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Cameron was beginning to feel as if she was being watched. It seemed as if every time she turned around, one of House's new charges was watching her. The girl, Thirteen. It seemed to strange that House had hired someone whose name he didn't even know. Why won't he look in the file to find her name? And why won't she tell him what her name is? There has to be a reason for that. Maybe she has a criminal record, although one would have thought she would have read up on us and found out that Foreman had a criminal record and was hired because of it. If she had done her research, she should have tried to figure out why Cameron was hired. The she would have realized she probably didn't have to do anything, House might hire her just to have another pretty face, another "nice piece of artwork".

"Dr. Cameron? Are you okay?" There was an worried look on the young girl's face, the girl whose arm Cameron was supposed to be stitching up after a nasty fall from a tree. Cameron assumed she must have gotten lost in her thoughts, so busy thinking about Thirteen she forgot to keep working.

"I'm sorry, I just got distracted. I shouldn't have let that happen." Cameron returned her focus to the girl's arm, and quickly finished the stitches.

"Dr. Cameron. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Thirteen asked as she walked up to Cameron. She knew she didn't have much time, House would be looking for her at any moment, and it be disastrous for him to find them talking together, especially if he learned of their plans.

Cameron knew she couldn't keep avoiding her anymore. In fact, she might as well find out what she wanted, it was obvious there was something Thirteen wanted to tell her.

"Make it quick. I was supposed to meet Chase in the lobby ten minutes ago." It was a white lie but hey, everyone lies. And its not like she didn't have things to do.

"Umm...well I was wondering if you, Dr. Chase, and Dr. Foreman would like to go out to dinner with me, Dr. Taub, and Dr. Kutner. I was thinking we could do a get together, because we never really got to know each other that well." That sounded horrible, it came out all wrong. I'm just going to get shot down. Thirteen nervously fixed her shirt as she finished her rushed sentence.

Cameron was shocked, to say the least. Dinner with House's new minions was the last thing on her mind right now.

"Well I really can't talk for Dr. Chase, but since I will see him later I will pass the message along to him and I'll get back to you with an answer for us later. Do you have any idea as to when or where?"

"Well theres this really neat little italian place around forty-five minutes away from here, in Readington. I was thinking we should go someplace farther away then where House might be tempted to go."

Cameron thought the proposition over. She was really hoping she could find some flaw in Thirteen's plan, a reason to say no, but there was none to be found.

"Well, I gotta talk to Chase and see what he has on. I'll send you an e-mail later."

Cameron only hoped Chase could find a reason not to go.b