Cameron entered the room and it made her shudder, it just felt wrong seeing him lie there, regardless of her feelings she always thought he was untouchable.

She turned around to see Wilson walk up behind her, "How's he doing?" She asked.
"Lab test results came back, negative for drug abuse, well not enough for him to collapse." He said, biting his lip and shifting his stance
"Could it be a delayed reaction?" She asked and he shook his head and Cameron knew he was hiding something, but she was distracted.

"How nice to see you all so concerned." Came a groggy reply and Cameron sighed in relief, he makes my heart race, I just wish I could get that through to him she thought and nodded turning to Wilson, "I'll go run some more tests just to be on the safe side but he's pretty much okay, Cuddy said to send him home to rest, let me know what goes on." Wilson nodded stunned by her coldness as she stormed out the room,

"Well, that was cheery," he said and House raised an eyebrow in agreement now fully awake.
"And I thought I was the only allowed to be pissy," he quipped and Wilson laughed, "Excuse me I just collapsed and you're laughing at me?" House asked indignantly and Wilson frowned "Oh come off it Greg I know it was the pills, I covered for your sorry ass okay?" And for a split second Wilson thought he saw regret, confusion and even a hint of sadness pass over his friends face but it was soon gone to be replaced by the usual hate-the-world glare, "You don't get it do you, after all this time." Wilson sighed running a hand through his dark hair, "she still likes you, and she's hurt over your car crash of a date. Go home and get some sleep." He began to walk out the door when he swore he heard House mutter, "I know."

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The next day Allison Cameron sat in the conference room, a mug of coffee in front of her, the bitter smell made her feel better as she poured over medical text books while Foreman and Chase ran tests in the lab; now that House was okay they could focus on their new case, kind of.
"My, my, my I didn't know all my underlings were so studious," Came a familiar voice and she turned round in shock, "Doctor House, we didn't expect you back so soon." She said in shock as he walk-limped in front of her and straight to the coffee machine pouring it into his favourite red cup. He shifted positions and his cool blue eyes looked at the floor, "I'm sorry," he whispered and taking a sip of his coffee and she frowned shaking her head, causing her dark auburn hair to fall in front of her eyes, confused.
"I'm sorry," he said again, more loudly and she stood up hands on her hips forcing him to look at her feeling how uneasy he was, and a part of her liking it after all the times he had done it to her. "For what? Taking the overdose of vicodin? No, it wasn't an overdose was it?" She asked looking into his eyes and seeing the feelings they betrayed, "it was a mistake, you drank, it was a delayed reaction, and Jimmy Wilson covered for you."

"I'm rubbing off on you, cute, I knew I was good." He snapped but at her icy stare he gave in, "I drank a lot after our accident of a date."
"Our date was a mistake?" She asked, amazed at how easily he could hurt her and she sighed, angry with her but angrier with himself. "No, I was the only mistake there, at least my attitude problem was," he cocked his head, ""At least I think it's a problem, people keep telling me it is."
"Wait," she said, confused "are you saying what I think you're saying?" He limped towards her until she could smell him, her heart pounded, "I like you," he said, nearly angrily, "House,"
"Greg," he whispered, leaning on his cane, leaning closer to her his height more noticeable. "Greg, I…." but her words were cut off as he kissed her hard at first as though releasing all his pent up anger but then it became softer as though he almost enjoyed it, "Houseeeee…whoa."

They both broke off to see Lisa Cuddy standing in the doorway, files in hand, but that seemed unnecessary now as Cameron reddened, "Doctor Cuddy," House said without breaking his stride," You have such impeccable timing, I must get you a watch with little dials telling when not to see me, they would all say never."
"like telling me when you're kissing your staff for example? Or when you have clinic duty which was my original reason to see you now that you are all better," Her tone sharpened, "Scare us again and I will fire you." She turned to Cameron who could not recover as quickly as House, "Gather up Chase and Foreman, run tests on this person, consult House when your results are back." She handed Cameron the files in her hand and stormed off as she reached the door she turned around, "Glad to see you are okay."

Cameron turned to House once she had left, "I…errr," she made to walk past him and he held up his cane to stop her.
"Dinner. My house. Tonight. Eight, if you're late you have to cook," he limped off, leaving her smiling, little did they know as Cuddy had walked out of the conference room she had been smiling to.

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I'm really enjoying this fan-fiction so please give me any advice you can. Oh also, does anyone know where I can take this story?