Chapter 10:

Later that day in PPTH:

"Here you are..." Wilson stated entering an exam room, to find House stretched on the exam table "...hard at work..." he said observing his friend "...as usual..." he mocked, leaning against one of the counters.

House didn't look at his friend; instead he kept his eyes locked on his PSP.

"I called you last night..."he stated rubbing his face tiredly "...I thought we were supposed to go to the American Bash...you said you'd get tickets..." he said trying to get an explanation from his friend.

"Went with someone else" house stated simply, not looking up.

"What?" Wilson asked confused "Who?"

"A friend..." he replied vaguely.

"Honey?" Wilson asked furrowing his brow at House.

"Honey isn't a friend...she's a...sex-on-tap keg..." he corrected using Cameron's words.

Wilson shoke his head; "You're sensitiveness is mind-blowing..." he stated mockingly.

House just smirked at his friends' reaction, to the pet-name Cameron came up with for Honey.

"You're obviously not gonna tell who you went with..." he tried one last time and watching House nod his head in agreement, so he moved on: "So...tonight is Monday..." he stated dumbly.

"Sorry...got plans...but you can offer to pay for my lunch..." House threw him a bone, standing up and walking out of the room.

"If you're the one asking, than you can't really call it offering on my part..." he stated following his friend out of the exam room.

"Whatever. You're still paying for my lunch...so why argue about it..." he threw back ending the debate and heading for the cafeteria.

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Seven o'clock in the afternoon at Cameron's apartment:

Knock...knock...knock

"I'm coming..." Cameron hoarsely shouted from her kitchen as she rushed to open the front door. "...Derek...what are you doing here?" she asked hoarsely as she opened the door to find her inflatable mate, like House had called him.

"I was in the neighbourhood, thought I'd stop by and check on you..." he stated trying to look past her and into her apartment.

"Check on me?" she asked huskily, her throat still screaming in pain every time she spoke.

"Yeah...what happened to your voice?" he asked frowning at her.

"I woke up like this..." she replied dismissively in a gruff tone "...why were you in the neighbourhood, you live on the other side of town..." she asked confused, leaning against her doorframe and closing the door ever so slightly so he couldn't look inside.

"I wanted to see you..." he confessed "...did you have fun on your date last night?" he asked looking up to meet her gaze.

"It wasn't a date" she stated simply, getting upset at the man standing in front of her.

"You kissed him..." he shot bitterly at her.

Cameron's eyes widened; "How do you know I kissed him?" she asked standing up straight "...were you here last night...were you spying on me?" she questioned, sensing her anger build up inside herself.

He felt it too and winced at the gruff and angry tone in her voice; "I was around...I stopped by and saw you kissing him..." he practically shouted at her.

"Derek..." she stopped trying to find something to say, but she was too pissed to think "...you're creeping me out..." she stated simply looking into his clingy green eyes.

"I worry about you..." he said defensively in a much calmer tone.

"Well don't...please don't...and stop spying on me...it's creepy..." she said glaring at him "...so go...away..." she ordered gruffly.

"You don't want to do something?" he asked almost pleadingly.

"Not after I know you've been spying on me...you're lucky I'm still talking to you...go home...just go...I really don't want to talk to you right now...bye" she said closing the door on his face.

Outside, Derek closed his eyes and counted to ten, calming himself down, while chanting a mantra in his mind: ...you'll be mine...you'll be mine...you will be mine...as he moved to the stairs, out of her apartment and into his car, speeding away from building.

Cameron watched his car speed away and sighed in relief, glad to have gotten rid of him...for now...her mind told her, making her furrow her brow in concern.

Pushing those thoughts out of her mind she looked at the watch on the kitchen wall and found it was seven thirty and so she got her purse and her coat and left, to go get pizza and beer, before going to House's place for their double non-date...or like she called it their date.

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