AN: Hot off the press! And I haven't reread any of it to check for errors, so I do apologize if you come across some. It's my bad… Hope you like it…
Cameron was leaning so far on the counter, she was resting her head in her folded arms. Despite the fact that they were probably the only two getting any, they were still the first to arrive. This was only because she had to be the ever-punctual person she's always been. It's the one thing that Thirteen has yet to deter her from, so they were in the conference room waiting on everyone else.
Thirteen smirked at the expanse of skin that Cameron was showing as she was resting on the counter top. She got up and walked over to her lover. She leaned over the blonde slightly and started to trace patterns on her skin with her cold fingertips.
Cameron jumped, she straightened up, and Thirteen was at the perfect guesstimated angle to latch on to Cameron's throat. She gasped, "Just what do you think you are doing?" She smiled as she put her fingers in the brunette's hair to hold her there.
"I was just making sure you were alive…" she mumbled against the shorter woman's neck. "I can still feel a pulse. That's good."
Cameron chuckled slightly and turned around to face Thirteen, "Yes, but by the way you're hands feel…all the freaking time… I'm beginning to wonder if you're alive, or walking dead."
"Mmm, you'd like that wouldn't you. You're very own female Edward." She leaned in as far as she could, and put her hands on the counter top.
"Mhmm, Or! My very own bisexual Alice." She put her arms around the taller woman's waist.
Thirteen couldn't help but laugh, "Haha! Well, thankfully I just have cold hands… I thought you could care less about Twilight…"
"I can. But you brought it up…I just gave my own input." They looked at each other for a second, "Kiss?" Thirteen obliged her, "Dank you."
The alarm to the coffee machine went off, letting them know that Cameron could have her coffee. Thirteen licked her lips as she pulled away to let Cameron do her thing, "You are very welcome my dear. Anytime you want that again, I'm your girl."
"You bet your ass you are." Cameron smirked as she turned around and saw Thirteen in mid-sit. She smiled and shrugged as she went to sit next to her.
"Well." Thirteen started as she crossed her legs, "Your mood has certainly changed since you woke up this morning. What happened?"
"Oh, coffee and kissing…prelude's to my two favorite things in the world…" She grinned as she took a sip and leaned back, crossing her legs on top of the table.''
"And what would those be, Cameron?" Thirteen's voice lowered a couple octaves.
"Food and sex." She breathed out, staring in Thirteen's eyes.
"Good morning." Taub said as he came in the room, not really looking at them and going straight for the coffee.
"It is a good morning," Thirteen said, still staring at Cameron.
This caused Taub to turn around. "Okay." He said as he finally looked at them, "What's going on?" He felt like he was watching tennis as he looked from one woman to the other.
Cameron smiled and shook her head, "Nothing." She sobered as she turned around and stood up, "Why does something have to be going on for Thirteen to say something like that?"
"Um, I don't know. How about the fact that she's never said anything corny before in her life?" Taub watched Cameron as she washed her mug and put it back on the rack to dry.
She turned and looked at him, "Don't be so sure about that." She winked.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He stared at her as she put her lab coat on.
"Nothing." She flipped her hair out from under it, "Just that, obviously, you haven't slept with her…I'm going to the clinic." She gave Thirteen a huge smile as she left.
It too everything Thirteen had not to break down laughing at Taub's reaction.
His jaw dropped and he stared at Cameron until she left, then he turned his attention to the brunette, "You two slept together?"
She knit her eyebrows together, "In what way are you referring?"
"Who are we talking about?" Foreman asked as he walked in.
"Thirteen and Cameron." Taub answered.
Foreman stopped dead in his tracks, "Thirteen and Cameron?" he looked over at Thirteen.
"What did they do?" Chase was right behind Foreman.
Taub couldn't take it any more, "Well did you, or didn't you?"
"I still need to know what way you're asking that question…Did we sleep together like slumber party—minus the naked pillow fight, like strictly sleep…? Or—"
"Sleep together like kissin' and foreplay, naked and sweaty sleep together!" Foreman interrupted.
Thirteen pointed at him, "No."
"No?" The men asked all together.
"No, we're just good friends. Besides, I don't have the ability to make straight women bi-curious…" She looked at them as she stood up and grabbed her own lab coat, "Go watch some of House's porn." She headed toward the door and mumbled, "Bunch of horn dogs…" as she walked out of the door.
