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"What did House mean about you buying Wilson dinner so that he wouldn't feel cheap?" Foreman asked when he found an empty room to examine Cameron in.
"He just likes to get underneath my skin Foreman. He means nothing by it." Cameron said as she hopped on top of the exam table.
"I bet you would let him underneath your skin." Foreman mumbled.
"ERIC!" Cameron screamed.
"Sorry, it is just that," Foreman began to split her fingers together. "You liking House doesn't make sense to me." He placed a bandage over her forehead.
"Yeah and Chase being the 'ladies man' doesn't make sense to me either. But somehow that boy hooks them and reels them in." Cameron stated and jumped off of the table.
"Am I going to live Doc?" She asked.
House busted into the exam room. "Of course you are going to live. Wilson couldn't survive without his sweetie pie." House re-examined Cameron. "Mild concussion. That is not good. That is what you get for being nosey and walking into the Men's restroom."
"What? What did you do Cameron?" Foreman asked with interest.
"Oh, you didn't hear. Well, gee golly. Cameron walked straight into the restroom and saw Wilson in a compromising position, if you know what I mean Dr. Foreman. And it was love at first sight."
"Cameron, is this true?" Foreman knew to question House's stories sometimes. The man could never tell the truth without adding exaggerating details. But from the look of Cameron's face, he knew it was.
"Please don't say anything to anyone Eric. I don't want it all over the hospital, it was an honest mistake." Cameron pleaded.
"Yes, please Eric." House mocked and then walked over to the door. "I think you should go home for the day, get some rest. I wouldn't drive home if I were you. Maybe you could askā¦"
"Don't say it House!" Cameron demanded. "Besides, I have someone that can pick me up."
House looked at Foreman for an answer, who was this person that could pick Cameron up? Foreman just shook his head.
House sat inside his '65 Corvette and ever so intently listened to his jazz music. This was the only place where he could hide and no one would find him. It was his own personal haven at work. He was still on the hospital grounds, so Cuddy couldn't yell at him. House looked up in his rear view mirror and saw Cameron walk out of the exit and sat on down on the stairs. 'Shouldn't she be home by now?' House asked himself. He was about to push the door open and offer her a ride when a '67 Mustang rode up and blocked his view of Cameron. It finally pulled into the closest parking space. House was surprised when Cameron pushed herself up from the stairs and made her way over to the car. A tall brunette, male got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side with Cameron. He gently pushed her hair out of the way and looked at her bandage. House couldn't help but stare, 'who was this guy?' The mystery man opened the door and let Cameron in. He made his way back to the drivers seat and took off.
