"It Doesn't Hurt to Love"
Chapter Ten- Checks,Balances, and Mr.Huffles
authors note- Great Reviews Guys! I have decided that this fic will only go to about 15 chapters. Don't worry, there is a sequal in the making. Sorry ahead of time for the nurse/hick comment.PS: Another Adult Chapter,I guess.
"Hello Dr.Chase, Dr.Foreman. Exciting day for you. You two are temporary heads of Diagnostics today and tomorrow" Cuddy said handing them Clinic files.
"Did House die?" Chase gave a look to Foreman. They both smiled.
"Don't I wish. He has the day off for some quality time with Cameron. Cameron needs to get her head straight."
Wilson walked over extending his arms "Fifty bucks Foreman"
"It hasn't been a week! Its Thursday!"
"I am collecting my money early, so you can't squirm away"
Groaning Foreman took out his wallet handing him $50.00
"No tip? And if they break up tomorrow, you get a full refund, and everyone's else's money in the pool"
"Now much is that?" Foreman said
"About Six-Hundred Dollars" Wilson was pleased with himself
"Oh my God! How long can it last?"
"Well Joan from Orthopedics bet Two Months. Thats the highest. No one has much faith huh? Anything past that, I am keeping"
"No you are not. This whole thing is so uncivilized. I would expect this from House, not you Dr.Wilson" Cuddy raised her voice.
"Dr.Cuddy, just because you took your money out doesn't mean the rest of us can't have some fun!"
"It is wrong. They really like each other. How would you like it if I bet how many times you are going to get divorced"
"Now thats a hard one. You can't really keep tract of me. I am not going to be working here forever"
"I am going to make sure of that, if you keep it up. If it gets past two months you are going to buy the happy couple something with the money"
"Thats not how it goes!"
"Wilson, I don't like House, but I like Cameron. I don't think either of them would be happy if they found out. House just might beat you to death with his cane. I wouldn't put it past him"
"You are going to tell?"
"Not if you promise me if it lasts, the money will be going in their pockets"
Wilson sighed "Fine, I promise."
"Dr.Wilson, Dr. Foreman, Dr. Chase, I believe you have some patients to treat"
With that she walked away. Cuddy was a bitch and she knew it. Sometimes, she nagged on people for the right reasons. Cameron is one of her only female friends. It was her job to defend her. Cuddy's beeper vibrated. It was also her job to run this hospital.
House woke up looking at his sweetAllison rolled up in a ball next to him. He stroked her hair. She was comforting to him. During the time of his staring at her, he barely noticed the strong throbbing in his leg. Coming back to reality, he reached for the Vicodin. When he turned back around, she was awake. Cameron pushed forward, kissing him on the lips.
"Whats for breakfast?"
"I don't know what your planning, but I have an empty fridge"
She moaned, playfully slapping his shoulder. "We have to go grocery shopping"
"I forgot how"
"No you didn't"
"Are you feeling better?"
"A little actually, I just need to get my mind off things"
"What is going to be our sleeping arangements for the next couple of days?"
"You can stay over my place."
"I would rather not. All my stuff is here"
"And all of my stuff is there"
"Well pack a bag. You're staying over here. I don't pay extremely high rents for a Flat in the best part of town if I never plan to be here"
"What a lie. You just don't like my place. Drop me off to get my stuff, then we'll go to a food store"
"I like it, its just hard to move around for me, not enough space"
"Well, sorry. I don't need much space. I live by myself you know"
"Yes you need more space, you have stuff exploding from every nook and cranny"
"Shut up, come on lets get ready"
House waited in the car while she packed a suit case. Cameron got herself into new clothes for the day. Shepacked at least four different outfits, a skimpy black nightgown, an evening dress, three pairs of shoes, make-up, some money, her cell phone, tampons (just in case), and a stuffed pony. Everything but the stuffed pony fit, which was amazing. She shut off all the lights and walked out the door, stuffed pony in hand. He laughed as she shoved the suitcase in back of the car. Mr.Huffles, the pony, rode in front with her.
"Hey, its mini-Seabiscuit. Thank God I traded in my corvette, who would of guess I would have to be giving a Horse a ride. Can he race? I never had much of luck at the track. I lost all my savings once. Stupid horse gave-up at the homestretch" He laughed
"His name is Mr.Huffles and he isn't a race horse. I got him at a Horse Show "
"Please tell me you grew out of the whole, snobby-horsemanship thing, right?"
"I guess you would say that. I had a horse, used to show my freshman year of college. Big grown Trakehner gelding. He died,a long time ago."
