Author's Note: Midnight Serenity has been nominated for the 2010 "Rock The House Awards"!! So thank you to the awesome people who nominated the story. If you are interested in nominating this story, please visit the link in my profile. I believe you need to register to vote, however, it is completely free! So thank you to everyone who has nominated so far and those who are going to in the future. So here is a short chapter to tide you over for now. More soon, I promise :)!

Chapter Four

Back in her hotel room, she tossed and turned in her bed. It was only 11pm and she wondered why she thought it was a good idea to go to bed so early. She had nothing to do in the morning. That was all the convincing it took for her to jump out of bed and put some tight jeans and a tee shirt on and head out to a near by bar. She knew being a single woman and going out drinking alone wasn't the smartest thing to do, but she figured she'd stay near the bar and she'd be fine. She arrived at the bar at around 11:20 and sat down on the stool and the bartender took her drink order almost immediately. It was pretty crowded for a Monday night in Princeton but she took comfort in that. She figured she'd play with her phone while she drank so to ward off unwanted guests. She texted her sister a few times as she downed her second drink.

Unknown to her, in the back of the bar, a grumpy diagnostician was drinking away his problems while trying to decide which regular call girl of his looked more like his favorite porn star. It wasn't until he looked up and the crowd dispersed to other parts of the room did he notice a familiar silhouette at the bar. He stared a little more intently before realizing it was his former immunologists, at a dirty bar, no less. He picked up his drink and casually walked over and sat down next to her. Cameron, who wasn't paying attention was still texting her sister.

"Fancy running into you here, Mother Teresa," he took a swig of his drink. She looked up and scrunched her face a little. "What, no comeback?"

"Oh, sorry I just mistook you for Tom Seizmore," she snapped her finger.

"Please, Heidi Fleiss probably can't do half the things that Roxanne can do! She was a gymnast!"

"It's amazing you haven't been arrested for solicitation of a prostitute," she rolled her eyes and gulped down her drink.

House just merely smiled at her when she wasn't looking. Cameron felt her phone vibrate as she received another text from her sister, which she quickly answered. He finished his drink and called the bartender over.

"Another one of these and whatever the sexy blonde wants," he pointed to Cameron, who again, wasn't paying attention. "Cameron! What are you having?"

She smiled a little and leaned in close to the bartender, "how about a screaming orgasm?"

"Ha. I would've figured you for a naughty schoolgirl."

"You don't have me pegged, House."

"Yeah, I'm starting to realize that."

An hour and a few drinks more, Cameron's words were slurring worse than a stroke patient's. House watched amused as the young woman tried to figure out which was would be easiest to get of the bar stool. He rolled his eyes at her when she figured it out a few minutes later. Without saying so much as a word, Cameron began to walk out the door after literally throwing her money at the bar tender. House, who was a mere tipsy at this point, groaned knowing he couldn't let a drunk Cameron walk the streets at night. He laid some money on the bar and walked out the door, finding that she was standing on the edge of the sidewalk, she hadn't gotten far.

"Cameron!" he tried to yell to her, but she tried to keep walking. "Cameron, get back here!" he was just plain irritated now.

"House, it's good- good night time!" she tried to shout back.

"Where's you car?"

"Taxidermy!" she giggled as she got sidetracked trying to simply say, 'taxi'.

"You took a taxi here?"

"Bingo!" she said turning towards House and throwing her arms around his neck and poking his stomach.

"Jesus Cameron!"

She rubbed his scruffy beard with one hand as his steel blue eyes looked down. Cameron was very amused by him and was giggling uncontrollably. Finally he just picked her up into his arms and started walking to the parking lot behind the bar where his car was. By the time they arrived at the car, she was nearly dead asleep, so he stuck her in the passengers seat and buckled her up. He drove about five minutes down the road and parked his car. Unbuckling her, he once again had to pick her up and carry her inside, to his house.