He Loves Her, He Loves Her Not
Cameron didn't know what to say. She had always dreamed of having a relationship with House, but he never seemed like the type to ever want one. By what Cameron could figure out, the only person House had ever had a serious relationship with was Stacy, and she was nothing like Stacy. Maybe she was better than Stacy, though. Maybe they could work. Still, Cameron didn't want to push House if he wasn't ready. But would he have asked that question if he wasn't ready? Perhaps he just wanted to make sure Cameron knew his stance on the whole thing, or maybe this was another one of his tricks that always ended up embarrassing her. Cameron honestly didn't know how to answer the question. If she said she wanted a relationship, she could be left at the end of another one of his jokes… or she could get the relationship that she wanted. If she said that it was going nowhere, she would never get that relationship that she desperately wanted, but at least House wouldn't be able to make a fool out of her anymore. But was it worth it? Maybe it was a risk she should take…
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"How long has it been now?" Chase asked.
Foreman sighed. "They should be here in about an hour, Chase."
Chase started drawing pictures in the sand again. "What do you think they did all night?"
"What?"
"I mean, House can't really sleep in a driver's seat with his leg," said Chase. "So either he stayed up all night…"
"Or Cameron put the back seats down." Foreman finished the thought for him. Truthfully, he didn't really want to consider the possibilities of what House and Cameron could have been doing in the back seat of a car when no one was looking. He always thought of Cameron as a little sister, so thinking about her and House, well, it just wasn't right.
"Do you think they stayed up all night?" asked Chase, hopefully. He still had a hidden torch for Cameron. Sure, she had once said that she would never fall in love with him, but he could find a way to make it happen.
"I hope not," said Foreman. "If they did, that would mean House is probably high on vicodin while he's trying to find us, and Cameron's probably asleep."
Chase considered this. Neither scenario was favorable for him. "Yeah, I guess."
"Why are you asking all this?" asked Foreman.
Chase shrugged.
"You still like Cameron, don't you?" he asked.
"How did you know I liked her in the first place?" Chase questioned his friend.
"Oh please," said Foreman. "It's written all over your face. You stare at her whenever she walks out of a room. You're always flirting with her."
"I stare at nurses too," said Chase. "I flirt with them."
Foreman rolled his eyes and snorted. "Whatever, Chase."
"What?"
"You know she likes, House, right?"
"After that date they had, she can't like him anymore," said Chase confidentially. Truth was, though, he wasn't really that confident. He'd seen the way that House and Cameron stared at each other. At least with them the feelings were mutual.
"Believe what you will," sighed Foreman. He looked down at his watch. "Only 45 minutes to go…"
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House stared at Cameron, wondering why she hadn't spoken. What did that mean? Was she having second thoughts about them? No, she couldn't be. She was Cameron. She'd been chasing him for the past two years. Then what was she thinking about? House was about to ask her, but she spoke up first.
"Where do you want it to go?" asked Cameron.
House wasn't expecting that response. He didn't really like being put on the spot. Honestly, he could see a relationship with Cameron, but it wouldn't be the easiest one. Not only was there the fact that they worked together, but he was her boss. There was also the age difference to consider. So many things to consider, and yet he didn't care about any of them. Why was that? "I don't know."
Cameron was upset by his answer. "Why don't you ever just say how you feel?"
"What?"
"You always hide yourself from the world," said Cameron. "You never let anyone know what's really going on in that rat-maze of a brain you've got. Why?"
"That's not true."
"Oh, isn't it?"
"I tell Wilson practically everything."
Cameron rolled her eyes. "Well then maybe you should date him."
House couldn't help but laugh at this. It brought a smile to Cameron's face as well.
"Why do you want me to tell you everything?" asked House.
"Can't it be enough that I care?"
House didn't answer. He wasn't really used to people caring about him. Being the jerk that he was, it wasn't an everyday thing. Now, here was this young, beautiful woman that was offering herself to him. Why wasn't he just taking her? "Why is it that you care?"
Cameron rolled her eyes. "Enough with the questions, House!"
House took his eyes off the road momentarily to look at her. He'd never heard such an outrageous and blunt response from this teddy bear knitted by grandma. "What was that?"
Cameron didn't respond. She knew it was wrong of her to put House on the spot. It's probably what ruined her first date with him. She wasn't going to ruin this opportunity now. "I'm sorry," she muttered.
"Why are you apologizing?" he asked.
"I'm sorry I yelled."
House rolled his eyes. "You don't have to apologize every time you yell you know."
"I'm sorry." Cameron apologized… for apologizing. She laughed when she thought of the irony, and House did too.
House and Cameron liked where things were going, but neither wanted to be pushed, and neither wanted to push. Cameron especially didn't want to push House. She knew it would ruin everything. She also knew that she would do anything to be with him, and if it meant dropping the matter, then she would do that. Hopefully he would tell her when he was ready to.
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"Oh my god," said Foreman suddenly.
Chase sat up. "What? What is it?"
"There's a car coming," said Foreman.
"Oh god," said Chase. "Please tell me it's them…"
"It's an SUV," said Foreman cheerily. "It's them! I think it's them!"
Foreman and Chase stood up and started waving their arms at the SUV. It was slowing down and pulling over to the side of the road.
The passenger window rolled down, and Cameron's face appeared. House was in the driver's seat. "My god, Chase," she said. "Why are you covered in sand?!"
Chase looked down at himself, and he was indeed covered in dust from the sand.
