likely seemed that House just would step back and make some sarcastic remark. And third, if he didn't she was not sure she was going to want to take the sample... But she had done it! She felt reckless, proud of herself and happy, surprised by his reaction... If he had gone for it, and he so obviously had, could it mean that he felt something? Or it was just an impulse? Maybe it was just that even House needed that kind of contact...Maybe he just missed the sex. Quite a long ago Wilson had told her what she already suspected: House was not into hookers and he hadn't had any since Stacy. Cameron knew that House would kill Wilson if he knew what he had told her, ruining his "reputation". So, maybe it meant nothing. But if she thought that, why she couldn't help but smile?

When she arrived to the lab, Foreman and Chase were already there. They didn't like her smile.

- I don't believe it. You couldn't get a sample from him - Foreman looked incredulous.

Cameron didn't reply, just left the vial on the counter, her smile a little wider.

- Is it from him? How did you do it? You talked him into it? - Now it was Chase who couldn't believe it. - Did you promise to do all his clinic duty or what?

- It was far easier than that. And now, I want my fifty. From both of you.

Cameron decided that she would split the money with Wilson. He had been the one that had advised her "to play his game", and thanks to it she had come up with this crazy idea. And she had enjoyed the results.

She had decided to keep playing...