A/N: Sorry for the delay. I'm still hacking up a lung, although I feel ok for the most part. I had some serious writer's block but then yesterday suddenly had an idea while watching 90210. Haha. Don't ask. That's one of my guilty pleasures. Anyway, enjoy :)

Disclaimer: House doesn't belong to me, (unfortunately) he belongs to David Shore and Fox.

Chapter 4

House followed Cameron back to their apartment on his motorcycle and pulled up behind her car. It was a chilly night and he hoped the apartment wouldn't be too cold.

"What are you in the mood for?" he asked her as he grabbed the cordless phone to order out.

"Whatever you want."

"Wow. And here I thought I was easy."

"You are."

Taking the initiative, he ordered pizza and took a couple of beers out of the fridge. "I hate to say this but we really do need to talk," he said as he handed her a beer.

"I know."

"Are you ready to talk?"

"Yes." She sighed and waited for him to sit down before she spoke. "I'm off the pill now."
"I know."

"So we'll have to be careful. But.."

"But.."

"Do you really not want kids? Like..if..we had an accident, would you be able to handle it?"

House looked down at his beer, fiddling with the label. "I don't want to be like my father was."

"I know, you've said. But I really don't think you would. I do have faith in you. I think you'd be a great dad. You'd teach him or her so many things. The piano, guitar..hell, I'd be willing to bet that you'd even discuss your cases."

He shrugged and the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," she said as she grabbed a $20 from her purse and answered the door. She returned with the pizza and they dove in, both starving. After eating a few pieces each, they stretched out together on the couch and continued their conversation.

"I'm not saying I want a baby right now. But soon. I've always wanted to be a Mom and the older I get, the harder it will be. I know how you feel about it but really, if you don't ever want kids then…maybe you need to find yourself another girlfriend."

House was in shock. Find another girlfriend? After all they'd been through together? He was supposed to just up and kick her out because she wanted a kid? No, that wasn't going to happen. He wasn't going to let it happen.

"I don't want another girlfriend," he said softly as he pulled her closer. "I just want you."

"But.."

"If it happens, we'll deal with it. In the meantime, I want you to promise me one very important thing."

"What's that?"

"Any medical issues I want to know about. No matter how minor. Promise?"

She nodded in defeat and sighed. He placed soft kisses along her neck and nuzzled her. "You know what the best part about fighting is?"

"Hmm? What?"

"The make-up sex."

"Bedroom, Dr. House?"

"Actually, I thought we could start here and work our way there."

"Either way works for me," she giggled as he scraped his stubble against her cheek before kissing it. His hand slid down over her breast and gave it a little squeeze. "Mm..I love your hands," she said as she placed hers over his. "Your fingers are so long and sexy."

"And talented. Don't forget talented," he chuckled as his mouth found hers and they kissed feverishly for a few minutes before the need for air was too great.

Cameron didn't know how she could ever be without him. His kisses, his warmth and the way he made love to her were like nothing she'd experienced with anyone else. She knew she'd never be able to be with another man without comparing him to House.

"Come on," he whispered as he got up and extended his hand. "Let's go to bed."

Once in the bedroom, he pulled off her sweater, then her bra, and gently massaged her breasts with his warm hands. It felt amazing, but what made it even better was when his hot mouth fastened onto her nipple and licked in a circular pattern, making her arch her back in response.

They dropped down onto the bed and House moved on top of her, rubbing himself against her thigh.

"I missed you so much," he whispered as he moved to kiss the other breast. When he looked up at her, and she met his eyes, he knew she was listening.

"I love hearing you say that," she purred as she wrapped one of her legs around his waist and held him tightly.

His hand slid down over her leg very slowly and slipped down to the inside of her thigh, rubbing against her panties. "What do you want?" he whispered as he continued to stroke her through the fabric, his pace quickening.

"I want you to open the top drawer of your side table, get a condom, put it on and make love to me. Slowly."

House thought he was going to lose it right then and there. It always turned him on to hear her tell him what she wanted. Without hesitation, he grabbed a condom from the drawer, tore open the seal with his teeth, being careful not to rip the condom and put it on. Positioning himself between her legs, he paused as he looked down at her.

"What's wrong?" she asked him, looking worried.

House shook his head and slowly pressed inside her with a long stroke. "Absolutely…nothing."

"Ohh…Greg…"

He was so deep inside he almost lost it on the first upstroke..but tried distracting himself by staring at the picture over the bed.

Cameron was way past the point of containing herself. She was quickly losing the battle with each powerful stroke that House gave her.

He felt her walls clamping down around his cock and he moved faster so he could catch up to her.

"Oh God..Allison..I'm..so..fucking..close…"

"Me too..come with me!"

"Let go..I'll be right with you…Fuck!!"

