A/N: Just in case some of you are wondering, I'm hardly a lawyer and being Canadian, I'm not as familiar with the US legal system. Anything I know about the law came from when I took Law 12 in high school and Criminology in college. Oh, and from Boston Legal haha. So if the facts might not seem right to some of you..just go with it. Luv ya!


Chapter 10

A few days later..

Cameron opened one eye slowly and then the other. The bedroom was still dark and House was still asleep, snoring quietly. Glancing at the clock, she saw that it was only 5:30 in the morning. Too early to be up. She closed her eyes and tried to get back to sleep but it was a lost cause. Just as she began to climb out of bed, House grabbed her wrist.

"Where're you going?" he mumbled, still half asleep.

"I can't sleep."

"Aww..poor baby," he chuckled. "Get back into bed..perhaps I can..help you get back to sleep."

"Oh yeah? And how do you plan to do that, Dr. House?"

"By fucking you into a coma, Dr. Cameron. Now get over here."

When House said the word "fuck" it was the sexiest thing ever! It made her wet instantly.

They kissed for awhile, their hands exploring each other's body under the covers. When things began heating up, House yanked her sleep shirt over her head and began massaging her breasts.

"I thought they were feeling a bit more..full lately," he chuckled before taking a taut nipple into his mouth, making her moan softly. "So sexy..beautiful…amazing," he whispered, punctuating each word with a kiss as he moved down her abdomen. Using his teeth, he pulled her panties down over her legs and tossed them across the room before devouring her.

"Oh God..Greg!" She hissed as his tongue and his whiskers teased and tickled against the inside of her thighs. She fell back against the pillows and her fingers buried deep in his hair as he worked his tongue in ways she never thought possible. "Oh God.."

Smiling, House inserted a finger inside her and curled it, hitting her G-spot in such a way that she spasmed and gripped the sheets as she came hard, coating his finger with her juices. He removed his finger and licked it clean before returning his attention back to her breasts.

"Greg.."

"Hmmm?"

"I want you so bad…please.."

"Please what?"

"Please..fuck me…"

"How do you want me to fuck you?" he whispered in her ear as he nibbled her neck.

"Any way you want."

His mouth attacked her breast again and she moaned louder. "Oh God..you're too good at that.."

"Mmm…"

"Greg?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

He stopped what he was doing and looked into her eyes. His were dark and full of passion, that same look he always got when he was on a mission to make her feel incredible beyond comprehension.

"I love you too. Now shut up and put out," he grinned before he proceeded to make her feel amazing as always. And it was amazing.

Kat thought so too, as she sat in her car in a back alley with her camera. The large telephoto lens was perfect for those close-up shots and she was able to watch with excellent clarity. It made her think back to the night House made love to her with the same wanton passion he was showing Cameron.

Satisfied for the time being, she drove off. She had plans for those pictures.

* * *

Cameron sat sorting through the mail. There was a large envelope with no postmark and she was immediately suspicious of it. What was even more odd was that it was addressed to her and not House. Grabbing a pair of latex gloves, she was careful to open it.

A note slipped out along with several enlarged photos. She picked up the note, her hands shaking as she read it.

Dr. Bitch,

Enjoy him while you can. He won't be yours for long. Hope you like the pictures. He is a good lay, isn't he? Haha.

Yours truly,

House's future wife,

Kat

Cameron dropped the letter like it was poison and she felt like she wanted to throw up again. Chase and Foreman entered the conference room and she shoved everything back into the envelope quickly.

"What's that?" Chase asked her, looking at her like she was crazy.

"Nothing. Where's House?"

"He's on his way up. Are you alright? You look kinda pale."

"I..I'll be fine."

House waltzed into his office and sat down at his desk without even glancing into the conference room. Cameron took the envelope, went into House's office and began drawing the blinds.

"I told you..hidden cameras. No sex," he smirked.

"I have to show you something."

He sat back in his chair and folded his arms across his chest. "Hmm..I'm intrigued. Go on."

She dropped the contents of the envelope onto his desk and spread out the photos. His eyes widened when he saw them, and then he looked at the note. He wasn't wearing gloves so he didn't touch anything.

