House and Cameron emerged from the bathroom with soft secret smiles on their faces, unlocking the door and opening the blinds before they lay down in her bed with her curled at his right side, his hand moving softly through her quickly drying hair as they talked of everything profound and nothing of consequence.
"Vanilla is the best." Cameron protested with a grin.
"No way!" he said with an equally large grin, " Rocky Road is so much better."
"Uh-uh. A good Vanilla ice cream goes with anything and everything... much more versatile and great on its own."
House smirks. "Well when you put it like that..." he murmured turning slightly and pressing his lips to hers.
They didn't get to kiss long as the door to the room slid open.
"Ooo are we interrupting?" Jess said excitedly bouncing into the room with Martha and Blythe in tow.
House groaned and rolled onto his back. "No not at all. In fact I had wondered where you'd gotten to." he said with a sexy grin.
Jess shivered and grinned almost bashfully as she moved further into the room drawing herself towards his left side, that which was unoccupied.
"Greg." His mother said in a tone that was all too familiar to him.
"What?" He said in an incredulous tone and a sly grin, "Why shouldn't I know where my new girlfriend is?"
Jess squeaked and jumped closer her hand smoothing almost longingly across the small empty expanse of bed beside them.
Cameron smirked. "You look tired Jess." She said in a concerned tone.
Jess lit up and looked as though her birthday and Christmas had come all at once.
House turned and glared at Cameron, What the hell are you doing?! he asked with his eyes.
You asked for it, hers shot back.
"I think there's enough space there." She said with a grin.
And before House could comprehend it Jess was in the bed at his left side pulling his arm around her and burying her nose in his shirt and moving her explorative hand over his chest.
"He smells so good!" She squealed.
House sighed softly in relief as her hand stopped at his waistband.
But it was at this point that Jeremy walked in with Rick and William in tow.
"What's going on in here then?" He asked his eyes falling on House and Jess.
House froze.
Oh shit.
And Jess's hand tensed over his belt.
"Jer please." she whined childishly. "I want him."
Fear coursed through House's body and it didn't seem to escape Jeremy's notice as he grinned almost evilly and a malicious glint spread in his eyes.
"Okay Jess." He said staring at House with a look in his eyes that said his reaction to this would be the ultimate character reference and the future of their entire "in-law" relationship would be based on it.
It was the last thing House saw before darkness swept over him and Jess kissed him hungrily.
"Jess stop." Was what he was trying to say but she took the opportunity of his open mouth to press her tongue down his throat.
Beside him he could feel Cameron tense against his side. He didn't know if it was with jealousy or laughter but he knew it just had to end. He reached around her back and pulled on her shoulder.
"Stoghp..." he mumbled against her lips with her tongue still in his mouth.
She pulled back and very nearly collapsed against his side with an almost dopey grin on her face.
"Thanks but I can't Jess." He said pulling Cameron tighter to his side; he still hadn't dared look down at her afraid of what he'd see. "I... I... Allie." He stumbled slowly not knowing or wanting to say that he was Cameron's.
"Maybe some other time Jess." Cameron said possessively, her hand resting over his heart.
House sighed in sweet relief and looked down at Cameron. "Thank you." He muttered only to her then spoke louder, "So I'm just a piece of meat for you to share with your sister in-law."
"My very good looking, smart piece of meat." She said with a teasing grin.
House chuckled and kissed her forehead and suddenly became aware of everyone else in the room.
His mom, her parents and her brothers were staring at them with varying degrees of shock; only Jeremy seemed somewhat lucid with a strange sort of smile on his lips.
"Allie if I had him I wouldn't let him go." Jess murmured curling up against his side with her head on the opposite shoulder from Cameron's as they talked across his chest.
"Hello, right here." She said with a soft grin. "Not letting go."
"Neither am I." House said so quietly intend for only Cameron's ears, but Jess still heard.
"Awww! That's so sweet you guys!" She said genuinely happy for them, she squeezed Cameron's hand over House's heart. "And I'll be so disappointed if you pick someone else to threesome with."
In the corner of the room Blythe House gasped and blushed and coughed embarrassedly.
House chuckled softly, "I'm sure you're first on our list." He said half joking.
"You kids." Blythe said shaking her head, but a hint of a smile around her lips.
"Aren't you proud of me mom?" He asked with a cheeky grin.
"It's kind of hard not to be." she said with a soft smile.
House smiled back and kissed Cameron gently on her forehead once more. Jess watched them almost longingly and turned to look at Jeremy. He smiled at her and tipped his chin so that moments later she was off the bed and buried deep in his embrace once more as she craved the love that was so obvious between House and Cameron.
He sighed softly and glancing at his mom seeing her standing alone and obviously missing his father, he was instantly glad of the distraction that walked through the door in the shape of Cameron's physiotherapist.
And what a rough, tall, broad, blonde, muscle-y shape of a woman it was.
She looked like and Eastern European body builder.
"Hello Helga." House said in a too-deep voice with a thick German accent.
She sighed and apparently dropped her shoulders, though they only seemed to drop the slightest millimetre her muscle-bound shoulders hardly moving. "My name is Helen, Dr House."
"Whatever you say, Helgaaaaaahh!" He whined in pain as Cameron's fingers gripped his nipple and twisted it. "Aaow." He said staring down at her incredulously.
"Play nice." she said releasing him.
"Fine." He murmured petulantly. "Hi Helen."
She grinned and moved further into the room. "Hi. I'm going to have to ask everyone to leave; I have to check your shoulder before we can start the exercises."
