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Chapter Seven - Somewhere In Heaven.

House slowly followed Cameron into the kitchen. She was at the sink, scrubbing their plates and the dinner things. House spotted some rubber gloves next to the sink.

"I can't believe Wilson has rubber gloves! He's such a girl!" joked House as he threw away the empty bottles and put the other dinner things next to Cameron. House grabbed a towel and stood next to her. He held out his hand for the plate and Cameron looked at him.

"You're drying?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah, I need practice for when I become a house-husband." he said sarcastically. Cameron laughed and a tingling sensation ran through House's body as she did so. He loved her laugh, and he loved it when she laughed at his jokes.

Cameron handed House the plate and he started to dry it carefully.

"You're going to need to dry a bit faster than that, House. I'm one mean washer-upper." she said, smiling. House grinned.

"Yes ma'am" he said mockingly as he saluted in her direction.

They continued in silence for a moment, some how enjoying it.

House decided to be bold and ask a personal question. They had been joking around all night and now it was time to be serious.

"Are you still seeing Chase?" he asked in a low tone, afraid at how she would react to the question. He didn't want to upset her.

Cameron stopped washing up for a moment and sighed.

"No. I broke it off about 2 months ago." She paused again, and then carried on washing up. "He wanted everything I didn't. I guess I've never really loved him, and we're just so different."

House was surprised at how much she had told him. He was only expecting a one word answer. He looked over at her, still washing up. Her pace had grown faster as her annoyance grew.

"He just thought that he was everything I wanted, and he wasn't. He wasn't." She said those last words just above a whisper, trying not to show her frustration. Chase wasn't what she wanted. Chase wasn't House.

House stopped drying and looked down at her. She had gotten annoyed just talking about him but it seemed like she was calming down. He wanted to reach out and tell her everything was alright. He wanted to so badly. He wanted to wrap his strong arms around her and keep her safe. He wanted to whisper sweet words in her ear and let her know that he was there for her and nobody was ever going to hurt her again. But all he could do was mumble a few words.

"I'm sorry." he said quietly. He didn't know what else to say.

"It's alright. You don't need to apologise. He was an idiot." House laughed weakly and carried on drying up.

After a moment of silence, House spoke again.

"You're too good for him anyway." he said, not taking his eyes off the plate he was drying. Cameron didn't say anything, but she was pleased at how sensitive he was being about it. It wasn't usual House behaviour, but she liked it. House wanted to lighten the mood again, so feeling mischievous he gathered some soap suds on his finger and then wiped it on Cameron's nose. She gasped and stood still for a moment, laughing.

"House!" she said, trying to sound annoyed but her smile made it hard to take it seriously. House chuckled but silenced himself like a naughty school boy.

"What? Why do people always assume it was the cripple?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have assumed it was the naughty fairy should I?" said Cameron sarcastically, placing her hands on her hips to try and sound annoyed. For a moment, House thought she really was annoyed. He looked at her, but when he caught sight of her nose covered in white bubbles, he couldn't suppress his laughter any longer. Cameron shook her head at him and gathered some soap on her finger. She flicked it at House and it landed on his cheek.

"Hey!" he protested. Cameron flicked some more and it landed on his shirt.

"Oh, now you've got it on the shirt. Now you're in trouble!" he said teasingly as he started to flick suds at Cameron. She giggled and retreated backwards, covering her body defensively with her hands.

They had a bit of a water fight, flicking suds all over each other. House was surprised at how much fun he was having, just mucking around with Cameron. He was laughing and messing about, which he hadn't done in a long time.

"Ok, ok! I give up! You win!" said Cameron, holding her hands up in defeat.

"Yes!" said House under his breath, clenching his fists in joy.

"You're such a child, d'you know that?" said Cameron laughing at House.

"Well, I couldn't get beat by a girl could I?"

"If Wilson comes back and sees this, I'm blaming you!"

Cameron wiped some of the bubbles off her jeans and flicked her hands over the sink to disperse of them. House was watching her. She even looked beautiful with bubbles in her hair. Right then, right at that very moment, House wanted to do was take her in his arms and tell her how he felt. He wanted to say she looked beautiful and how he wanted her to be his; forever. He wondered why she ever went out with Chase. She could do so much better than him as the young doctors would fight each other for a date with her. He didn't blame them. Cameron looked up, still with a smile on her face, and caught House looking at her and smirking.

"What?" she asked "Do I still have bubbles on my face?"

House laughed slightly.

"No, but you have some in your hair!"

House shuffled towards Cameron, and they became impossibly close; so close House wanted to take her lips in his and show her how much he really cared. He locked eyes with Cameron and she knew she had never seen a look that soft before. They stood still for a moment, their eyes on each others, trying to predict each others next move. House reached his hand up and brushed away the few suds in her glossy brown hair. Instead of moving away, he trailed his hand down Cameron's cheek and then down her side. Cameron inhaled sharply as he did so. His hand was resting on her hip and Cameron looked up into his eyes.

"House..." she said under her breath, and then averted his eyes towards the floor.

He slowly lifted Cameron's chin with his hand, she resisted at first, but eventually looked up. She met his soft blue eyes and he was smiling. He stroked her neck and hooked his hand behind it, playing with the hair on the nape of her neck. Then he lowered his head and brushed his lips against Cameron's. She closed her eyes, feeling a tingle start at her lips and move all round her body when his lips touched hers. They were unbelievably soft and House didn't push her to far. He just caressed his lips on hers, slowly running his free hand around her back. His other hand held her neck gently and softly rubbed her shoulders.

