Monster trucks and Motor bikes

Disclaimer: Sadly I still don't own it…sigh…

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long to update but I'm really busy at the moment…Oh and just so you guys know, I have never been to a monster truck rally so I have no Idea what happens so I'm really sorry if it doesn't seem very realistic but please read and review anyways and once again a big thanks to every single person who reviewed my last chapter…enjoy!

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"Wow!" Was all House managed to get out of his mouth once they found their seats.

Cameron watched House with a smile as he proudly looked around at the other people before taking his front row center seat and patting the one next to him, gesturing her to take it "Cameron how may people did you have to give your stunning little ass to, to get these seats?"

Cameron's eyes shaded over with a mixture of embarrassment, tinting her cheeks a bashful rosy hue "No one," she started taking her seat "One of my old friends from college 'Scott,' with his job he gets free tickets to practically every sporting event in Jersey" Cameron smiled shyly as she said the next part, "He's always had a little crush on me so it wasn't any trouble."

"Oh" House looked down and began to tap the end of his cane with his foot "I'm jealous."

Cameron opened and shut her mouth; then opened it again, then shut it, not quite sure what to say. Finally, she sighed "Why must you toy with my emotions like that?" She watched as he looked up at her suddenly confused. His crystal blues boring in to hers. Cameron had to turn her head before continuing, "I know you don't like me, so you don't have to say things like you're jealous, or the time you said you loved me just to upset me more."

"Whoa, relax!" House said willing her to face him, a smirk dancing across his lips "When I said I was jealous I meant that I was jealous of you not him" He smiled " I wish I had a friend with those advantages…I mean I do like old Wilson but who wouldn't want a friend that can provide seats like this" he finished as he tilted his neck to look at the rows of people behind them that had now almost completely filled up. He smiled at a few of them, as almost to gloat about his front row center seat.

When Cameron noticed this she playfully hit him on the arm "Hey don't be an ass!" she laughed.

"Hey!" He mockingly scolded, trying his hardest to be mean and not smile at her "Didn't your mother ever teach you not to beat up cripples Cameron?" A smirk danced across his lips "And anyway it is my birthday after all…I can do what I want!"

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As they walked out of the arena a cool chill passed over them and Cameron pulled her leather jacket closer around her. House sighed and reluctantly removed his and placed it over her shoulders "Hopefully I'll get a cold and will get out of clinic duty tomorrow" he shrugged.

Cameron gulped, feeling rather shy at the situation and looked down before wrinkling her nose as she felt a drip of water roll down her porcelain cheek, "House is it raining or did you just spit on me?"

House silently laughed as his gaze flew over her tiny frame "Well I don't know about you, but up here its raining."

Cameron rolled her eyes and tried to repress a smile as more drops began to fall "We Should go" she said simply, sad almost.

Before House could stop himself, his words fell out "Do you want to come back to my place?" As soon as the words left his mouth he desperately wished that he could reach out and pull them back.

Cameron's eyes widened, and her jaw dropped; she was clueless as to what to say, or do, and not quite sure that she had even heard him right, "What?" She managed to gasp out through her disbelief. Her heart fluttered within her chest, and she felt lightheaded.

A shiver traveled down Cameron's spine as House limped closer and flicked a rain drop off her nose. His crystal blues peering earnestly into hers. She could see that he was struggling within himself, not quite knowing how to express what he was feeling, "Honestly first Wilson's hearing goes and now yours, or do you both just turn off when I talk?" He griped his cane a little tighter "I said do you want to come back to my place?"

"I don't know" She was still uncertain of what her own heart was telling her. And still didn't know if House was just playing with her emotions again.

For House, something between them had changed since they had arrived that night. He wasn't sure when exactly…but it had happened. He was feeling things that he hadn't felt since Stacy…maybe never. He was genuinely enjoying another human's company and hadn't even had one Vicoden since they arrived but he knew that nothing could ever happen between them; he was her boss and at least fifteen years her senior. He just didn't want her to go home yet because he knew that once she did things would go back to the way they were before and this was the only way he could express that without opening up. "Come on it'll be fun…We can prank call Cuddy!" He let that sentence hang in the air for a moment, like a dove on the first day of flight: unwilling to land, yet not quite certain where to go. Cameron inhaled deeply, catching House's sent, mixed with the smell of fresh rain; it captivated and stirred her emotions still further. She had the power here to agree or deny; a single word could decide their fate.

House wanted this to happen, Cameron could tell from his expressions and his tone. She also knew that she wanted this; she always had, but she wasn't quite sure if she was willing to admit it. She averted her eyes.

The rain began to fall freely now form the dim New Jersey night sky. House's breath caught it his throat when he realized that the rain had caused Cameron's top to stick to her body and outline her curves. As he felt his blood suddenly rush both north and south, quickly turned away, embarrassed, muttering to himself, glad the rain muffled any sound of it.

"Ok" The confession was weak, and at first Cameron didn't recognize it as her own. She felt House tense around her, as if he were afraid he had heard her wrong. She wasn't quite sure if she had heard it right herself.

Cameron smiled reassuringly, and with that she wrapped her tiny arms around House's neck and pulled him to her lips. She coiled her fingers in his wet, scruffy, brown hair as he ditched his cane, wrapping his arms around her waist. The kiss started slow and soft until House licked at her rain drop wet bottom lip and began tracing it with his tongue begging to deepen it. She obliged, and he slid his tongue deep into her mouth pulling the their soaked bodies closer together. Everything they had both been fighting for the past year all exploded in one breathtaking kiss.

Cameron backed him up against a near by tree, mumbling against his lips as the rain pelted down on them.

House pulled back quickly when he realized what he was doing. He watched her intensely with labored breath for a moment before he leaned in slowly and kissed her again, still soft and tender, and she kissed back, feeling herself once again giving in to him.

Cameron closed her eyes and parted her lips as he ran his fingers up and down her arms; causing Goosebumps, though not from the rain and a whimper rose in her throat as he reluctantly pulled back, leaning his forehead against hers.

Still with his hands firmly planted on her hips, she panted into his mouth, "Happy Birthday House!"

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See I told you I know absolutely nothing about monster trucks so I had to like leave out that entire part…I'm really really sorry but I think it was better I left it out because I don't think I could do it justice not knowing anything about it…but still thanks so guys for reading and please leave me a review xoxo