"Jesus Christ," he hissed as he picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Detective Jim Hardy."

"You're calling the Police?"

"Got a better idea?"

Cameron didn't have an answer for that and sat anxiously waiting for House finish his conversation with the detective. When he hung up, he stood and reached for his jacket.

"Come on."

"Where're we going?"

"He wants to see the envelope and the note. We're going to file a restraining order."

"Like that's going to help," she scoffed as he helped her with her jacket.

"It's a start. Let's go."

The Police department was busy, but Det. Hardy was waiting for them and whisked them into his office. They handed over the envelope and the note. He had no interest in seeing the pictures once House told him what they were, but took them for Forensics.

"I wasn't going to bring this up, but.."

"What?"

"It might not be a bad idea to get away for a few days until the trial."

"Do you think she's dangerous?"

"Well judging from this note and that she's stalking your house, it couldn't hurt. Do you have somewhere you can go? Out of state preferrably."

"Why out of state?" Cameron asked him.

"Kat can't leave state lines while out on bail."

"Like that's going to stop her."

"When's the trial again?"

"Next Friday."

"So you have a week to hide out. Any ideas where you could go?"

Cameron racked her brain. "I have an idea."

"Good. Don't tell me. I don't need to know. I just need to be able to contact you if necessary."

"You have our numbers."

"Great. Well if there are any new developments, I'll let you know. Just make sure you're back in time for the hearing. The judge likes it when both parties are present."

"We'll be there," House assured the man as they shook hands. He then took Cameron's hand and they left the building.

"So what's your plan?" He asked her as they climbed onto the bike.

"I'll fill you in when we get home."

"Can't wait."

"You want us to go where?" House asked her as they made dinner.

"Vancouver. Well..it's not technically Vancouver. It's further east..in the central interior, but since Kat can't leave the state, or the country for that matter, it'll be perfect."

House didn't seem convinced, but he knew he soon would be when Cameron began to wrap her arms around his neck and work her magic on him. "It's a big log cabin with a master bedroom, a couple of smaller bedrooms, nice big stone fireplace in the living room, windows all around, a nice patio out back overlooking Loon Lake.."

He was zapped from his reverie at the name of the lake. "Loon Lake?"

"Yep. It's perfect. And unbelievably romantic."

"Is it your parents place or something?"

"Yeah. But they don't go up until August. And at night, all the stars come out and it's..breathtaking."

It wasn't House's scene. At all. However he knew they had to get away somewhere, and that place seemed to be the best option.

"Then let's get packing and get the hell out of here."

* * *

It was a hot, sunny afternoon when their plane touched down at the tiny Kamloops airport. House picked up the keys to their rented SUV, packed it with their stuff and they headed to Loon Lake, stopping on the way for groceries.

The sun was slowly setting by the time they arrived, and the resort looked busy. The lodge, however, was the most welcoming thing Cameron had seen in awhile. It had been years since she'd been back and almost forgot how relaxing things were.

"This is it?" House asked as he pulled into the gravel parking area in front of the cabin and shut off the engine.

"Yep."

"It looks very..uh..rustic."

"Don't worry, there's indoor plumming," she giggled as she got out of the car.

"That's a relief," he sighed as he climbed out and headed for the rear of the car to get some things. Cameron unlocked the door and the familiar smells hit her like a wave and she took in a deep cleansing breath. Everything was cleaned and ready for their arrival and she was thrilled to see some of the furniture and appliances had been updated.

"Wow..it doesn't look this big from the outside," House said as he stood in the kitchen behind her.

"Wait till you see the rest."

He spun her around and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Gonna give me the ten cent tour?"

"Absolutely. Saving the best for last, of course. Come on."

She took his hand and led him into the large open living room. There were 2 couches facing each other on opposite sides of the room, and a huge stone fireplace. Large windows all around the room made it bright and french doors led out onto the porch. "You have to see this," she said as she pulled him outside. The lake spread before them, amongst tree covered mountains. They were near the end, and there was a marsh area with a bridge that led to the other side of the water. It was less than a mile across, but when he looked in the other direction, he couldn't see to the end.

