Thanks to everyone thats reviewedso far, keep them coming. They really keep this story going, heres the next bit I hope you all enjoy it.

BTW Houses mom didn't hitCameron, it was just some unnamed driver.

Pairing: Basically House/Cameron, others make an appearance.
Rating: Probably PG-13 I think, I'm not really sure.
Summary: What should have happened after Cameron's little speech in Honeymoon.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I'm just playing with them for a bit.

Foreman and Chase had to run to catch up with House's mom. She was in the process of chewing out a defenseless orderly that she had bumped into. The poor kid was almost in tears by the time Foreman and Chase arrived.

"Mrs. House, would you like your tour now?" Foreman asked trying to give the orderly a chance to escape, which he immediately took, running in the other direction.

"No. Instead, how about you two tell me about Dr. Cameron?" Mary asked as she followed Chase and Foreman into the elevator.

"Cameron? Why do you want to know about her?" Chase asked, still oblivious to what was going on between House and Cameron. It had been a week since he had witnessed their kiss, but he'd seen nothing since then would make him think anything else happened.

"Mrs. House, if you want to know more about her, you should talk to Cameron," Foreman replied, trying not to squirm under Mary's intense gaze, she seemed to be sizing him up before turning her attention back to Chase. Foreman knew what was coming before the words even left her mouth. Chase may be a good doctor, but he sure didn't have a lot of common sense.

"Well you see, Dr. Chase, Cameron is seeing my son. At first I thought she was just sleeping her way to the top. She denied it like I knew she would, but it seems that it goes way beyond that. So I would like some information about her," Foreman was looking back and forth between Mary and Chase. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Who the hell did she think she was to even think anything like that about Cameron?

"Cameron's not like that. She cares about House for some reason. She had to take so much crap before he would even give her a chance. He was constantly pushing her away, but instead of leaving she just pushed back." Foreman wasn't prepared to defend House and Cameron's relationship but he sure as hell wasn't going to let anyone call Cameron a whore, no matter how they went about saying it. The elevator doors opened and Foreman walked quickly to the clinic. Clinic duty was definitely better than dealing with House's mom. Heck, dealing with House was better than dealing with his mother.

House slid into the bed next to Cameron, not bothering to wait for her to ask him. He reached for the remote, flipping aimlessly through the channels, finally landing on an old episode of General Hospital on Soapnet. Cameron, feeling a little brave by the fact that he got into the bed with out her having to ask, slowly lifted his arm, sliding under it to snuggle up against his side. House tensed slightly at first, but quickly relaxed, wrapping his arm firmly around her.

Stacey pulled open the door of Cameron's room quickly, not bothering to knock first. She wanted to get out of the hall before Mary decided to come back for round two. She kept telling herself that she was only worried about Cameron. She had been nice to her, so it was only right for her to check in on her. Besides, they were colleagues now and that was the friendly thing to do. Right? It had nothing to do with House, or her curiosity about the rumors that one of the nurses had walked in on them curled up in bed together.

She stayed off to the side just watching them for a moment. Neither one of them seemed to notice her. Greg really seemed happy, which was good, right? She was happy with her husband so why shouldn't he be happy with Cameron? Stacey slowly made her way back out of the room, not wanting to bother them. She did what she came to do; she'd checked in on Cameron, and she was doing just fine.

"Whoa, where's the fire?" Wilson asked when Stacey ran into him as she backed out of the room. He grabbed her elbow to keep her from falling over.

"Sorry," Stacey muttered, shrugging off his arm and heading down the hallway.

Wilson shook his head at her retreating form. He never did understand her. Upon reaching the glass door to Cameron's room, he couldn't hold back a smile. There were House and Cameron, curled up in the bed once again. This time, both were wide awake. Looks like House is taking my advice for once, Wilson thought letting his smile grow to a full-fledged grin before opening the door.

"I have your get out of jail free card," Wilson announced, holding up Cameron's discharge papers.

Cameron was lying on the couch with her leg propped up on a pillow. House had left, with a promise that he'd be back later. They had been together for a week, and were yet to spend a night apart. The first night, House had showed up at her place a little after ten. He said that he wanted to make sure that everything was OK after her run-in with his mom. She assured him she was, he kissed her and that was that. Every night he would show up a little after ten, and they would either watch TV for a bit or just go straight to bed.

It was only a little after six, so she still had another four hours or so to entertain herself. Deciding that the scrubs needed to go, Cameron pulled herself up off of the couch with a groan, shuffling into her room to change. After a while, she decided on a pair of shorts and one of House's Rolling Stones t-shirts, which she'd 'borrowed' from him.

Cameron dressed quickly, and ambled back into the living room. Her cast now in full view Cameron couldn't help but smile; The cartoon characters were actually pretty good. Cameron let out a small giggle at the way House had drawn Cuddy; He'd drawn her with a caption that said "Check out my funbags".

Foreman had what Cameron could only hope was a crow bar in his hand, since it said "B&E is my specialty" above his head.

Chase seemed to be cowering back from something with the words "Scared wombat" above his head.

Wilson was on the side of her cast almost on the back to where she could just barely see him, he had his hands up in classic home alone fashion. Above his head was written "Oh boy, you're in trouble now". She thought it was an odd spot for him, but then again, it was House.

Cameron stretched out on the couch, letting her aching muscles slip deeper into the soft cushions. She reached over and grabbed the remote, flipping on her radio. She was beyond tired now, so she turned the volume up and let the music wash everything away as she drifted off to sleep.

TBC

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