A/N: Reviews. The breakfast of fanfiction writers. But certainly not our bread and butter. I own nothing there for I have nothing to worry about owning.

"Ummm... House I think I must have just sprained a muscle. There's no need for me to be admitted. My buddy Dom here will take me home and I'll be right as rain in the morning. You know what just to make sure I'm right as rain I'm going tp go home real quick right now and sleep in late," she said sending Dom and furtive looks and House innocent ones.

"Riiiight. You go on home I wouldn't want you to endanger your delicate condition by being here. The team and I can go this case without you. How bout you take the whole day off tomorrow," House said. The remark seemed genuine but the spark in his eyes made Olive think otherwise. The fact that this was House, the guy who gave the first puppy it's kicked puppy look by kicking said puppy, made it almost completely and utterly unbelievable that he would make such a statement. House was not compassionate and so this was weird.

Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Olive gave her thanks and left quickly, leaning heavily on Dom, whose hand strayed to her bottom more often than not.

SCENE CHANGE TO TWO DAYS AFTER THIS EVENT: OLIVE RETURNS TO WORK

"So. You've been gone a long time," said House as Olive tried hard and unsuccessfully not to limp.

"Not really. I've been gone at the most 36 hours and you said I could take the day off," she replied as she sunk heavily into the uncomfortable plastic chair. In her mind she thought of the various ways she was going to punish Dom for his insistence at them building up her stamina on her off day.

"Yes. I did say that didn't I. Well lets get back to work people now that all parties are present. Oh but one quick question. Was it a threesome with that hot girl before or did you keep the muscle king all to yourself for the last 36 hours," House said with a smirk. I guess he thought he was going to embarrass her.

"Though me and Sabrina have shared men, I had him all to myself because he simply can't stand Sabrina. You should go to Coyote Ugly if you like her so much she's into older guys," Olive countered.

"Maybe I'll do that," House said with a contemplative look, "Well anyway Chase run blood tests, an MRI and CATs scan with, lets see can't put you with Olive then you'd have sex on the results, how about Cameron she's nice and homely. Olive you and Foreman go to the guys apartment this could be the result of some poison and you know what go to his boyfriends place as well. You know those gays and their crazy ideas maybe he thought necrophilia was a better choice than homosexuality. Poor diluted soul. OK and BREAK." After a tirade like that what could any of them do but their appointed tasks.

FADE TO CAMERON AND CHASE IN LAB

"So you slept with her...in the lab," Cameron said with barely contained anger. How dare that black bitch steal all the attention away from her. She was going to have Chase and House in the sack and she comes along and ughghghghaahh.

"Not really," Chase said simply while looking into the microscope and sitting next to Cameron.

"That's not what House said." Cameron said while looking into a microscope next to Chase's.

"And does House always tell the truth." Chase said calmly

"No but he wasn't lying about this. He was too damn happy about throwing it up in my face. He knew we had a connection and he flaunted the fact that that whore stole you from me," Cameron said as she expressed the pent up jealousy she had been holding in for so long.

"First of all she is not a whore. Not once have I payed for her services and neither has Wilson as far as I know. Second of all our relationship was tentative at best. We slept together you said it meant nothing and I believed you. It's not my fault if you took it to heart," Chase said with barely restrained rage.

"You already named one reason not to be involved with her. She sleeps with everyone. She slept with House and Wilson," Cameron said said as she became slightly hysterical and flung her arms about to emphasize her point.

"No she didn't House wishes he'd have slept with her and Wilson never got the chance. The only person she's slept with is that guy Dom and I'm pretty sure that relationship is just about sex. I like her and you can't stand that I moved on from you so fast. What, did you want me to tell you I loved you every week? Or something stupid like that. I don't like the person you've become under House or maybe this is the person you were all along."

By this point in the conversation emotions had risen high. Both were standing toe to toe. And then Cameron kissed Chase. For him it was vile and paled in comparison to Olive's lusty kisses. He asked himself how he could have thought even for a second he might want to pursue a relationship with this woman.

"Now Chase look me in the eyes and tell me you don't care about me. Tell me you don't feel a connection when we kiss."

"I don't care about you. I never did. Sleeping with you was a mistake and you fuck like a dead fish, actually worse at least fish are wet. The only connection I make when we kiss is with the toilet. Which is where I'm about to go right now to vacate the food from my stomach. Excuse me," and with those final words Chase fled to the safety of the mens bathroom.

He left Cameron there with her jaw dropped. She looked shocked, as if she had never even considered the possibility of rejection. What seemed like hours later House came into the lab to check on the blood results.

"Hmm," House said with contemplative look as he watched the drool dribble down the side of Cameron mouth due to the lack of sudden onset slack jaw. House then promptly turned around and walked briskly out of the lab whistling a jolly tune to himself.

A/N: this is for Crimson-Rivers for dragging me out of my review funk. i was starting to think nobody liked this story.