Chapter Four - Wait For Tonight.

The next morning, Cameron headed out earlier than usual. Chase wasn't even awake when she left. She didn't want his confrontation this morning, and just wanted to see House. He probably wouldn't be in, but it was worth a try. She left a note for Chase. It just said:

Gone to work. See you later. x

She drove along, thinking of the night before. If only she had stayed with House for longer. She still couldn't believe what he had said. It was so romantic, and he was the probably the most un-likely person to expect romance from. But she loved him. She had always loved him. The way his hair stood up a bit at the back, his taste in t-shirts, his damn cane, and the stubble on his chin. She thought back to when he kissed her. She was surprised about how little his stubble hurt as it brushed against her soft skin. How she longed to kiss him again. His lips were like drugs. Once you've had them, you just want more and more.

Cameron arrived at the hospital just after 8am. It was a fresh morning, and dew hung from the leaves and grass. A few people were bustling about in the lobby, but not as many as usual. She made her over to the elevators and pushed the button. She hoped that House would be in but after looking at her watch, very much doubted it. The elevator pinged and she stepped in. Just as the doors were about to close, Cameron jumped as House's cane wedged in between them. The doors opened again and House was standing there. For a moment he just looked at Cameron with a smile on his face. Her brown curls were falling delicately over her shoulders - just the way he liked them. Her face was calm and her figure was just perfect.

"Hey." he said as he stepped in followed by another doctor who smiled at Cameron and House as he got in.

"Hey." replied Cameron, looking intently at House. She pushed the button for the fourth floor and the other doctor pressed the third.

"How have you been?" asked House, trying to make light conversation in front of another doctor. Cameron smiled.

"Not too bad. You?"

"I'm good. Didn't get much sleep last night though. I had a lot on my mind." He looked down at Cameron who was smiling broadly. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he had to give in. The doors pinged at the 2nd floor and more people got in. House and Cameron moved to the back to allow others to get in. House slipped his hand round the back of Cameron and just rested his hand on her backside. Cameron raised her eyebrows and smiled, but didn't look at House. House smiled to himself as all the other doctors got out on the third floor. The doors shut again and House and Cameron were alone.

"So, what did you have on your mind?" asked Cameron smirking.

"Oh, just this and that. I had this very vivid dream of a woman. A gorgeous woman kissing me in my office. I don't know where that came from." smiled House.

"Really? I had quite a dream about a very sexy doctor kissing me! Strange isn't it?"

"I was hoping I might be able to have a gorgeous doctor kissing me tonight?" said House, not looking at Cameron. The doors pinged again.



"Well, everyone's dreams come true."

They both stepped out the elevator with large smiles on their faces. House followed Cameron into the differential room and put her things on the table.

"Coffee?" she asked.

"Yes please."

House didn't go to his office like usual. He sat down at the table and watched Cameron making his coffee.

"So why are you in so early?" asked House curiously.

'Well, my reason is sitting just behind me." said Cameron, not looking up. House smiled. "What about you?"

"You, of course. Couldn't bear another second away from you. I couldn't stop thinking about you last night. You seem to be permanently etched in my brain."

House got up and limped over to where Cameron was. He stood behind her and placed his hands on her waist. He lowered his head and nuzzled into her neck, kissing her cheek from the side. This wasn't the House that everyone knew. Where had miserable, cranky and sarcastic Doctor House gone? His stubble was shorter than yesterday, but still felt rough against her neck. Cameron spun round and placed her arms around his neck, placing her lips onto his.

"Good morning." she said with a smile. "I missed you."

"So are you planning on sticking around tonight?" asked House holding her hips with his large hands.

"I thought you were expecting a very gorgeous doctor this evening?"

"Oh! I don't think she'll mind. You're way sexier. Maybe you could both come along?" said House suggestively. Cameron giggled and looked into his eyes. They were filled with warmth and passion. She kissed him again.

"The others will be in soon." said Cameron softly. "Wait until tonight."

