A/N: Sorry for the delay in posting this. My sister is in town from Montreal so I've been hanging out with her, her hubby and my nephew. But they're leaving for Disneyland tomorrow for a week so I'll be able to get caught up :) Sorry if I didn't reply to those who have reviewed. I really try to do that whenever possible. I'll get ya next time :)

Chapter 7

The rain woke House as it beat hard against the bedroom window. He jerked awake at the sound of thunder and then lightning a few minutes later. The thunderclap that followed roused Cameron from sleep as well and she yawned.

"What's going on?"

"Shhh," House whispered as he pulled her close to him and threw his good leg over hers, "it's the storm. Go back to sleep."

"What time is it?"

"It's only 2 a.m. Nobody should be awake this early. I think it's illegal in some states," he murmured.

"I've always loved storms. There's something sexy and erotic about...making love to the sound of the rain. Making love in the rain."

"Sounds like a chick flick from hell," House chuckled. "Go to sleep."

"Have you ever?"

House groaned and rolled onto his back, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. "Have I ever what?"

"Made love in the rain."

"No, I haven't. My leg doesn't do cold and damp very well," he snapped.

Cameron nodded and closed her eyes sorry she ever brought it up. He clearly wasn't a morning person until it was broad daylight and/or he was having sex.

After a few minutes, he broke the silence. "Hey..."

"What?"

"Sorry I snapped."

"It's okay. It's pretty early, or late, however way you want to look at it. I'll let you go back to sleep."

She rolled onto her side, and he did the same so they were facing each other. House reached out and softly touched her face. "What are your plans for tomorrow? I mean...today?"

"I don't know yet. What about you?"

"No idea. I might go in to the hospital and annoy Chase and Cuddy today. I have nothing to do here. You've cleaned this place spotless. What else is there?"

Cameron giggled and snuggled closer to him, sleep taking over again, and making her eyelids heavy. "Mmm...maybe we can meet up later," she said between yawns as her eyes fluttered closed.

"Sounds good."

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"House, what are you doing here?" Cuddy called to him. "I gave you the time off."

House shrugged as he continued walking away from her. "I missed you all too much. Got a case for me?"

"They're upstairs working on it now. Foreman's in charge."

"Right. Whatever," House groaned as he took off toward the elevators. He'd only been in the building for a few minutes and already couldn't wait for Cameron to come and bring him lunch.

She'd been in town a week now and things were going very well. They were almost like...a real couple. They'd fallen into a domesticated routine that was not only comfortable, much to his surprise, but he felt good about it.

However, he didn't know how he was going to feel when she left in a week. Initially, when he said he'd go back to Chicago with her, he'd just said that to hurt Cuddy and it got the reaction he wanted. But when he really thought about it, it made sense. When she went back home without him, he'd be miserable. He decided he'd tell her his decision when she came for lunch.

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Cameron entered his office to find it empty. However, there was a note on his desk addressed to her and when she read it, a blush crept over her face and she smiled wickedly. Taking the note with her, she grabbed their bagged lunch and went to meet House.

"The sleep lab?" she laughed. "You're really pushing it, aren't you?"

House shrugged. "Nobody's using it. Hell, nobody ever uses it. I think we're safe for at least an hour to have lunch. I thought about coma guy's room, but I don't like an audience."

House helped her out of her coat and hung it over the camera lens.

"What are you planning?" she giggled as he stalked her and pulled her into his arms for a long, searing kiss.

"I missed you."

"You just saw me this morning!" she laughed. "What are you going to do when I go back to Chicago?"

"Go back with you," he said simply, like it was no big deal.

Cameron cocked her head to one side. "You...you were serious?"

House opened the paper bag and reached for the contents inside, handing her a wrap and taking the Reuben for himself. "Back when I told Cuddy that, I wasn't. But I've been thinking about it more and more."

They ate their lunch in a comfortable silence. He told her about his current case and ignored the slight headache that had been there since he got up in the morning. He'd been having them on and off for days but they usually resolved themselves after he took some Advil. But this one was being stubborn.

"Are you okay?" Cameron asked him, looking worried after he winced for the third time.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just a headache."

"Did you take something for it?"

"Yeah. And it's still hanging on."

Now she was worried. House wasn't usually one to complain about such things. He lived with pain all the time; however, the fact that he was bothered by a headache set off warning bells in her mind.

"How long have you had it?"

"Since this morning. I'll be fine. Let it go."

She sighed and went back to eating. When they were done, House insisted they "christen" the sleep lab and further insisted that an orgasm would do wonders for relieving his headache.

"Come on, Cameron," he whispered in her ear as he pulled her down onto the bed beside him. "I know about what you and Chase got up to down here years ago but...I thought we'd make some memories of our own."

The way he was kissing and nibbling her neck made her powerless and she gave in rather quickly as he moved on top of her and began undoing her shirt. Things progressed pretty fast but were quickly stopped when the door flew open and Chase stood there in shock.

"What the hell?" he shouted at them. "I leave for 5 minutes and..."

"You weren't here when we came in," Cameron shouted back at him as she pushed House off of her so she could sit up.

"You didn't see the patient on the TV?"

"I didn't look, didn't care," House sighed as he waved his hand with an air of dismissal. "Come to think of it, I don't remember sending the patient to the sleep lab to begin with."

"Foreman's orders, not yours. You were right there when he gave the order. Losing your memory, old man?"

House closed his eyes and lowered his head as the headache grew worse by the second. "Oh..fuck..."

"House?"

He stood up and placed his hand on the wall for support as he tried to shake off the nausea. But it was coming too fast for him to stop and he ended up losing his lunch all over Chase.

"House!" Cameron shouted as he collapsed back on the bed and closed his eyes.

"I'm okay," he muttered weakly.

"I'm taking you to the ER," she told him. "Can you walk?"

"Of course I can walk," he replied. He pushed himself up and Cameron seemed to be peering at him from the end of a very long black tunnel. He felt dizzy and disoriented. Then everything went black.

A/N: Ooo sounds like trouble, kids! Stay tuned!