Title: Aftermath
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Up to "Babies and Bathwater"
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. Nope, just don't.
Summary: Cuddy saved the team and vanquished Vogler, but all is far from well...
Author's Note: I'm sorry this took so long, honest I am. Life kinda just caught up with me. It's been a really hectic few days. I'll try to update more often from now on. Here goes nothing.
House, M.D.
Cameron stole a glance at House. He was looking straight ahead, eyes focussed on the road. Neither had said a word since they climbed in the car. Part of her was curious as to where he was taking her, but she had decided that she wasn't going to break the silence. Not yet.
"We're here."
Snapped out of her daydreams, Cameron's head jerked around so fast that for a split second she was afraid she would get whiplash. "Huh?"
"We're here. We have reached our destination. Please climb out of the car in an orderly fashion," House joked.
Cameron giggled, "Oh. Yeah." She climbed out and looked up. What is this place?"
"Damned if I know, but it looks like they serve food."
"Oh. Works for me," Cameron shrugged, following House inside.
Once inside, her eyes widened slightly. Seated close to the window were Foreman, Chase and Wilson. House being House, was reluctant to be forced to see his coworkers outside of work, but she dragged him over anyway.
Cameron recognized the smirk on House's face as he spoke, "Well, I'll be damned."
She heard Foreman mutter something that sounded suspiciously like "you already are," and supressed a smile.
"I knew you three were keeping something from us. So when's the wedding? Or is polygamy still illegal in this country? Hm... Well, at least the state's legalized gay marriage," House continued.
Cameron's eyes widened, and this time she failed to hide her smile.
"Nice to see you too, House," Wilson replied, his expression somewhere between a smile and a frown.
"Oh, yeah. That too."
"Care to join us?" It was Wilson who extended the offer.
Chase smiled and moved over, motioning for Cameron to sit down.
Were she any other woman, Cameron probably would have swooned. However, she was not any other woman, and damned if she would be caught swooning over anyone. Except House. Still, she moved to sit down, but she felt House grab her arm.
"Thanks, but no. We're getting food to go.
"We are?" Cameron asked.
"We are now."
She rolled her eyes and shrugged. As they went up to the counter, she turned around and mouthed "nice to see you too," at her friends, all of whose faces simply told her that she was going to have to explain this to them sooner or later.
After they left the restaurant, House turned to her, "Where to now?"
"I thought you had an idea. You know, seeing as how you turned down an opportunity to eat with our friends," Cameron replied, only mildly surprised.
House shrugged nonchalantly, "Honest? I didn't want to spend any more time with them than I have to."
"Okay. How about... the park," Cameron suggested, saying the first thing that came to mind.
"The park? The kind of park that has sunlight? And children?" House asked, clearly not excited.
"Yeah, that kind of park."
"Nu uh. No way. Not going to happen. I break out in hives when forced to be around children outside of work."
She smiled and rolled her eyes, "Come on. It'll be fun."
"Yeah. I don't do fun well."
"Okay, then do it to make me happy?" Damn. He's probably the last person that one will work on.
"You're really hell bent on this," House replied, his voice expressing a small ammount of surprise.
"Yep. So give it up and let's go," Cameron said brightly.
House quirked an eyebrow, "You truly are a master of deception."
"Huh?"
"You come of as a sort of spineless person. In reality, you're as stubborn as hell."
"Backhanded compliment," Cameron paused thoughtfully for a moment. "Nice. Now let's get going already!"
T.B.C.