"It kind of sucks riding a dead horse, huh? Let me guess your still grieving"
She clutched Mr.Huffles to her chest and didn't say a word. The arrived a Stop-and-Shop holding hands. Cameron grabbed a shopping cart. As the automatic doors opened, House saw hell. Many people, many other couples all shopping. Little kids screaming. Some old people arguing in the corner. House was about to turn around, and limp as fast as he could but... "Oh My God! Hi! I haven't seen you in like so long" Cameron hugged another pretty brunette around Cameron's height. They could be twins but the other one was a little more heavy then Allison. Meeting up with people who you haven't seen in years, just one more thing he could add to the 'why I hate Food Shopping List'. He leaned against the chart.
"Sarah, this is my boyfriend, Gregory House. Greg this is Sarah a friend from college"
House extended his arm. "Dr.House, its pleasure to meet you" he said in a very monotone voice. He could say a million rude comments. He should of, but for Cameron he held off.
Sarah shook his hand. "Doctor House, I have heard so much about you. You hooked yourself a very famous diagnostician Ally"
"Yes, I sure did" How is the Nursing life going?"
"Very well. I live out in Virginia actually, with my husband. So sorry you couldn't come out to the wedding. Anyway, I am here visiting family. You got your Doctorette?"
"Yes,I am an Immunolgist" Cameron glanced at House who was blankly staring at the wall. "We should get going, nice talking to you"
They were silent down the produce isle. When they reach the deli, he ordered a pound of Turkey.
"You don't think you could of been more talkative?"
"Hey, I could of said a hundred nasty things. About nurses, about the hicks Virginia. I restrained my self"
Cameron rolled her eyes, grabbing the wrapped deli meat, then making her way to the bakery where she took some freshly baked rolls.
"What do you want for dinner tonight?"
"Food"
"I think I'll have better luck shopping with a three year old"
"I think you would too. Lets find one" House looked around
"How about some pasta?"
"Fine"
"Be a dear and grab some sauce, not the cheap kind. I'll get some Linguini. Also go buy anything you want to eat."
Cameron not only got pasta, but a whole cart full of food. He on the other hand came back with the pasta sauce, a package of frozen buffalo wings, extra hot sauce, and a six pack of 'miller light'
"Your kidding me, right?"
"No. I like buffalo wings, and beer is always good."
"Whatever" she grabbed them, throwing his stuff in. "Last call. Anything else you want?"
"I got all that I need right here" he leaned in a kissed her. She was tempted to deepen the kiss, but not in the middle of a grocery store. On the check out line she whispered some dirty words in his ear. His overall disposition changed. He was no longer bored. As they walked out with their cart, she saw a man identical to the John Doe she lost yesterday walking into the store. This guy didn't have a scar though. After stuffing the groceries in the car, House turned and saw him to. He put his arm around Cameron. The whole ride home she was silent until House intervened.
"Your better then Wilson. He used to have really hard times losing patients. I always told him that medicine will never get to the point where no one dies of diseases because it is not meant to be. We can have the cure to every disease, but people will always die. Sort of a population control. Checks and Balances. You save some lives, you lose some lives. With out us, everyone of our past patients would probably have died. Without you"
"Your right. I just don't know why I am taking it so hard"
"You will get dozens of cases of Meningitis in your career. Maybe even some with the same situation as that guy. I know you are going to save them. Most of them, remember checks and balances" He parked the car in his driveway "I'll get your suit case, you get Mr.Huffles and some bags please"
They spent the rest of the day talking on his couch. The more she was around him, the she liked him. House always made her laugh. Cameron made him smile. Checks and Balances. They enjoyed a lovely candle lit pasta dinner and watched some TV afterwards. It was approaching eleven a clock at night. She left him on the couch and changed in her nighty. To her surprise, he was in his bedroom, waiting for her. Laughing she crawled next to him. They playfully rolled around, kissing each other atrandom. He took her out of her nighty while she took off his clothes. He perked up when he discovered she wasn't wearing any panties. House bit her neck playfully, his hands roaming her body. Then her eyes shot across the room to Mr.Huffles who was against an arm chair. Cameron pushed him off, got up,and took her child-hood toy out of the room. When she came back, he seemed rather angry.
"You frustrate me"
"I didn't want him to be damaged for life!"
"Oh come on, its not that sad to watch. Give me a little credit here"
They both laughed.
"Let me make it up to you" Smiling a kinky smile her hands wondered to his package. Rubbing gently. His face lit-up and he almost lost it right there. She moved her body lower so her face met up with it. He realized, tonight was going to be a very, very long night.