Chapter 6

House came into the hospital a little nervous. He gripped his cane tightly as he quickly limped throughout the lobby to the elevator. He got in and pushed his floor button. He played his next actions in his head.

He would walk in, making sure not to make eye contact with Cameron, and act normal. Make jokes about why he was late, dismiss and insult their ideas about the patient, and send them off to run some tests. He would then stop Cameron and casually tell her that he loves her. If she decides to have sex right there in the office, then he'll know his plan worked. He went into his office and tried to do so.

His plan worked up to the diagnosing. House had a habit of glancing at Cameron's breasts when she presented her idea. This time he got a look at her and was stuck. It started as staring at her perky breasts, pushing out against her tight blue polo. Then he looked at her as a whole. Luckily she was avoiding eye contact by staring down at the folder. House pretended to be deep in thought to hide from Chase and Foreman. He discreetly gazed at her. The top buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, highlighting her smooth neck and golden necklace. His gaze rose to her lips, pick and delicate. He saw her beautiful brown hair, pulled back behind her ears, flowing down her shoulders. She was wearing a white headband and her glasses. House snapped out of it as her diagnosis ended.

" …..so I think we should do a lung biopsy just to be safe" she said.

" Uh….sure" House said unsurely. " Chase. Go do the biopsy. Foreman, run a tox scan." he said, not knowing to much about what was going on.

" But the patient is a 68 year old war veteran who already denied using drugs." Foreman replied.

" Well then. He's definitely lying. Run the tox scan. The drugs will probably bring him back to his days in Vietnam" House said. Chase and Foreman got up to leave. They stopped half way out the door.

" Why doesn't Cameron have to run a test" Chase asked.

" Cause she came up with the idea. If we make her angry, she might take her ball and go home."

Chase and Foreman left, leaving House and Cameron alone. She got up and walked over to House who quickly turned away to face the whiteboard. House could sense that she clenched her arms.

" So?" she said, starting the conversation.

" 'So' what?" House replied.

" You're going first" she said.

" I... love you" he said quickly and quietly as he fiddled with the marker with his head down.

She waited a bit, as if wanting more.

" That's it?" she asked, slightly angrily .

" What? I told you how I feel, you should be... crying tears of joy" he said, now looking off to the side.

" House, you can't just say I love you and expect something. Last time you said it, it was just to get a cheek swab."

" Well, what do you want from me" he yelled, as he faced her. He was frustrated about how hard this was.

" I want you to be serious about this. If you seriously love me, then maybe we can start something."

She left after that. House took some Vicodin and sighed. It was the beginning of the work day and he already need Vicodin to kill the pain of his broken heart.