AN: Alrighty! Thank so much my reviewers! I am trying to diligently work on this piece, but other stuff keeps getting in my way! Like school! Stupid school! I will graduate from you yet, College! Anyways, as soon as I get the chapters done, I will be posting them! And hopefully there will be a lot of chapters posted this week…I'm hoping at least one a day…possibly two. It's my spring break and all I want to do is write and write and maybe watch some TV and then write…. However, that shouldn't stop you all from reviewing! If I don't feel like people like it, I won't be so motivated to get it done!...We've had this talk before though….Anyways….here you go!

Daddy's Boy

After getting that call from his mother, and knowing that the ducklings heard it, House was a little on edge. He hadn't seen Cameron in a while and her suspected she was up to something.

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Cameron….was up to something. Right now, she was in the stairwell talking quietly on her phone to Remy, "But Honey…it was just so weird. Hearing him talk to his mother? He told her he had a meeting that he couldn't get out of…he can't lie to her, at least that's what he said…Well, he told us he has dinner with Wilson. I'm going to tell Wilson to cancel their plans…Would that be so wrong if I happened to join in? I think I'll ask Cuddy as well…I am not a real bitch!...Well…Yeah I know..I'm still going to have Wilson cancel, he should see his mom…Don't bring my family issues or yours into this, he loves his mom, I can tell!...Remy!...Fine!..." She smiled at Remy's next response, "Have you learned nothing of our years together? Of course I'm going to still have Wilson cancel…"

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Nevertheless here House was with the black one and the pretty one, still annoyed at their patient and his father, "Are these people completely incapable of telling the truth to each other?"

"He went to Jamaica with his friends" Chase responded.

House sighed, "No wonder he lied. Children aren't supposed to have good times."

Foreman now entered the conversation, "One of his friends flew them down. Carnell's dad has this thing about him accepting stuff from rich friends. Wants him to remember who he is, where he came from."

Cameron chose this moment to come in. House looked at her suspiciously, "Where have you been?"

Cameron gave House a slightly defensive look, "Making dinner plans, what's up?"

House limped over to her, "With who?" He was still suspicious.

The other two men thought it a bit odd two, but the suspected with it being Cameron…and with Cameron's curiosity…and the fact that it was again, Cameron…they assumed it had something to do with House's parents.

Cameron smirked…only enough that House could see it, "You know…" She led him to believe it was her 'new' lady friend.

House stared at her a moment longer and decided it was an acceptable answer…he didn't believe for a minute it was with who she alluded to, but he accepted it and moved on.

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Cameron had been sent to Manhattan. She figured it was House's punishment because she knew he knew she wasn't really referring to Remy. She knew that he decided that if she was going to make him go to dinner with his parents and whoever else she invited, he was going to send her far, far away to do grunt work and not get to have the hot lesbian sex, or whatever it is he presumes they do.

So, here she was sitting in Taddy's office listening to excuse after excuse.

"We all had headaches, nausea, vomiting. You know, we figured it was connected to the massive amounts of drinking. What, you think what happened to Carnell had something to do with the trip?" He asked after finally beginning to answer her question.

"Don't know, you haven't had any unexplained pain or strange feelings since you got back?"

"Nope, except for a little athlete's foot I'm fine."

Cameron paused and looked at him, "Can I see it?"

"See what?"

"Your feet. There's a common parasite in Jamaica that can resemble foot fungus."

Taddy was starting to get obviously uncomfortable, "It's not really my feet. You know, I figured fungus is fungus. It's my groin."

Cameron gave him her classic, 'nothing men do phases me in the least', blank look then said, "I'm going to need to take a look at that."

Taddy was freaking out a little bit, "Now?"

Cameron wanted to roll her eyes so bad, but she had to be professional, "Unless you want to come down to the hospital with me."

"No, no, I can't. I mean, I just started two days ago, we're right in the middle of a big mer—"

"Then drop your pants." Cameron ordered.

Taddy gave her a look, thought about his options then stood up and did as Cameron asked. Cameron walked around the desk putting on her latex gloves to check out the 'athlete's penis'. It was of course, during this moment, that an older man, assumedly Taddy's boss came in without knocking.

"Riley I need the- What the hell's going on here?" The boss man crossed his arms.

Taddy had his head turned and his arms up a little bit, as if he was on a high school band trip and the parents were calling for a hand check, "She's a doctor!"

Cameron, looked up, and started speaking calmly, "I'm a doctor, he has a rash and a friend of his is—"

"Right, well, as soon as she's done treating your rash, I need the numbers on deport technology." He interrupted and gave Cameron a leer that made her shiver in disgust.

"Yes sir."

Taddy's boss was still looking at Cameron, "And err... doctor why don't you leave a card on your way out?" He closed the door before she could respond.

She looked up at Teddy and he shrugged.