They came together so hard that he literally collapsed on her, burying his face between her neck and shoulder and slowly coming down from his euphoria. "Damn you're amazing!" he murmured against her salty, sweat covered skin. "Promise me…no more fights."

"Maybe we should have more fights if the make-up sex is this hot," she giggled as he rolled off of her and slipped the condom off carefully.

"Baby, our sex is always hot. It's the emotions behind it that make it what it is."

"You have a point."

* * *

A few months later…

House and Cameron's relationship was going perfectly. They hadn't had any fights or even very many disagreements and when they did, they never went to bed angry. House's birthday was coming up in a few days and he'd be turning 48. It amazed Cameron sometimes. Sure, he acted a lot younger than he was, but when it was just them, and he was making love to her, those intense blue eyes staring into her soul, he didn't seem young at all.

She didn't have anything special planned since House told her he stopped celebrating birthdays years ago but she still wanted to do something, even if it was just a simple thing like taking him out for a steak dinner.

While she was pondering, her phone vibrated, letting her know she had a text.

What r u wearing??

A lab coat.

Is that it??

No, I'm wearing some sexy red lingerie under it too

Meet me at the bar down on the corner at 6. I need a stiff drink.

Ok. I love u!

I love u 2

Cameron flipped her phone shut and smiled to herself. Cuddy somehow managed to get House to attend the department head meeting which was taking all afternoon. At five-thirty she packed up her stuff and headed to the bar to have a drink before he arrived. It had been a long day since she didn't have a case, but at least her clinic hours for the week were done.

She arrived at the place and took a seat at the bar where they usually sat when they came in together. Being regulars meant their drinks were usually ready by the time they even made it to their bar stools. But not that day. Someone new was working behind the bar and Cameron wasn't getting good vibes.

"What'll ya have?" The lady bartender asked her, somewhat roughly. It reminded Cameron of a gin joint.

"Cosmo, please."

"That'll be five bucks."

"We have a tab."

The woman looked at Cameron like she was on crack. Then looked around. "We? Who's we? You and your imaginary friend?"

"It's under Greg House. And he's anything but imaginary."

"Whatever, girl. It's still five bucks."

With an annoyed sigh, Cameron fished a five dollar bill from her purse and slammed it on the bar just as the door opened.

"Wow! Now there's a tall glass of water," the woman said quietly. Cameron didn't even have to turn her head to know that it was House. But she did, and grinned at him. He gave her a 10,000 kilowatt smile of his own and made his way over. Quickly.

Feeling the intense need to mark her territory, Cameron slid her hands up his chest, grabbed the lapels of his jacket and kissed him. He didn't protest, and returned the kiss with plenty of tongue before they breathlessly broke apart. Then he glanced at the bar and saw the five dollar bill.

"What's that for?"

"She didn't believe we have a tab."

House glared at the woman as he gave the bill back to Cameron. "It's under Dr. Greg House," he said sternly, completely unimpressed.

"Absolutely, Dr. House," she said sweetly before turning away to get his drink.

"You know her?" Cameron asked him in a harsh whisper.

He simply shrugged. "I've only seen her once before. Her name is Kat or Kathy or something."

"Can we go sit somewhere else?"

"Lead the way, sweetie."

Cameron got up and walked across the room as the bartender handed House his drink. "A little young for you, isn't she, Doctor?"

He just glared at her and walked away, joining Cameron at a booth near the back. "What the hell was that?" He asked her as he reached for her hands across the table.

"I have no clue. I told her we have a tab and she didn't believe me. And when you came in, she looked at you like you were an item on the menu."

"Your menu, I hope," he leered at her, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Only if you're in the dessert section," she grinned, rubbing her thumb along his knuckles.

"Perhaps we should stop at the store and pick up some whip cream on the way home?"

"Mmm," Cameron sighed as she sipped her Cosmo. "We already have some."

"Then drink up, and we'll get out of here," he said quietly as he downed his Scotch in a couple of gulps.

"How was the meeting?"

"Boring as fuck."

"Wow," she giggled, "that's..pretty boring."

"Yeah. I don't know why Cuddy insisted I be there. It's not like I had anything to contribute."

"She just wants to keep you on a tight leash when the boss man is around. God forbid he question her authority. If she can't get one of her biggest assets to a simple meeting, that doesn't look good."

House nodded. Cameron was right. As usual. Breaking the comfortable silence, he nodded. "Ready to go?"

"Definitely."

Kat watched them leave, saw House's arm wrap protectively around the girl's waist and scowled. She didn't like Cameron. House was the kind of guy Kat had been looking for and she knew that she had just as much a chance as that young thing. Because when it came down to it, Kat was all woman, House was all man. They were a perfect match. She would see to it.

A/N: Ooooo...there's thunder in them thar hills hahaha. Lemme know how you're liking it so far and I'm open to suggestions on where to take this. I have a few ideas, but I'll give credit if I use any of yours *grin* Luv ya!