A Thanks Giving treat for those in the U.S.

Ch 4: Falls

Beep. Beep. Beep House's alarm woke him up at eight o'clock that Monday morning. Grumbling, House got up showered, made coffee, and was about to go to WalMart when he thought that he should call up the only friend people actually thought he had - James Wilson.

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"Dr. Wilson speaking, may I ask whose calling?" Wilson's voice drifted thru the phone.

"Like OHMYGOD didn't you love those shoes at that store?" House asked in his best Valley Girl impression.

"House? Where are you?" Wilson nearly shouted.

"You spoiled the mood, Wilson. Now, I'm not going to talk to you." House mocked his voice as miserable as he could make it.

"House, don't hang up. It's just that Cuddy keeps hammering me to try to tell me where you are. Even though I don't know where you are. I won't tell her, but I want to know. You can't just disappear." Wilson quickly explained.

"Ah, but I did. I'll stay on the phone and talk to you - but just because I want to see how long it takes for Cuddy to come up there and pester you again." House said.

"Well-" Wilson was cut off when Cuddy came into his office.

"Wilson, is that House? If so tell him I want him in his office NOW!" A very pi$$ed off Cuddy exclaimed.

"Tell her that that will be a problem." House told Wilson.

"Um. House said that that would be a problem." Wilson told Cuddy. He was used to being the middle man for House, but it was still ridiculous. Eventually he would stop doing what House told him to he promised himself.

"And why would that be?" Cuddy asked.

"Why would it be a problem House?" Wilson repeated what Cuddy asked.

"Just put the speaker phone on." House retorted.

"Ok. Go." Wilson told House when the speaker was on.

"Cuddy." House's voice suddenly filled the office.

"Where are you House?" An exasperated Cuddy asked.

"I won't be coming in for a few weeks." House replied.

"And why not?" Cuddy was on the verge of screaming again. Wilson winced he hadn't seen Cuddy's face turn that red since the night House came into work in a drunken stupor, and almost burnt the hospital down when he lit a match for something. And threw the match in the garbage causing a small fire to start.

"One, I hate the clinic. Two, you'll kill me. I bet Wilson's afraid of you right now. Three, I don't want to. And four, I'm outta state." House replied with his usual snarkiness.

"What do you mean you're out of state?" Cuddy.

"I. Am. Out. Of. State." House replied very slowly as if he was talking to a four year-old.

"I know that! I'm not an idiot. But where?" An annoyed Cuddy asked.

"The wonderful state of no clinic, or annoying patients. They also have General Hospital, liberty and tall buildings. New York."

"NEW YORK! When do you go to New York whenever you feel like it? You can't do that House! You're a doctor. Why didn't you just tell me?" Cuddy demanded.

"I always go to New York when I want to. And, I didn't tell you because you would want a reason, and I didn't want to tell you."

"Why didn't you want to tell me?" Cuddy.

"I-" House was cut off by Cuddy talking to Wilson. She knew that any answer she got from House wouldn't be the real one.

"Do you know why he's in NY?" Cuddy asked his best friend.

"No I don't." Wilson replied. The guilt was in his eyes though. It was how his wives always knew when he was lying. He always felt guilty.

"House?" she hoped that maybe he would trust her enough to answer her question. Maybe just a hint. Even that would be helpful.

"They have better hookers." House said as he hung up.

Cuddy was left listening to the dial tone.

"Wilson, tell me now where House is, if you want to keep your job." Cuddy threatened.

"He-" House was going to kill him for this Wilson though. He wasn't sure which was worse. House's wrath or Cuddy's. He thought of the diagnostic and then the woman standing and glaring at him with eyes filled with rage. "He hasaspecialplacethathevisitswheneverheisupset." Wilson said in one breath before running out of his office.

"Wonder what the hll that was all about?" Cuddy pondered.

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Back in NY...