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Cameron walked into Remy's apartment after she had gone to her own to pack for the next day and shower. Remy was waiting up for her. She was reading her 'go to' book, Fried Green Tomatoes at Whistle Stop Café. Allison threw her bag down and crossed her arms as she leaned against the doorway of the bedroom and took in her girlfriend…her Utopia.

Remy looked up at her. She smiled and shut the book. She'd read it so many times it really didn't matter if she lost her place. She threw it on the night stand, "Hey Baby." Remy whispered…she felt that it was supposed to be a quiet time.

"Hi." Allison whispered back as she took off her shoes—which were the heels she was wearing the next day—and walked over to Remy in her PJs. She took the covers off Remy's lap and replaced them with her own body. She took Remy's face in both of her hands and kissed her good. "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." She said quietly, sentimentally.

Remy grinned, "I know." She nodded, "But it's the price we're paying, right?" Remy was talking in the same quiet tone as her girlfriend.

Allison just nodded. She leaned in and kissed her again. "I love you."

"I love you too." Remy wrapped her arms around Allison's middle and hugged her tight, "Mmm, tell me about your day…why you're so late…?"

"I had to go to Manhattan…" Allison rolled her eyes.

"Really?" Remy cocked her head.

"Yeah. I think House is punishing me before I punish him…he knows that I was trying to get him to go to dinner with his parents…so he sent me to Manhattan to talk to one of our patients friends…" She rolled her eyes again, "Ended up taking a sample of penis fungus…his boss walked in and asked me to leave my card on the way out…"

This was when the quiet mood was shattered. Remy cackled her loud, obnoxious, amazingly adorable cackle. Allison tried to push away from her and roll onto her side of the bed, but Remy held her close, "No! I'm sorry honey, but that's funny! And a little bit of karma for what you're doing to House that the asshole thought you were a whore…probably a very, very expensive whore," Remy grinned and let her hands roam up Allison's sides, "…one that would take weeks to pay off…" She brought her hands back down, then started to rubbed up again, but this time she started taking Allison's shirt with them. She didn't raise it over her head, just enough to touch and feel Allison's stomach…God she loved her lady's stomach, "That's what I would think if I thought you were a whore…I would think that you would cost more than I make in four years…but oh how good it would be to be indebted to you for that time, mmm…" Remy leaned forward and kissed her neck.

"Really?"

"Oh yeah…you're much to perfect to be any regular 'lady of the night'."

Allison laughed and pushed Remy's face from her neck, "Lady of the night?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, would you prefer 'dirty trollop?'"

Allison hmphed, "No…" She looked at Remy, "Baby-Honey?"

"Yes Dear?" Remy looked at her.

Allison leaned in and whispered, "Are you going to be too tired tomorrow if you make love to me right now?"

Remy shook her head almost violently, "No Dear."

Allison grinned, "Then will you please make love to me?"

Remy grinned wider than her counterpart and leaned up for a kiss, "Yes Dear!" She said enthusiastically.

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When it came down to the dinner with House's parents. And when Cameron actually saw him interacting with them…She couldn't do that to her friend House…she would have loved to do it to her boss House…. But ever since their 'date' ever since they decided to try this 'friend' thing out… She couldn't do that to him. So she refused their offer. He looked at her like he was grateful…he even nodded his thanks to her.

Then later, when she found him to tell him about the treatment, he nodded, and sincerely thanked her, "Thank you. For not eating."

Cameron sat down next to him and looked at him, "It was none of my business."

He nodded, "They seem perfectly pleasant don't they? They are. He was a marine pilot. She was a housewife. Married 47 years. They had one child. Mom was just like everyone else, nice enough, great sense of humor, hates confrontation. My dad's just like you. Not the caring 'til your eyes pop out part, just the insane moral compass that won't let you lie to anybody about anything. It's a great quality for boy scouts and police witnesses. Crappy quality for a dad."

That struck Cameron a little harder than it probably should have. She didn't want to remind House of his father. She didn't tell the truth no matter what…she knew that…he would find out eventually…probably. But, she needed him to know it now, "You know I've lied to you before. I've lied around the office a lot. And I'll lie again and keep lying until I feel…protected, I guess." She shrugged.

"Protected?"

"Yeah. There are things about me that I will not let just anyone know. I only tell things about myself when I feel safe, or like I won't have to worry with the shit hits the fan because I won't get hit, because I'll be protected. You of all people should have been the last person to know that I'm gay…You knew that. You also knew that I told you because I felt safe with you. I don't feel so safe that I can share everything about me…that's why I lie."

"You don't lie…you keep things secret. You let people assume."

Cameron smiled her classic 'Cameron smile', "…We're…friends. I wouldn't want to be associated with something you seem to loathe." She stood up to leave, "And you give me more credit than I'm owed. My compass isn't as moral as you think…it's just the biggest in the office." With that, she walked out of the office. She knew House wasn't confused by anything she said. She knew he knew what she meant.