A resounding crack pierced the still air…followed by another as House suddenly jerked backwards, his mind spinning in actual fear unbeknownst to his employees as he fell ever so slowly it was mind numbing.

Cameron jerked awake on House's couch, immediately noting that the man was no longer under her but sitting at his piano, skimming his fingers over the keys deep in thought.She didn't move in hopes that he would play something, Cameron knew that he had magical hands on and off the piano…

House touched a few keys on the large, black instrument, pondering whether or not he should chance waking Cameron up or not. He decided to play a few riffs up and down the polished keys; his eyes found themselves cloaked in darkness when his lids slid over them, the music floating through the quiet night air. Cameron held still, willing House to continue.

House's lips screwed up into a rueful smile, eyes still shut, when he found himself playing the tune for "Happy Birthday" on the piano…a painfully long, lonesome, sad rendition of the normally happy song. When at last House found himself ending the song, he glanced over to the shaking form of Cameron, lying on his couch in what he had presumed was sleep.

"Cameron, stop crying." He demanded, his voice matching the despair of the lingering song.

"I'm sorry, House." Cameron murmured as she sat up from the couch.

"I know." He stated.

"I forgot…I completely forgot it was you-"

"Stop. I know." He interrupted, raising a hand in a gesture of silence.

Cameron nodded, her shiny, dark hair framing her pink tinged face before she brushed it behind her ear with a swift whisk of her finger. House sighed and glanced at his watch, "It's well past two…you should go back to bed."

"You mean 'we' should go back to bed…"

House cleared his throat, "I can't sleep right now."

"Is it me?" she asked, sitting up straighter.

"It's my chest…I was shot you know." He mildly joked, a small smile appearing on his rugged face.

"Right…well, okay. Goodnight, House."

"Night Cameron."

House watched as Cameron repositioned herself on the couch, his face contorted into one of amusement and slight confusion. He raised a brow and called out, "You can have the bed you know."

Cameron sat up again and asked, "Are you-"

"You ask way too many questions. Take the damn bed, Cameron. Goodnight."

Cameron blushed again before standing up and making her way down the dark hallway towards House's bedroom. She snuggled underneath his covers, lifting one up to her nose to breathe his scent in…manly, clean, simple, House.

TBC...

Sorry it's a bit short...trying to study for finals on Fri. and Mon.

Hopefully I can update soon!