"I'm sorry Cameron, but I simply can't help myself anymore..." House whispered against her lips, not moving his hands from her.

Cameron smiled against his, still never breaking contact. It felt so good to kiss him, and this was all she had ever wanted. It felt better than she had ever imagined. She placed her arms around his neck, drawing him closer. She laced her fingers through his hair and tilted her head for better access to his mouth. House ran his wet tongue along her bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. Cameron let him, parted her mouth and he deepened the kiss. House held her waist and pulled her closer, so their bodies were flat against each others, not wanting there to be any gaps between them. House's hands rested on the small of her back, and found their way underneath her shirt. She flinched when his cold hands touched her warm back, but the skin on skin contact felt good. It felt right. House wondered how anyone's skin could feel so soft. Their mouths were moving together, slowly and gently, not wanting to lose the moment. House stopped, only to part with her lips so he could place small kisses down her neck. He softly grazed his lips where neck meets shoulder, nipping and sucking at her delicate skin. Cameron tilted her head to the side to give him better access and let out a soft moan that drove House crazy. He laced his fingers through her shiny brown locks, pulling her in for one last kiss - fuelled with the passion and lust that had been building up for all these years. Eventually they pulled away for air, but House rested his forehead on hers, his eyes still shut. Cameron could feel his warm breath on her face and she just wanted to kiss him again. House wondered why he hadn't done that sooner. It felt so...right.

"I've wanted that more than anything else in the world." he breathed, still not opening his eyes. His right hand was back under her shirt, splayed on the small of her back while his left was gently stroking her side. Cameron took his lips again in a tender kiss.

"I didn't think you felt like that. I thought you just wanted friendship." she whispered.

"I did. At first, but now I don't. I don't want us to be friends anymore."

Cameron pulled away and looked at him intently, slightly worried. House hovered his lips over hers, breathing in her breath and teasing her. Their lips were parted, and they were impossibly close to one another.

"I want everything more." he whispered softly into her mouth.

Cameron sighed and drew him into her. She placed her arms around him and he buried his head in the crook of her neck. She held the back of his head, lacing her fingers through his short hair, and he closed his eyes, enjoying the closeness.

"I'm not saying that I'll be a romantic, and I'm not saying I might not hurt you unintentionally, because I'm House...but I want to try and have a relationship with you. Ever since we became close, I just needed to spend more and more time together, and now, I've realised that my feelings were deeper than I thought." he said softly into her ear.

"I don't want you to be anyone else. I fell for you." she said tenderly, making all House's worry fly away.

"What if I hurt you?" he asked, his insecurity starting to show again.

"I'm not going to let you..."

House sighed, closing his eyes briefly to gather his thoughts. He tightened his grip on her, hugging her so tight, he thought she may burst; but he didn't want to let her go. His hands were circling her tiny waist, while hers were gripping onto his broad shoulders. He needed to tell her what she meant, but he didn't know how to express himself. He looked into his brain and found nothing, but when he looked into his heart, he knew just what to say.

"I don't know what you've done to me Allison Cameron, but I can't imagine not being around you. You own my heart and always will."

Cameron smiled into his shoulder, amazed at his honesty and her eyes filled with tears after hearing his words. 'You own my heart and always will'. Those words rung in her ears, astounded that they'd come from Gregory House's mouth. The big, mean, sarcastic and un-emotional Gregory House. The man who alienated people and was afraid of emotional connections with people, scared that he would get too close. But she didn't care because all she wanted was him. House felt a wet drip on his shoulder and he pulled away to look at Cameron.

"Don't tell anyone I said that though...I have a reputation to keep up..." he said smiling. Cameron laughed through her tears. House kissed away a tear that had escaped her eye and then he found her lips again, placing small kisses on them.

"I want you so much." he said in-between kisses. He felt her smile against his lips and Cameron parted her lips to let him in again. She laced her hands round his neck again, drawing him closer. He kissed her neck, and slipped both his hands further up the back of her t-shirt.

"Come on." she mumbled, smiling against his lips. "The washing up can wait."

"I'm not going to have sex in my friend's house!" said House, trying to sound outraged.

"We're not going to!" she said, grabbing his hand. "We're just going to carry on kissing in the living room."

"Ohhhh!" whined House. "I wanted sex!"

Cameron turned and whispered sexily.

"Well, maybe you'll get that later..." Her voice sent shivers up his spine and he shuddered at her sexy tone.

Cameron led House back into Wilson's living room and they sat down on the couch.

"Now, where were we?" she said smiling as she touched House's face and kissed him. He leaned forwards, causing Cameron to go backwards. She went with him and smiled.

"I can't kiss you if you keep smiling..." mumbled House, now grinning himself.

"I'm just happy..."

House pulled away and looked at her. She was so amazing and he was so pleased that he went with his heart.

"You're so beautiful, do you know that?" he said softly. His compliment took Cameron by surprise, as House wasn't the one you would bet on saying things like that.

"I thought you said you wouldn't be romantic?" smirked Cameron.

"I'm not..."

"Yes, you are. You just don't know it yet!"

"Can't we talk later? I've got lost kissing time to make up for here..."

He claimed Cameron's lips once more, leaning her backwards so she was lying back on the couch. House lay on top of her, gently running his right hand up and down her side, trailing over her hip and down her leg, causing goose bumps to ripple over her skin. They stayed there for a while, just kissing each other, breathing in each others air and feeling each others skin on theirs. They were in heaven. A heaven which they thought they may never get to.