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Chapter 11 is ready for all of you. Yeah, yeah, I know it's not Christmas anymore but I had this chapter planned out :p So, the title of the chapter pretty much gives everything away. Before that
there is a conversation with Wilson and some explaining from House. And then House meets Cameron's family!

I hope you will enjoy this chapter.
Thank you all for reading!

Disclaimer: I don't own House M.D. and the lyrics are from the song Little wonders by Rob Thomas...

xOxOx

All of my regret will wash away somehow
but I cannot forget the way I feel right now
in these small hours, these little wonders
these twists and turns of fate

These twists and turns of fate
time falls away but these small hours
these small hours still remain
still remain

These little wonders
these twists and turns of fate
time falls away but these small hours
these little wonders still remain...

xOxOx

December, 2010

"Oh, Dr. Williaaaams!" you say in a sing-song voice and you hear your employ groan.

You pick your head in the conference room and you spot him leaning against the counter, a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Guess what!" you say with fake enthusiasm.

"More rectal exams?" your employee asks dreadfully.

"God no! Who would make you do that?" you ask feigning ignorance.

"Um… you did, all day yesterday." Jacobs says with an amused smile.

"Right, it must have slipped my mind." You say thoughtfully, drumming your fingers against your forehead.

Your other two employees try to stifle their laughter while Williams looks at you cautiously.

"You would probably like to know what's on the menu for today." You contemplate and you turn to look at Williams who is probably holding his breath.

"Today you'll be offering your help to the nurses! How cool is that?" you ask, sarcasm dripping from your voice.

"What?" he asks, looking at you with a raised eyebrow but he doesn't seem too horrified. Are you too lenient?

"You are going to help Nurse Brenda today who is a little short stuffed. Whatever she wants, whenever she wants it. Get it?" you state seriously.

Yeap, that's horrified enough… you think when you see his expression and you try not to laugh.

"You can't be serious…" he says hesitantly.

"Like a heart attack." You reply and you point your finger at the door. "Off you go."

Williams grumbles and starts to walk out off the conference room.

"It's been three months House! Three whole months and you still torture me because I told Wilson about Dr. Cameron! That is not fair!" he shouts as he walks away and you and your other two employees burst out laughing.

When your laughter subsides you turn to face your other two team members.

"Ok, since that was really hilarious you can do whatever you want and I'm going to bug Wilson!" you exclaim and without waiting for a response you stand up and walk out of the conference room.

"And when he comes back tell him you'll have the next week off! I'm very generous since it's Christmas and all!" you shout as you walk away.

xOxOx

You find Wilson in his office, thankfully alone. You enter without knocking of course and you lie on the couch. Your best friend merely looks at you and he returns his attention to the paperwork he has to complete.

"Aren't you going to ask me what I'm doing here?" you ask incredulously and Wilson shrugs.

"No need to. You probably figured out a way to torture Williams again." He replies nonchalantly and you frown.

When did you become predictable?

"Is that it?" he asks without looking at you.

"No! I just came to mess with your head." You state casually and he smirks.

"Christmas day at my place by the way." He says and closes the file he is holding.

"How many times do I have to remind you that you are Jewish? And I'm an atheist." You say, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

"It's a fun holiday that I like! Plus, Cuddy wants Rachel to have fun now that she is older and she understands." He explains.

"She won't even remember! And Cuddy is Jewish too!" you exclaim.

"That doesn't matter, so 7 o'clock-"

"I won't be here." You cut him off and he looks at you suspiciously.

"What do you mean you won't be here?" he asks curiously. Yeap, you are back on track. So not predictable!

"I won't be here. I'll be in a different city, different country, hell, different continent!" you say and that's when you have your friend's full attention.

"You are going to London?" he asks in surprise and you nod.

"House, this isn't doing you any good… It's not doing good to either of you." he warns and you scoff.

"She may seem to you as the perfect woman now. She is smart, beautiful, sexy, she is not afraid to answer to your insults and she is unattainable because she is at the other end of the Atlantic. But this is wrong!"

"I'm an adult Jimmy boy, stop acting like my guardian." You snap at him and he shakes his head.

"This will lead to heartbreak. And I doubt that either of you is going to come out of this in one piece." He says in a serious tone.

"Will you mind your own business?" you shout at him but he doesn't seem ready to back down yet.

"It is my business! You make it my business when she leaves or when you return from London and you are like hell! Can't you see? You are worse than you were even after your infarction!" he yells and you stand up, not wanting to hear anything else.

"Where are you going?" he asks angrily.

"I'm leaving so that I won't have to hear you psychoanalyzing my every thought! Isn't that obvious?" you say sarcastically.

"House, this is serious! You can't keep doing that to yourself! The past three months you've traveled to London two times! You don't even visit your mom so often and she is a lot closer! Can't you see what you are doing to yourself? And if you don't care about yourself can't you see what you are doing to her?" he asks, his voice rising with every word.

"You think I like it? Well I don't! But I don't have a choice!" you shout in frustration and he looks at you in confusion but before he can say anything you start yelling again.

"I can't stay away from her! I only feel good with her! It physically hurts when I'm not with her! And I'm not referring to my damn leg! There are times that I can't breathe but there is nothing I can do to fix this because I'm too afraid to start a relationship with her so this is all I can have! There, happy now that you know the truth?" you shout at the top of your lungs.

Your friend is dumbstruck. He clearly didn't expect an admission like this. You breathe heavily and you just stare at your friend for a while, expecting him to say something, but he seems to be speechless. Before he can gather his thoughts you open the door and exit his office, slamming it behind you.

"Mind your damn business!" you yell at the people that are outside Wilson's office and they scatter around.