Cameron nodded to everyone in the room.
"We're going to help get the boys settled in the hotel." William said softly. "We'll pop back in later to see how you're doing."
The Cameron's left the room leaving Blythe standing alone at the foot of the bed somewhat out of place.
"Mom?" House asked concerned with a soft frown.
"I'll see you later, Greg." She said with a smile but sadness in her eyes. "You too, Allison."
They both watched her leave with concern in their eyes.
"Doctor House." Helen said in a warning tone as she pulled the blinds over.
"Nuh-uh." House said childishly, holding Cameron tighter as if she were his favourite toy.
Cameron rolled her eyes, "He can stay."
House grinned and stuck his tongue out at Helen, while her back was still turned.
"You're such a baby." Cameron muttered trying to sit up.
"Hey, wait." House said quickly disentangling his arms from around her and sitting up himself to better help her up to his side.
Helen smiled secretly at the simple display of affection from the usually gruff doctor.
Cameron turned her back to him letting her feet dangle over the edge.
House reached the hem of her shirt. "Turn around."
"No way!" Exclaimed Cameron.
"I wasn't talking to you," He murmured.
Helen frowned. "Why?"
He didn't want anyone ogling his girl let alone some one who could beat him to a pulp and looked suspect in the heterosexual category.
"Greg." Cameron said warningly sensing his thoughts.
"Fine." he murmured, but secretly glad as he saw Helen sigh and turn as asked. He took off her shirt in the fashion backwards for how he put it on in the bathroom before straightening it out and resting it over her chest, pressing a soft kiss against her shoulder before settling back against the pillows, his thigh resting against the base of her spine. "Let's get this over with then."
House pretended to be disinterested throughout the whole session more interested in Cameron's iPod as he flicked through it, but he was entirely focused watching as the rough looking woman handled Cameron's right arm with extreme care, manipulating it gently this way and that in an intricate ballet that would keep her muscles limber and warm. He watched every jolt through her body as she hid her pain; he listened to every grunt and hiss correlating it with the movements at the time.
"You'll need someone to help you with your exercises after you leave tomorrow but I'll need to see you in the morning before you leave and twice a week for at least three weeks after that."
"I'm leaving tomorrow?" She asked somewhat confused and shocked.
"Oh did I forget to mention that?" House said quietly.
"Yes, you did." She said turning to look at him.
"Oopps." he said with a smirk.
"You jerk." she said with a similar smile.
Helen rolled her eyes. "So whoever's going to help you with these exercises make sure they're here tomorrow."
"No need, I'm already here." House said quietly.
"Okay, I'll be back in the morning to run you through them."
House rolled his eyes. He already had them memorised.
"Thank you." Cameron said politely. "Could you lock the door on the way out?"
Helen smiled and nodded, "You're welcome." She said heading over to the door.
The lock clacked shut behind her.
"You shit." She said looking down at him with a smile in her eyes.
He grinned and chuckled. "I know, I know but it's not as if I had the opportunity since I came back from breakfast."
"You've known since this morning?!"
House looked suitably apologetic and sat up sliding an arm around her and kissing her shoulder softly. "Sorry," he mumbled.
"God this is going to be so hard." She muttered her eyes fluttering closed.
"Why?" he asked still moving his lips across her skin.
"I couldn't stay mad at you before but now that you can do this it makes it even worse."
He grinned and kissed her neck softly. "I'm sure you'll find reasons to be mad at me." He kissed her shoulder again. "I am sorry."
"I know it's just that I can't wait to get out of here." she said with a shiver in her voice as he moved his hand gently across her stomach. "Greg, you have to stop doing this." she begged as a whisper.
"Why?" he said kissing her still and letting his fingers tease the waistband of her pants.
"Cos you're turning me on and there's nothing you can do but make it worse." she said breathlessly.
He bit lightly where neck met shoulder shivering at the moan that shook up her throat and across her lips. "But it feels so good." he whispered. "You feel so good."
"Greg not now, please." She murmured squirming at the edge of the bed, all too aware that her arm holding her shirt across her chest was the only thing keeping her covered.
"Allie does it feel good?"
"Too damn good." she whispered.
"Turn around." he asked softly, pulling back for the first time in several minutes.
She stayed still for a moment and then turned facing him, her knee against his hip and the stack of pillows, feeling small and nervous and still aroused.
"Give me your shirt." He said holding out his hand.
She frowned and shivered a little at the thought of being exposed and of the idea of being closer to him, one less barrier between them.
House smiled at her indecisiveness.
"Trust me."
"Trust you?"
He didn't say anymore just smiled softly and kept is hand out awaiting the thin material.
She frowned and bit her lip.
She sighed and tossed the shirt at his face not bothering to cover herself with her arm.
"Hey what was that for!" he said pulling the shirt from his face, his argument lost in a millisecond as his eyes were uncovered and his breath caught. "Damn, you're beautiful." He whispered.
She smiled bashfully and blushed at his comment and his stare.
He smiled softly and fixed the shirt so it was the right way up and slid it carefully up her arm and over her head.
"That wasn't so bad no was it?"
Cameron shook her hair from under her shirt and slipped her other arm through.
"Are you saying I should trust you more often?"
He smirked. "You should trust me always."
She smirked and lifted her body over his, straddling his thighs, settling her weight over him experimentally.
He groaned loudly, instinctively resting his hands on her hips pressing her to him.
"Oh but I do." She murmured in his ear, kissing his stubbly cheek softly as she pulled back.
"Thank god for that." He whispered his prayer and kissed her deeply.