'Wonder what's up Cuddy's a$$ this morning?' House thought. Then he realized that it seemed that there was always something up her a$$ these days. 'Better go to WalMart and pick up what clothes I'll need. Oh, and that prescription of Vicodin. Good thing I have a day off each week when I can get a refill. And it's a good thingy Jimmy will write me prescriptions still.'

While House was shopping, he contemplated his missing duckling and what she was up to. 'I hope she gets a good job. Maybe I can convince Cuddy to let Allison get a job back at PPTH. Cuddy always seemed to like her. Nah, too un-House like. Maybe we'll eventually run into each other. They always do in General Hospital. Then he remembered that usually when they met up one person had amnesia, or was married, or had some long lost twin sibling who wanted to kill someone. With these thoughts House finished the shopping, got gas for his motorcycle, and hit the road for Fowler.

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Cameron was parking her car where the path to Auger Falls was, when she noticed a Camp Fowler van had pulled up, and campers were dashing out. Auger Falls was a series of small, but beautiful waterfalls. To get to them you had to walk about a 1/4 of a mile. When you got there, there was a ledge you could go on, you could go down a small path and go to a rock ledge, or you could climb down the rock ledge and fish or play in the water. If you were really brave you could try to scale across a rock ledge. You had to always be careful no to fall in the water. 'Is that Uncle Dave? The older man was around the age of Allison, had longish black hair, was tall, and had blue eyes. Him and Cameron had gone to camp with each other when they were younger. Before she had a chance to say 'hi'. Uncle Dave had already noticed her, and was walking to her shouting "Ally? Is that you?"

"Hey, Uncle Dave." She hugged him, glad to see a friendly face. "What are you doing?" Cameron asked politely.

"Well, these twelve campers chose to come to Auger Falls as their session for today." Uncle Dave answered.

"Really? Well, I was just on my way to Auger Falls. Mind if I join you guys?" Cameron.

"Sure. That'd be great considering one of the cabin counselors couldn't make it, so I'm short-handed. Do you mind helping me watch them?" Uncle Dave.

"Not at all. Did Aunt Shelby tell you that I'm a temporary staff member for this week and next week?"

"No she didn't. I guess she forgot to tell me. I don't feel bad asking you now, it's part of your job" he laughed.

"Uncle Dave?" A childish voice asked.

"Yes, Emmy?" Uncle Dave asked the short, blond haired, blue-eyed, 6th grader, in front of him.

"Can we get going?" Emmy replied.

"Yes we can. This is Aunt Ally or Aunt Allison; she's going to be working at camp." The campers all waved and smiled at her. "Troops move out." Uncle Dave told the twelve campers.

While they were walking on the trail Allison told Dave of her resignation, her boss, how she wished she didn't hand it in, and other things. While Dave listened he thought how much this boss had a negative effect on Allison. When Allison asked who the other temporary staff member was, Dave was so in his thoughts, Allison had to wave a hand in front of his face.

"You-hoo. Anyone in there" Allison asked.

"Huh? Yea. Sorry what was the question?" Dave asked still in a semi-daze.

"Aunt Shelby told me that there was another temporary staff member, do you know who is it?"

"Shelby told me about that one, I don't remember his name though. Greg? George? Gabriel? Some 'g' name I know." Dave told Allison.

"Ok. Thanks."

When they got to Auger Falls, Allison immediately went to a rocky ledge and sat there thinking while the campers ran around and played. On the ride home she was so lost in her thoughts she didn't notice a familiar motorcycle passing by them heading to Auger Falls. -----------------------------------------------------------------------

Back to Auger Falls... (House POV)

'I didn't remember how much I loved this place 'til coming back after six years.' House pondered.

While house sat on the rock ledge he thought of the past three years, and how he'd have to interview for three new fellows. He thought of how he shouldn't have pushed Cameron away. How maybe doing physio might help. Or maybe I do need to see a therapist. Oh well. Well, I better head on to Camp Fowler.

