Hey! Thanks again for the reviews! I think most of you'll love this chapter (well, my muse says it's hilarious, so I believe her XD).


13.00. House entered the lobby with Wilson.

"HOUSE!"

Cuddy's Strident voice came from his right side, so he stopped.

"Hi Dr. Cuddy. I would like to apologise for my behaviour and I will make it up to you by being in the clinic for the rest of the week."

Cuddy froze at those words. Man, there really must be something wrong.

"Thanks a lot Dr. House. I really appreciate it."

Just when she turned around to leave, she heard another female voice call him. It was a familiar voice. When she realised who it was, she looked at Wilson in shock.

"Stacy?"

"Hi Lisa, James. Greg, could I talk to you please?"

"No."

"But we HAVE to talk. We have lunch together, remember??"

"Well, we don't anymore."

"But .."

When Stacy wanted to start arguing, House saw Cameron leave the clinic.

"Alli .. Dr. Cameron!"

She carefully neglected him and got in the elevator. House quickly joined her in, as did Stacy and Wilson. When House was about to snark at Wilson and Stacy to get out of the elevator, Chase passed. Cameron took her chance. "Robert, wait up! Let's lunch together."

So she stepped out of the elevator and grabbed a happily surprised Chase by the arm.

To House, this felt like a hit under his belt.

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House was in the clinic. He still felt bad about what happened in the elevator. He knew he couldn't forbid anything, but this just hurt so much. She knew it would.

Cameron was in the exam room next to his. She was thinking while charting. Was it a good move to grab Chase? She did had to listen to him an hour long, but she hoped House felt half as bad as she felt yesterday evening after catching them.

What was that all about? Why was she back? And why hadn't House told her about Stacy being back?

When she got out, she felt a hand grab her arms and pulling her. When she realised the hand was House's and that he had closed them up in the exam room next to hers, she took a step forward, pushing him against the door, and kissed him intensely. Gosh, it felt so good.

"Whoa, if I'd known it would have been this easy." House said, taking a step forward to close the gap between them again.

"This was just a last kiss, to me you realise what you're missing."

"Ally, please, let me explain."

She didn't answer, nor looked up at him. She just sat on the exam room, her back to him.

"I am guilty, so guilty! I didn't want to go and I didn't want to see her. When I had a message from Wilson, I just chickened out. I wanted to send her away, before she could ruin anything between us. Just now that it went well. I didn't tell you to protect you of all worries. "

He sighted.

"She came here to win me back. She told me she loved me and never stopped But I don't care. I don't want her. I don't want anything else than you."

"So I'm just a thing to you?"

"No, I meant anyone. Please Ally, look at me."

"Where was your conscience when you were with her? Couldn't you hear it scream out?"

"Allison, I'm sorry. I was scared. I still am."

"Scared she's gonna rape you? Or scare she won't?"

"CAMERON!" House was shouting now. "I practically tod you I love you! I'm scared because I know we kissed, and I know it meant something. I also know there is this guy, which scares me even more!"

Cameron looked shocked and surprised at the same time.

"You've been talking about me with James?"

"James?" House's eyebrows went straight up.

"Well, I kinda kissed him, so he said I could call him James."

"Yeah, you don't want to know what I had to do to call him my friend."

She giggled a little. Her eyes softened and she felt less angry.

"James and I are worried you know. First you come to my office and claim I mess you up, then kiss James and at last, you scream at the same guy you kissed jimmy for in the clinic."

"Look, Greg," The fact she used his first name gave him hope. "He's .. well he's business that's, I hope, over."

She made her way to the door, but then turned back and kissed him quickly.

"But thanks for worrying, daddybear."

"Ugh, now it just makes me feel like I actually AM you're daddy. And in a naughty way, it could be fun, but like this .. I prefer to become the non-caring dad again then."

"Don't, that guy hurted me."

"I'll never let him hurt you again."

"I want to tell you. I like to talk to you. It's just … soon."

"Okay, you want me to come over tonight? We could have dinner and talk."

"Thanks, but no thanks But it could be great if you called me."

And this time, she left the room for good. Smiling.