"How long is this lake?"

"About ten miles. It takes about twenty minutes to drive to the other end."

"So where's the piece de resistance?" he asked her in a phony french accent.

"Eager are we?" she grinned as they went back inside. She led him into a hallway to show him the separate shower room and then opened the door to the master bedroom. It wasn't a huge room but it was nice and rustic. The queen sized bed had a warm duvet comforter and lots of pillows.

"I could sleep here," he nodded his approval.

"Well, if you don't like it, maybe you'd prefer the futon in the living room," she laughed.

"Only if you're sleeping in it with me," he added.

"I think your leg would prefer this bed."

"You're probably right. So now what else are you going to show me?"

"I thought we'd rent a boat."

"What kind of boat?"

"They have a pontoon boat they set aside for my parents. Sometimes they rent it out but when I called they said they'd keep it for us. I thought it would be easier for you to walk onto it than trying to climb in and out of a wobbly motorboat."

House rolled his eyes. "Thanks for thinking of me." He turned and walked out of the room, leaving Cameron a little confused at the sudden change. One minute he was looking at her like he wanted to rip her clothes off, and the next he was looking at her with contempt.

"Greg?" She called after him and heard the patio door slam shut. He obviously wanted to be alone and she respected that for the time being. She went about putting away the groceries and then went to get the keys to the boat.

House was sitting on the porch but got up when he saw the large boat approaching their private dock. "That's one big ass boat," he called down to her.

"Want to go for a ride? I'll let you drive."

"Oh..well played," he chuckled as he came around back but stopped when he saw the hill in front of him. There was a sturdy railing, but no steps. Just a hill of dirt and rocks. "I think you're going to need come up here," he called to her, feeling completely helpless.

Cameron stepped off the boat and came up the hill. "C'mon," she said, not making an issue out of it. She knew he was embarrassed about needing help at all, but even she hated going up and down that hill at the best of times.

Once they were safely on the boat, House had no problem figuring out how to get it going and they were off.

"I'm sorry..about earlier," she said once he'd slowed down to a cruising speed.

"You were right though," he said softly. "It doesn't matter. This is definitely more fun to drive."

"Do you fish?"

"No. Do you?"

"I know how. But I don't think there are any rods."

House dismissed it. "I hate worms anyway."

Cameron had to laugh. "You hate worms, yet you had no problem going down to the OR and shoving your hands into that kid's bowels last month."

"That's different. Worms are just..blek."

"Whatever, House."

They cruised down to the end of the lake and then turned around to head back. "We have to come out here tonight when it's dark and see the stars. It's amazing."

"Sounds like a plan. Does this thing have an anchor?"

"I don't think so. Why?"

"I have a few ideas of my own."

* * *

Kat stood nervously in line at the security checkpoint. She figured it was hit or miss as to whether she'd get through. It seemed there was a rookie customs agent working that queue so she was generally relieved once she made it to the desk.

"Where are you headed?"

"Vancouver, BC."

"Long way away. Got family there?"

"No, just friends."

"Must be good friends to travel to the other side of the continent."

"Very good friends. We went to high school together."

The customs officer stamped her passport and handed it back to her. "Have a good trip."

"Thanks."

She didn't realize that she was sweating, and as she wiped the sweat from her brow, the customs officer noticed. Paging someone to take his place, he went to the back room where the computer was and typed in her name.

Kat waited nervously in the terminal. The plane was late, and she couldn't get on there fast enough. She didn't see the three security officers and the customs officer approaching as she got up to get in line to board.

"Katherine Sutherland, don't move. You're under arrest for violating the conditions of your bail agreement. These officers are here to escort you downtown where you'll remain in custody until the hearing."

She was mortified and stunned into silence as the officer read her rights and before she knew it, she was sitting in the back of a police car on her way back to jail.

A/N: Loon Lake is an actual place. I haven't been back in a few years but my whole family used to go up every summer for a week and stay at the lodge. Everything is as I've described it in this chapter. If you wanna see pics, you can Google the Evergreen Resort in Loon Lake, BC,Canada.