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Camp Fowler... (House and Cameron combined)

"Ok campers time to find your cabins and counselors, to answer the trivia for dinner today." A staff member yelled. The kids' cabin had to answer a question picked randomly in a category to be able to go inside and eat.

While the kids lined up, Cameron was inside Suits Hall, helping the cabin who was scheduled for dinner 'hopping', set up. Hopping is when the cabin that is picked serves, waits, and cleans the tables for that meal. When all the cabins had lined up, and quieted down, a low roar filled the air. Pretty soon a yellow motorcycle skidded to a stop in front of Suits Hall. The person took his helmet off, unclipped his cane, got off the motorcycle, popped two Vicodin, and looked right back at the surprised faces. It was almost like he was having a staring contest with a bunch of whiney, Clinic patients.

"What are you looking at?" House asked rather impatiently.

When no one answered, House limped, to the side of the dining hall, and pushed through the kids, to get to the porch.

A woman, who he knew to be named Aunt Theresa stopped him, hand on her hips. Aunt Theresa was a tall, lanky, nut strong, brown-eyed, brown haired staff member.

"Um... Aunt Theresa is it? Well, my name is Greg House, I am a doctor at PPTH, whose fellows all left, and who came to Camp Fowler to reminisce the past he had here. Is that okay with you?" House couldn't keep the sarcasm out of his tone. He didn't wait for her to answer. "Where's Shelby?"

"She is inside with another temporary staff member. You can go inside if you want." Theresa vaguely remembered Greg House. He was a pain to most of the counselors, but was great with kids - which was why they put up with him.

"Goody!" House exclaimed.

While this was going on, Cameron was in the bathroom- a camper had spilled water all over the table and onto the bottom of her shirt. When she exited House was just entering the Hall, and both of them stopped dead.

"House?" "Cameron?" Both asked simultaneously.

"What are you doing here? Again they asked together.

"You go first" House said.

"Well, I came here to escape you. But I see that didn't work. You?" Cameron nearly shouted. She was angry that he was here, angry that the one place that she had thought would be safe from him was the one place he had showed up.

"I came here to escape you and Cuddy. I see, I escaped half but not the other." House said yelling this time.

At this point Aunt Shelby had come to see what all the commotion was, as did the whole camp.

"Guys. Guys!!!" Shelby yelled to get their attention.

"What!?!?!?!" They yelled in sync.

"First, of all why are you yelling. Second, how do you know each other." Shelby told them sternly. She had a plan and if she was going to accomplish it she had to say things she already knew. Some might say she was a bit of an actress.

"She started it!" House whined.

"I did not!. You shouldn't even be here! You never said that you went here. House, did you follow me?" Cameron shouted.

"Why would I do that? You're the one that left me!" House said. The moment the word 'me' left his lips he realized that any lie he had ever told her about his feelings had just been unraveled.

"What did you just say?" Cameron asked in a shocked voice. 'Did he mean that in an 'I like you way', or an 'I'm your boss way?'

'What should I do?' House panicked. He finally decided on a tactic. Instead of telling her, he kissed her on her lips. What he wanted to be a slow kiss, turned into a heated kiss where all of the sexual tension of three years met. The kiss didn't last long enough it seemed to them when Shelby interrupted.

"Um? Guys? Guys!" Shelby asked.

"Oh sorry." House and Cameron said, while a blush started on both their cheeks.

"Why don't you continue this outside." Shelby told them. It could have been a question, but from Shelby's tone of voice it was a command.

"Okay." House said.

House and Cameron left to go outside for a nice long talk.

TBC...

OK there you go! Alas I still do don't own House. I only own it in my dreams. I don't own WalMart, Camp Fowler or anything to do with Fowler, General Hospital, or NY. I also don't own Auger Falls. Uncle Dave, Emmy, Shelby, these are all mine. I'll try to have the next chapter up soon, but with school and all. Well, enjoy!