Spoilers!: None after Last Resort! Yay, no 2009 Foreteen/drug trial drama!

A/N: Another short, fun chapter. It's kind of nice to get a break from all the angst of Taking Risks. And to think that I always told myself that I would never write fluff for this pairing.

A/N2: We get to catch a glimpse of Thirteen knowing a lot of useless information about a holiday too.

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Chapter Two- St. Patrick's Day

10:45 am

After hooking up the team's patient with rifampicin to treat his suspected TB, Remy finds herself with some extra time on her hands. She decides to go to the break room to escape from her coworkers. In her distracted state, Thirteen passes by the ER unaware of the blonde doctor watching her walking by with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

The dark-haired doctor rolls back and forth impatiently on her heels as she waits for the elevator to reach the first floor. While she pays no mind to the person that steps up beside her to wait for the elevator, she does notice the slight pinch on her upper arm.

"The hell?" Hadley questions irritably as she snaps her head to the side to glare at the woman beside her.

Allison smiles innocently. "It's St. Patrick's Day," she offers as an explanation.

"I am aware of that," Remy replies slowly, not sure what the other woman is up to, as she idly rubs her abused arm.

"It's St. Patrick's Day and you aren't wearing green. I am just doing my duty as devoted fan of holiday traditions by pinching you, as is required by this holiday. I didn't want to, I had to," Cameron shrugs with a grin plastered to her face as the elevator reaches their floor and opens its doors.

Remy rolls her eyes as she follows the blonde into the elevator. She is all too aware of how much the other woman keeps to her holiday traditions, if the events of New Year's Eve and Valentine's Day are anything to go by.

"Just so you know, green is the color most associated with Ireland and not St. Patrick," Hadley says in a scholarly tone as she hits the button for the third floor.

"And what color is associated with St. Patrick, then?" The unconvinced blonde challenges.

"Blue," Remy smirks back.

"Right," Cameron drawls. "Then what's with the green?" She questions with an arched eyebrow.

"St. Patrick used a shamrock, which has three leaves, to explain the Holy Trinity. Shamrocks, as I'm sure you know, are green," Thirteen further explains, saying the last part teasingly.

"So?" Allison furrows her brows as they arrive on the third floor, still not quite understanding why green would trump blue for this holiday.

"Despite popular belief, in Ireland St. Patrick's Day is a religious holiday and not a drinking holiday. Wearing green in Ireland is a sign of Irish nationalism or loyalty to Irish Catholicism. Wearing blue honors St. Patrick more than wearing green..but not many people actually know that," the taller woman continues the history lesson as they make their way towards the break room, the brunette never thinking to question why the other woman is following her.

"How do you even know all of this?" Allison asks, wondering how anyone could know so much obscure information on this holiday.

Remy holds the door to the break room open for the blonde to enter first. "I actually am Irish…and I'm not just saying that as an excuse to drink," she chuckles, following the other woman into the room.

Cameron seems to be taking the information in before turning her attention back to her companion. "Okay then, Smartass, all that being said, I was still allowed to pinch you because you aren't wearing blue either. And your eyes don't count," she grins triumphantly, making sure to cover her bases with the brunette's eye color.

Thirteen responds with an arched eyebrow as she takes one side of her white lab coat and pulls it back to reveal her dark blue suspenders. "Damn," Allison sighs despite the smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Now what?" Remy asks with an amused expression on her face as she allows the jacket to fall back to where it was hanging before.

The ER doctor ponders this for a moment. "Is it true that House gave you guys tomorrow off so that he can celebrate in a bar and avoid coming in hung-over?" She slyly asks the other woman.

"Yeah," Thirteen answers slowly, her brows furrowed in confusion over the change of subject.

"Well, I was just wondering if you're such a purist of this, apparently religious, holiday that you wouldn't want to join me for a drink after work?" Allison inquires with a sweet smile as she steps closer to the taller doctor.

Remy can barely contain the grin threatening to appear on her face. "I think I can be willing to make an exception," she agrees with a nod. "After all, you did assault me without cause downstairs. You kind of owe me," she throws in with a teasing laugh.

"Of course. It would be only fair," the blonde nods solemnly, regardless of her giddy smile, as she tugs on one of the brunette's dark blue suspenders that got them into this position. She is secretly thankful for them.

Allison looks up from the suspender and the two women lock eyes. Moments later, their eyes flutter closed as they begin to draw their faces in and-

"Damn," the ER doctor mutters against Thirteen's lips as her pager goes off, alerting her of an emergency downstairs.

"Ditto," Remy agrees to the older woman's cursed sentiment as she pulls back slightly.

"So, I'll see you later," Cameron says quietly even though it sounds more like a question.

"Count on it," Hadley replies, returning the smile that instantly found its way to the other woman's face as she says this. She watches the blonde make her way out of the break room and back to work.

One phrase immediately comes to the brunette's mind: Luck of the Irish. Remy chuckles in amusement as she decides to forgo hanging out in the break room in favor of seeing if she can help out in the ER…strictly for work purposes, of course.

As soon as the door clicks closed for good, House grins with delight. Having been laying on the couch when the pair came in, he had remained unseen during the part of their conversation occurring in the room. He is infinitely thankful for his continued good luck in regards to witnessing the Sapphic encounters of his favorite employee and his favorite ex-employee. Closing his eyes again, he has a feeling that his dreams are going to get a lot more interesting.

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This chapter was short and sweet, wasn't it? It was pretty easy to write because this is just a fun story. I'll even admit that I enjoy writing their banter in this chapter. Bonus: a little bit of a history lesson thrown in to facilitate the hookup. Also, Olivia Wilde is actually Irish...so it all works out. I even got the chance to include my favorite non-character of the show: Thirteen's beloved suspenders (I am a fan of them, what else can I say?).

Don't be too upset that they didn't get together because the story summary even says that it'll take a year to get them together. This is only March…nine more months to go. Of course, I actually had to include House being in the right place at the right time…just like in the end of Ringing in the New Year.

So, if birthdays are to be included, that would mean that I'd have to make up when Cameron and Thirteen's birthdays actually take place. I was planning on using the actresses' real birthdays, but Olivia Wilde's birthday is March 10th (7 days before St. Patrick's day and this chapter) and Jennifer Morrison's birthday falls on April 12th (same day as Easter/chapter 4). I would like to spread them out more. Suggestions (other than the fact that I am a loser for doing all of this research)?

Also made a few minor updates on my profile. As always, reviews are welcomed and encouraged.