Hey everyone. Thank you again for all the wonderful reviews, I live off of those. I want to apologize for the confusion on the last chapter. My computer hates me and when I tried to fix it, it refused to cooperate. GRRRRR. But if you read the last chapter, stop at when House says "As in he is gay?" and that is the last of that chapter. You all will soon learn what happened to Cameron and Nate.

P.S., I don't own House…or anything for that matter.

"Oh no." House whispered.

"What?" Cameron looked up between her fingers.

"Well, I kind of accused him of cheating on you with another woman. I never knew it was with another man." House joked.

Cameron moved her fingers to cover her eyes again and began shaking her head. Silence fell throughout the apartment and for a moment, Cameron thought that it all might be a dream.

"You know, if you click your heels together you might just end up back in Kansas Dorothy."

'No such luck,' Cameron thought to herself. She wanted to just go home and back to bed, but she knew that if she did she would have to confront Nate. "What am I going to do, I can't go home."

"Wilson called to check up on you this morning, I guess you left everyone worried when you stormed out of there last night," House cleared his throat. "As for now, it seems like you are going to be my guest. When Wilson called this morning, I asked him to go by your apartment and have Nate pack some clothes for you. He dropped them off earlier this morning, they are by the door. Allison, I don't know what happened, or why you can't go home; but I can listen when you're ready."

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House sat by his piano Sunday night just seconds after she left. Just moments before House was busy in the kitchen fixing his specialty, spaghetti, and was having Cameron taste the sauce when the phone rang. He had asked Cameron to answer it, because he thought that it would be Wilson, but he was wrong. He heard her voice change when the caller started to speak; he instantly knew it was Nate. When she hung up she began packing her belongs and all House could do is stare at her as she stared to leave. When she reached the door she turned and faced him, "he has left so I am going home." And she left, leaving him with a pot full of spaghetti.

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House was surprised to see that Cameron showed up to work the next morning and he was even more surprised to see that she was back to her old self again. "Good morning Dr. House. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the clinic is full of people and Cuddy has asked me to see if you would help out."

"Is she asking or demanding?"

"Demanding."

"Alright, tell her that I will be down there as soon as I possibly can."

Cameron turned to leave and stopped. "You aren't going to come down are you?"

House pulled out his magic eight ball and shook it. "The answer is 'definitely not.' Tell Cuddy I am sorry but I always abide by my magic eight ball."

"Okay, I will tell her. But if she yells at me, you owe me big time mister." Cameron said and left.

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Cameron plopped down on her chair after standing hours on her feet in the clinic. She heard a light tapping on the door and House entered.

"Did she yell at you?" House asked.

"She yelled so much that the vein in her forehead popped out and stayed out for twenty minutes." Cameron stated and lunged back in her chair.

"Ouch, that is never good."

"Yeah, my advice to you would be to hide." Cameron toed off her heels and placed her feet on the desk.

House looked down at her. She seemed exhausted. "What if I take you out, would that make up for her yelling at you?

Cameron opened one eye and looked at House, "the monster truck rally isn't in town again is it?"

House smirked, "I thought you had a good time. But no, it is not. I was thinking of an actual date-like-thing." House held his breath waiting for her reply.

"Sure, that would be lovely."

"Great, then this Friday, around 8:00." House left, leaving Cameron at her desk.