A/N: Special thanks to Tsukihysteria and Sabu53 for their ideas for the first part of House's day!! You both helped me out of a tight spot. I'm using both ideas, so sit back and enjoy!

Chapter 9: handcuffs

The following week was one of slight apprehension for the team. House hadn't told them what they'd do doing for his day, and when the day arrived, they gathered in front of House's building and began to worry.

"I wonder if he'll torture us, I mean, physically torture us," Chase mused.

Cameron rolled her eyes. "He can't do that. It's illegal, plus, it's not fun. It has to be fun."

"It would be fun for him. That'd be enough." Foreman was half inclined to agree with Chase, even though the idea was just plain ridiculous.

House emerged, and without a word, they piled in his car, and took off.

The three looked at each other, and Cameron, who was riding shot-gun, looked over at House.

"What are we doing today?"

"It's a surprise!" House replied over enthusiastically. And that was the end of that. They weren't getting any information out of him whatsoever.

The part of town they were in grew more and more familiar and by the time they parked on the street and piled out, Foreman noted, with some disbelief, that they were back in front of the documentary theater they'd visited last week for his fun day.

"Why are we here? I thought you hated that documentary?" he asked, puzzled.

"We're not going in there….ugh. We're going in here." He pointed next door to the porn store he'd tried unsuccessfully to gain entry to the previous week.

"We're going in there?!" Cameron exclaimed. It was disgusting.

"This is my fun day, so no arguments. Now, let's go." He led the way inside the dim shop, the others following him, embarrassed.

House was like a kid in a candy store. He went up and down each aisle, handling things, wondering what this and that was used for and where it was supposed to go. His fellows averted their eyes, and tried not to focus on anything in particular.

"This is awful," Cameron said out loud. She should have known House would do something like this. She glanced at the door longingly when she suddenly felt something soft encircle her wrist. She looked down and saw a pink fuzzy handcuff around her wrist. She groaned as she saw what the other cuff was attached to. House's wrist.

"Now you can't even think about leaving," he said smugly, and continued browsing the merchandise, pulling her along behind him.

Foreman caught Chase looking at edible panties, and gave him a strange look.

"What? I'm hungry, I skipped breakfast. These don't look half bad."

"You're actually thinking about buying them?"

"No, no, no, no. They just make me think of eating. Food. Eating food," Chase stumbled over his words.

Foreman shook his head, and walked off, leaving the store without House noticing and waiting for the rest of them out on the sidewalk.

When House was ready to leave, they headed for the door. Cameron noticed that he wasn't making any move to take the cuffs off, and she inquired about this.

"Oh, I bought 'em," he said victoriously.

"Well, could you take them off please?"

"You're no fun at all, are you?" He put his free hand in his pocket, digging for the key. He pulled his hand out, and Cameron immediately noticed the absence of a key.

"House, where's the key?" she asked, a little nervous now.

"I don't know."

"What do you mean, you don't know?!" Cameron pulled on the cuff in the vain hope it would break, and then attempted to slide her wrist out. Neither method was effective.

"I mean, I don't know. It was in my pocket, and now it's not. I know I put it in there."

Cameron wanted to cry, but kept down the urge.

"Foreman, you're driving. I'll give you directions." He slid in the backseat, Cameron in tow, and Chase sat in the front with Foreman.

Cameron sat as far away from House as the cuffs would allow. She was fuming and would have crossed her arms, if it were possible, to better convey her displeasure with the situation.

"Oh, come on, it's not that bad," he said.

"Maybe for you. You're not the one stuck to you until we find the key."

He proceeded to give Foreman directions to their next destination.

"So is this your second activity then?" Chase asked.

"Nope, first."

"But the porn store…wasn't that your first one?"

"No, the porn store was a little side trip. We wouldn't have had to go if you people had let me go in last week. Turn left at this light…and here we are!"

They got out and headed into an amusement park, which Cameron would have found more exciting if she weren't handcuffed to House.

"Ok, what first?" House asked; ignoring the strange looks he and Cameron were getting from the other patrons.

"How about the ferris wheel?" Chase suggested. They made their way over to it, House tugging Cameron onto the platform and into one of the cars. Chase and Foreman waited for the next one.

After a moment of awkward silence, Cameron sighed.

"Look, I know you didn't mean for this to happen, and I'm sorry I acted like I did. We'll get out of it somehow, and until then, I'm going to have a good time if it kills me."

He remained silent, then nodded his head, and looked down at the expanse of park below them.

When they climbed off the Ferris wheel, House made a beeline for the roller coasters. After 3 rounds on it, it was obvious that it was his favorite. Cameron didn't mind. She liked it too. She loved to let loose with a scream every time the coaster plummeted downward. Chase didn't fare as well. He and Foreman sat together the first time around, and when the ride was over, Chase stumbled out, feeling sick. Foreman followed him as he ran to the nearest trash can.

After he was through being sick, Chase retreated to a bench to recover, and Foreman sat with him, not wanting to go on the coaster multiple times. They waited for House and Cameron, and after a half-hour, they finally approached, Cameron looking disheveled from the wind, and walking a little unsteadily.

"Ok, on to the bumper cars," House announced. They stood in line for awhile, and when their turn came, Chase chose a red one, Foreman a blue, and Cameron and House squeezed into a yellow one. The ride started and House pursued Chase mercilessly, crashing into him time and time again.

Foreman, for his part, didn't crash, but merely drove around and around the floor. House noticed him, and took off after him. Foreman realized he was heading towards him, and turned around, trying to avoid him, but it was too late. The yellow car crashed at top speed into the blue one, and Foreman's tranquil ride was ruined.

After the bumper cars, they took a break for lunch, followed by more roller coaster for House and Cameron. As they emerged from the ride for what felt to Cameron like the hundredth time, House glanced at his watch. It was now dusk.

"We have time for one more. What's it gonna be?" It took Cameron a moment to realize he was looking at her. She thought about it for a moment. She wanted something nice and quiet, and something near the exit. She finally selected the Alpine Adventure, which was basically a ski lift ride that took you from one end of the park to the other, except you didn't jump off. It would let them out right by the exit, saving them a long walk, and it would be peaceful.

They boarded the ride, Chase and Foreman in the lift in front of them. Cameron gazed over at the park. It all looked so different in the twilight. He was looking out at it all too; and she wondered briefly what was happening in that mind of his. Did he feel guilty about the cuffs? Even a little bit?

"I had fun today," she said. "But, we don't really have time for anything else. We started so late today."

"We have time," he replied. He reached over with his free hand and moved a strand of hair from her face. She looked at him quizzically.

"You look stupid with your hair all over the place," he said by way of explanation. Cameron sighed a little. He couldn't just do something endearing; he had to make everything into an insult somehow.

The ride ended, and they headed for the exit, Foreman again behind the wheel.

"Now, where am I going? It's getting late."

"I know that. Head back for the hospital."

Foreman turned around, shooting him a Look.

"Just go." House made a gesture with his free hand, and Foreman started the car and headed off in the direction of the hospital.

A/N: Hope you liked it!! Drop me a line. The next chap will be the last one. Thanks so much for reading!