"Ohh...that's not fair!" whined House mockingly.

"Well, I don't want to spoil you're surprise do I?"

"Surprise?" asked House, raising one eyebrow.

"Yep. But if you find out now, it won't be a surprise."

"I don't like surprises" whispered House into her ear. He nibbled at it, and kissed her neck.

"Too bad. You'll have to wait." said Cameron grinning from ear to ear. "Now drink your coffee." Cameron placed his red mug in his hand and moved away from him.

"Alison Cameron, why do you want to torture me!?" said House dramatically.

"Fun." replied Cameron with a devilish grin.

Chase and Foreman came in about half an hour later. House and Cameron had enjoyed their few moments together before they went back to just being work colleagues. As Chase entered the room, Cameron felt herself tense up. She had forgotten about the argument they'd had last night. Foreman went into House's office to talk to him and Chase and Cameron were left alone.

"Why did you leave so early?" asked Chase without looking up.

"Erm, well...I hadn't been able to sleep much, and I woke up early so I thought I may as well." Cameron had realised that she was becoming quite good at thinking on the spot.



"So, are you gonna tell me what was up with you?"

"Chase...please don't start this again. I told you, I was just tired. I wouldn't be surprised if I'm getting PMS already. Just leave it now."

Chase didn't respond. He could sense that something wasn't up, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"So, will you be home this evening? I missed you yesterday." Chase walked over to Cameron and tried to kiss her.

"Chase! Not at work!"

"I was just giving my girlfriend a kiss. Surely that's not illegal?" Cameron shuddered at the word 'girlfriend' but didn't draw attention to it.

"Just not here Chase." She moved away from him and sat down at the table with her coffee. She delved into the brown paper bag filled with bagels that Foreman had brought in and took out a small one. "I think I'm going to work some of my clinic hours tonight anyway. I've got a few extra ones and I'd rather work them now that at the weekend."

Chase didn't say a thing. He didn't even look up at her. He just sat himself down at the other end of the room.

Foreman walked in, followed by House who could feel the tension in the air. He felt like getting a knife out.

"Woah!" Who died?" joked House as he looked at the expression of Chase's and Cameron's face.

Chase glared at him, but didn't speak. He couldn't be bothered to argue today.

"So, what's happening today?" asked Cameron.

"Well, we haven't got any new cases. Either that, or Cuddy's hiding them from us. So, in the meantime, Chase...you've got some clinic hours to work off haven't you?" Chase nodded. "Right, so you could maybe do them. Cameron...have you got any extra hours?"

"Yeah, but I'm going to work them off tonight." She gave House a look and he understood.

"Why don't you just do them now?" asked Chase looking at her closely.

"Because...I thought that the clinic might be less busy at 6pm rather than now."

"Ahh, very good. I'm proud of you young one. You have learnt well." said House teasingly. Cameron smiled.

"Whatever." replied Chase.

"Chase? What are you doing? It's Foreman who gives us all the street slang, not you!" said House. Chase just shook his head.

"I'm going to the clinic."

"Whatever!" mocked House, putting his fingers into the shape of a 'W' as he said it. Forman and Cameron smirked as he left. "God, what's bitten his a this morning?"

Cameron looked down at the floor, not wanting to comment.

House sat in his office for most of the day when he wasn't eating, peeing or pestering Wilson. He just enjoyed his own company. Listening to his records, playing with his yo-yo, watching TV, and occasionally flicking through some of his files. He did have to spend some of his day in the clinic, but tried to get out of it as best he could. All day, Cameron had been niggling at the back of his mind. What could be her surprise? 

He couldn't wait for that evening, and was pleased to be having her all to himself. He couldn't get her out of his mind. Every time he saw a pretty woman in the lobby, or in the waiting room, thoughts of Cameron would fill his mind. He thought about how great she looked last night, with her hair tousled, her pink lacey bra leaving little to the imagination and her stunning figure move about his room. He just wanted her again.