She got in the elevator before she did anything aside from look bored and annoyed. She pulled out her cell phone. – Hey, if you wanted to just forego the plan and announce us to the world, we could have had a lot more fun than that…supply closet by the ER? She sent the text to Cameron as she made her way to the suggested destination anyways.
Cameron was walking in as the closet cam into view. She turned and saw Thirteen, waiting until she came in also, "So, what happened?" Cameron asked as she pushed the door shut and locked it behind Thirteen.
"Well, Taub freaked out…" Thirteen leaned against the door as Cameron hugged her.
"That was expected." Cameron kissed her jaw.
"Yes, but then Foreman and Chase walked in before I could get a word in edgewise…" Cameron stopped all action and stared at her, "I called them a bunch of horn dogs and told them that it was just like a junior high sleepover…which it was…before you left."
"Well, as far as they're concerned, nothing's changed…yet." She smiled as Thirteen smirked and held her close, "Do you think we can hold out until next Friday?"
"Babe, it's only a week…" Thirteen laughed.
"A week is long…ish." She pulled back and crossed her arms.
Thirteen snorted, "Yeah, insanely."
"I do not want your sarcasm." She started acting like a four year old herself.
"And what do you want?" Thirteen stuck out her bottom lip and mimicked Cameron.
"I want your lips." She said in a sultry tone as she stepped back into Thirteen's embrace. "And I want your body."
"Right now?" Thirteen almost whimpered.
"Uh huh." Cameron nodded with a grin.
"Right here?" She squeaked this time.
"Well, maybe a little further in the room…don't want to give us away today right? That's what this whole meeting has been about after all…" She pulled her until they were against the back shelf. Thirteen of all people looked apprehensive, "What, what's wrong?" Cameron stopped becoming concerned.
Thirteen stared at her for a second before smashing her lips against the blonde's. "I love you." She pulled back and looked in her eyes, "You know that?"
Cameron couldn't stop the smile that overtook her face, "Yeah I do," she touched her face and rubbed her cheek, "I love you too."
Thirteen then decided it was okay to continue, and soon, she had Cameron pressed up against the shelf. That is until Cameron switched their positions and a fight for dominance occurred. They walked out half an hour later, they looked fine aside from both of them being a little pink in the cheeks and that they were glistening (not sweating) a little from what had just happened.
"So, I could go for some food, you?" Thirteen asked.
"One of my two favorite things…" Cameron smirked, as they walked into the cafeteria.
It wasn't long before they heard the unmistakable thump-step of House's cane. He stood at their table and inhaled deeply as he sat down, "Gotta love sex and coffee in the morning, right Cameron?"
Cameron smiled that 'I'm annoyed' smile she's mastered and looked at House, "That's right House, I do. You couldn't handle my morning routine." She looked at Thirteen, "He couldn't keep up."
"Don't say that to her! She'll think we really slept together! She's naïve…no that's you. She's…well, she probably wouldn't believe it, but that wouldn't stop her from repeating it. Then I wouldn't be gettin' any and you wouldn't have a job and it would just be a whole thing…"
"You're right I'm sorry. My thoroughly fucked body wouldn't let me control my mouth…"
Thirteen almost had soda come out of her nose as she tried not to laugh at House's reaction.
"You really had sex this morning didn't you?" His eyes were big as he stared at her.
"Did I?"
"Did you?" His expression hadn't changed.
Cameron raised her eyebrows and shrugged as she stood up. She looked at Thirteen to see if she'd be okay, and left when she nodded slightly in confirmation.
House turned to Thirteen as they watched her walk away, "Did she?"
Thirteen looked at him and smirked before turning back to finish her lunch…brunch type meal.
AN: So, how'd you like it? The plan is just kind of being made up as I go…that much is obvious, I know. But, for being made up as it is, I think it's going okay…
There is an underlined quote that Cameron says, that's there because JMo said it in another movie, and I wanted to see if anyone would catch it and know what it's from… I think I'll let you tell me and then tell everyone next chapter…
I hope you guys like it. If you think I need to end it and end it quick because it's going nowhere… Let me know because that's almost how I'm feeling right now…aside from finishing their plan that is.
