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Again (for the third time) I don't own House or anything that might come up in the story. I wish I did, I would have a whole lot of fun owning the characters of House, but I don't.

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House arrived early in the morning, so early that Cameron hadn't even shown up to go through his mail. He knew her exact schedule in the mornings, heck; he knew her exact schedule every day. At exactly 8:00 AM Cameron would arrive at the hospital, she would make her way down to her locker and change into her white lab coat. From there she would walk into the office, start the coffee and make sure four mugs were cleaned for Chase, Foreman, House and herself. While the coffee was brewing, Cameron would go get House's mail, sort it, and lay the important mail on top of his desk. Nevertheless, today he arrived early to work to get a head start on their newest patient. At least, that is what he told himself.

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Cameron walked in at exactly eight. After exiting her locker, Cameron walked into the office to start the coffee, but became sidetracked by the bouquet of flowers on the table. She picked them up to smell them, Lilies, her favorite. Cameron wondered whom they might be from. Could they be from House after his constant nagging about the incident yesterday? She looked around and found a card stuck between them. "Cameron" was nicely written on the front. She opened it up and scanned the card. Cameron immediately knew whom it was from. She stormed into House's office and placed the card in front of him.

"How did you know that Lilies are my favorite?" Cameron sternly asked.

House picked up the card and acted as if he was reading it. "I didn't, but Wilson obviously knew."

"House, these are not from Wilson and you know it." Cameron picked up the card. "It's your handwriting."

"Wilson was a little nervous this morning and asked me to fill it out for him. I mean, isn't that what a good friend does; helps them out in their time of need?" House joked.

"What Wilson and I need is for you to back off of this House. Please!" Cameron begged.

"Wilson and I? You have that couple phrasing down pat." House knew that his last statement would send Cameron into a frenzy. Cameron closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she did or said anything to him. She was just going to have to walk away. She spun on her heels and walked to the exit. "Cameron, if you could get my mail that would be great." House yelled before she left his office. Cameron stopped at the door, flung the card towards House's head, and stormed off. House ducked and the card hit somewhere behind him. "Should I take that as a 'no'?" Great, now House had pissed off Cameron. He grabbed his cane and walked into the other room. If he was going to survive this day, he needed a big cup of coffee. When House entered, Chase and Foreman were already there.

"Is Cameron not coming into work today?" Chase asked.

"No, she is here. Somewhere pouting I presume." House said and walked over to the coffee maker. It was empty. He looked over at the sink and found his coffee mug was still dirty from yesterday. Damn it, he had pissed her off before she finished her routine. House mentally made a note to piss her off after she finished his mail in the future.

Foreman looked around. He saw that the coffee wasn't made, the cups weren't cleaned, and a bouquet of Lilies laid on the table. "What did you do House?"

"Me? You always think it is I that send people either crying or pouting off somewhere. Gosh Foreman, I thought we were friends. Friends don't blame friends, nor do they let friends do drugs." And with that, House popped two Vicodin into his mouth.

"I guess we are not friends then." Foreman stated and started to leave to find Cameron.

"We have a new patient. Get her back here soon. We need coffee if we are going to save this woman's' life." House said. Foreman left, he knew exactly where to find her.

"Is that the reason that you hired Cameron for; her coffee making skills?" Chase asked.

"No, she has a great ass to look at when she walks away." House smiled and nudged Chase. "Now you know why I piss her off so much. Plus, she takes care of my mail." House started to write the symptoms on the board. "Speaking of which, Chase, go get my mail. I made Cameron cry before she got to it."

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Chase had brought House his mail and Foreman had returned with Cameron. House sat the pile of mail in front of Cameron. "You forgot these this morning. I had to make Chase go and get them for you."

"Thanks." Cameron said and started to sort through the mail. She submersed herself into the mail. Cameron wasn't listening to a word the men were saying in the room, which meant that she didn't hear the light peck on the door.

House looked up to see a man around 6'3" tall. He had brown hair and blue eyes. In some weird way, the man standing before him reminded him of himself when he was young.

"Allie." The man said, when he got no response, he reached in front of her and squeezed her nose. Cameron shot up from the seat and turned around.

"What are you doing here?" Cameron asked.

"Well, I went out to get stuff for tonight," a brazen smile spread across his face. It did not go un-noticed by House. "And I kind of locked myself out of the apartment."

"Kind of?" Cameron jokingly questioned.

"Okay, I full on locked myself out of the apartment. So are you going to give me your keys or not."

"Mmm, maybe." Cameron started towards the door. When she noticed that he wasn't following her, she turned around. "Do I need to put a leash on you to get you to follow me?"

"Only if you promise to be rough." He followed behind her and walked out of the room.

This was a completely new side of Cameron that House had never seen. And to be honest, it intrigued him. Foreman had started listing the possible way to treat the woman, but House kept his eyes outside and locked onto Cameron when she came back into view with the mystery man. She had handed him the key and gave him a million dollar smile, to which in return, he bent down and kissed her on the forehead before leaving. House watch Cameron walk back to the locker, he assumed that she was putting up the rest of her keys. Foreman and Chase had left to room and Wilson came in.

"Hey, I hope I am not interrupting something." Wilson stated. "Who was that guy that Cameron was with?"

"Why…jealous?" House teased.

"Not at all. Just curious. So what are you doing tonight?" Wilson asked as he picked up the flowers and smelt them.

"Oh, so you can't get Cameron so you move on to the next best thing?"

"Hardly. Who's flowers?"

"You mean you don't remember buying them for Cameron?" House was on a roll.

"You didn't. Damn it Greg. This is the reason why I received a phone call from Julie today accusing me of cheating on her with another doctor. With all your shit running around the halls, someone must have told her that something was up. I swear, you need to fix this. And if you don't, and Julie divorces me; you are paying for it." Wilson yelled.

"Fine, I will fix it. Be home at 7:00. God, you are so high maintenance."