That's it; you are going home for the day…

xOxOx

25th of December…

You are in your car, outside her house but for some reason you hesitate to go in. There are other three cars parked in her driveway. Of course… It's Christmas Day and you didn't call before you boarded a plane and came to London.

You leave your suitcase in the car, take her gift and you get out of the car. Stupid cars you think as you get out of what should have been the passenger's side.

You are outside her door and you knock, using your knuckles this time. You hear great commotion coming from the inside.

You wait a few moments and then she opens the door and, God, can she look more beautiful than this?

Her eyes connect with yours and she gives you a brilliant smile that makes your heart skip a beat. She throws her arms around your neck and you wrap your arms around her lithe body holding her tightly against you.

"Merry Christmas…" you whisper in her ear.

"Now it is." She replies and the honesty in her voice catches you off guard.

She pulls back and she places a soft kiss on your lips but she pulls away too quickly for your liking.

"I wish I could continue this but unfortunately my family and friends are in the next room." She explains and you give her a nod.

"Are you sure you wanna stay?" she asks looking at you hopefully. Even if you wanted to you can't say no now.

"I can't say no to free food." You state with a shrug and she laughs. She catches your hand in hers and she leads you to the dining table where everyone is seated.

"Everyone, this is a very good friend of mine, Greg House." The reason you want to be introduced as her boyfriend is beyond you.

"This is my mom Kirsten, my dad David, my brother Nathan and my sister-in-law Sarah, my sister Ashley and her boyfriend Ryan, my friend and colleague Brandon and you know Kate my best friend." She concludes and you nod, smiling politely.

"I'm here too Aunt Allie!" you hear a voice and you look down and see a toddler with light brown hair and green-blue eyes that smiles up at you.

Allison leans down and picks her up in her arms. God, she's like a mini-Allison. One could easily say that they are mother and daughter. You can't help but smile at the sight in front of you. Why is your stomach clenching this way?

"Of course you are here. Greg, this is my favorite little rugrat Emma." She says, tickling the girl's sides and Emma laughs.

"Nice to meet you." She says extending her little hand to you.

You did that mistake with her aunt twice, you are not going to do it again. You take her little hand in yours and you shake it gently.

"Nice to meet you too." You say with a smile and she grins.

"I have a baby brother too! His name is Jake but he sleeps a lot." She announces and you laugh lightly.

"Why are you holding a cane? You are not as old as Grandpa Allen… Have you hurt your leg?" she asks looking curiously at you.

"Emma!" her parents say but you shake your hand.

"It's ok. Yes, I kind of hurt it and now I have to walk with this." You say to her showing your cane.

"Ow… Can't Aunt Allie make it better?" she asks looking straight in your eyes.

"Actually, she does make it better." You say, looking softly at Allison who smiles.

"Of course! Aunt Ally is a great doctor!" Emma exclaims and you laugh.

"I guess she is." You agree.

"Come on you two, let's get to the table." She instructs putting Emma down.

"Can I sit next to your friend?" Emma asks.

"Emma, stop bothering Greg sweety." Her mother says but Emma doesn't seem to listen to her.

"Have you seen Aunt Allie's dog?" she asks conspiratorially.

"Of course!" you say with a funny grimace and she laughs. "Where is the mutt anyway?" you ask Allison who just shakes her head.

She doesn't have the time to answer and you see Hector running towards you. He jumps and his paws rest gently against your lower abdomen. You hand the cane to Emma, who thinks it's a great toy, and you run your fingers through his fur.

"Hey mutt, did you miss me?" you ask, smiling.

Hector wags his tail enthusiastically and he barks.

"Hector likes you but he doesn't like Brandon." Emma says thoughtfully.

If it's possible you like the dog even more! You hate that guy too… He thinks that he can have your Allison. Your Allison? Where did that come from?

You pat the dog's head and you order him to get down. He immediately complies and he follows you and Emma to the table. Emma takes a sit on your left and Allison returns a minute later with a plate for you and she sits on your right.

Your hand sneaks under the table and you rest it on Allison's thigh. She gives you a soft smile and you squeeze her thigh gently. Brandon looks towards her and you are tempted to kiss her right then and there. You want to make him understand that he will never have her, not while you are around. You abandon the thought of kissing her when you sense her father's eyes on you.

The meal is great and you actually have a good time. You try to be polite and not use sarcasm to reply to the questions they have for you. That plan isn't working very well when you talk to Brandon though. You know she notices because when you give a particularly nasty answer to him she pinches your arm. After that you just try to ignore him.

When everyone has eaten everyone moves to the living room and Emma drags you towards the Christmas tree in order to show you her gifts. She seems so enthusiastic that you can't say no to her. You sit down with her and she proceeds to show you everything she got. Her favorite is the one from Santa of course. You smirk and you catch Allison's eye who smiles at you. Emma is too engrossed in her toys so you stand up and you take a sit next to Allison on the couch.

"Do I have to get a hotel room?" you whisper in her ear and she frowns. You look around the room and she understands.

"They are not staying here only Emma will stay for the night." She replies and you give her a nod.

"Good, 'cause I've heard that Christmas sex is pretty good." You say in a low rumble and she blushes lightly making you smirk.

You turn your attention back to the conversation. Your left arm rests on the back of the couch behind her back but you are not touching her and she is starting to get a little frustrated at the loss of contact. She manages to contain herself for only a few minutes. While you talk with her sister-in-law you feel her lean against you. Her right elbow rests on your left thigh and her hand moves so that it's resting over your damaged thigh. Bold, you like it. Your smile is so soft that no one notices except her… your arm that was resting on the back of the couch now drapes over her shoulders and she lets out a content sigh.

That's probably the best Christmas you've ever had…