Pinching

Moments later four adults made their way to House's darkened and cloaked office.

Wilson appeared to be in shock, no-doubt the full force of the last 20 minutes revelations hitting him but nore of the others knew of this yet. Cuddy fussed over the unusually quiet occologist as he fell into House's recliner; his eyes still wide, his mouth still gaping.

Cameron sat on the couch, a small blush on her cheeks at the memory of what had taken place not 5 minutes ago. The warmth of him was still on her skin, though his touch was gone as he sat at the opposite edge of the couch. She watched curiously as he toed off his sneakers and then twisted sideways on the groaning couch so that his thighs came to rest across her own. She surprised both herself and House when her hands moved to his right thigh and began to work some of the tension form his non-muscle. He showed his appreciation with the softest of contented sighs as he settled further into the couch, his long fingers laced behind his head.

All the while Cuddy was still trying to bring Wilson from his shocked stuppor.

"Wilson what's wrong?...Wilson?...James?..." she said softly, her hand on his shoulder.

"Get the funbags out. I'm sure that will get a rise out of him." said House, then muttered, "It'd sure get one out of me."

Cameron pinched the skin at inside of his knee causing him to yelp slightly.

Their eyes connected.

Hers displaying amusement, exasperation and fondness.

His shinning with mock hurt, indignation and a hint of something lustful.

A silent conversation passed in the blink of an eye.

The outcome of which was House rolling his eyes in acceptance with a mutter of "fine" beneath his breath.

"Jimmy wake up already!" House called, "You can day-dream of naked hospital administrators later."

"House!" Cuddy shouted in indignation as Cameron desperately tried to conceal a giggle.

"I wasn't day dreaming." Wilson said in a meek nervous voice.

Silence greeted the oncologists voice as the others awaited the rest of the story.

"The hospital... the whole hospital... they've got some twisted idea, and I mean really twisted... I'm not even sure how it started... how could anyone get that idea... but there is the hair I suppose... maybe I should switch shampoo or gel or something..."

"Wilson!" barked House, "What are you talking about?"

"The hospital..." Wilson said, his gaze meeting House's, "They think, they think we're going out."

"Where?" House asked confused.

"No." Wilson said with an exasperated sigh, "They think we're..." he pointed between them, "... you know."

"No way." House breathed as realisation settled in him.

"You have got to be kidding." whispered Cameron.

"I wish I was." Wilson said dropping his head.

Silence settled around the group as they let the news sink in.

"So that's why you kissed me." asked Cuddy the slightest hint of disappointment in her voice.

"Yeah," Wilson admitted, a nervous hand running through his hair, "Guys were hitting on me left, right and center. I had to prove I wasn't gay, and when that elevator sprung open and I saw long hair and a skirt I... um..." Then the hand the ran through his hair, dropped to his shoulder and covered her own hand there. "But I'm glad it was you."

"God help you if it was Cameron." House said breaking the moment the two seemed to have shared, "I would have kicked your ass into next year."

"But why would the hospital think you were gay?" asked Cameron.

"I dunno? Telephone?" Wilson suggested.

"But the hospital grapevine is usually pretty acurate, so someone must have started it and appeared to have some pretty good evidince in the first place."

Wilson, Cameron and House shared a collective 'uh-oh' moment as there gazes flashed between each other.

"What?" Cuddy said, slightly demanding.

"Well..." House started.

"House and Wilson might have looked as though they we're acting out of character this morning." Added Cameron.

"House," Wilson breathed, "This is all your fault."

"How can it be my fault! I never started this, I was in here maki...ah!" House screeched as Cameron pinched his inner thigh once more, this time a little higher.

Cuddy gave the slightest of smirks.

"Okay, so you never said anything but it was your twisted plan that made both of us look as though we were up to something this morning." Wilson said exasperatedly.

"Okay, okay. But it was so much fun." he said with a manic grin, settling further into the couch enjoying the feel of Cameron's soft warm hands moving across his thigh. "And if you ask me my money is on the Brit."

"Foreman did try to stand up for me,"Wilson stated, "But then they said they thought he was trying to break us up so he could go out with you."

"Urgh." House grunted in distaste as Cameron giggled unashamedly.

"He ran away to call his girlfriend at that point, they shouted after him asking if he was bi."

At which point House chuckled soflty, "Did he say where in the hospital he was going to? I feel an interogation coming on."

It was at this exact moment that Foreman burst through the conferance room door and into House's office.

"Can't you knock!" House yelled.

"Chase... " he started before his eyes fell upon House and Cameron looking rather snug on the office's couch.

"Aw crap not more people in shock." House said rolling his eyes. "Right that's it Cuddy I think everyone would feel a lot better if ...AHHHH!" House yelled Cameron's clever fingers inflicting a lot of pain further up his thigh.

Wilson smirked.

Cuddy grinned.

Cameron bit her lip to stop from laughing.

House frowned and looked incredibly aroused at the same time.

Foreman fell back against the glass door and slid down to the floor his eyes wide and his mouth aghast wondering what the hell was going on.