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Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Hope you like this chapter!

Now with-out further adue here's the next chapter!

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"Going Home...,"

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House woke up with something heavy on him. "Am I dying?" he whispered while his eyes were closed. He soon opened his eyes and saw Cameron. He smiled at her. "Hey, wake up." House whispered while shaking Cameron.

"House?" She exclaimed while looking at House.

"Good-morning." he replied while staring at her. She was starting to blush, she was caught. "Did you sleep well last night?" he smirked.

"Yeah, I, uh, was, uh...," Cameron had to think of what to say, what would you tell someone who caught you asleep on their bed? "I wasn't trying to..., uh, I was uh...,"

"There's no need to explain." House replied. He tortured her enough. It was pure brillance just watching her act that way!

"We took the trake out yesterday." Cameron replied.

"That's good." House replied while wincing. The place where the trake was, still caused him discomfort.

"You still in pain?" she asked. She still hadn't moved from her spot on his bed.

"Yeah, somewhat." he replied.

"You want me to get you something?" Cameron asked.

"Yeah...," House smiled. "Soup."

Cameron playfully swatted his arm while getting up and walking over to the table that held trays of breakfast. She came back and looked at him. "You can't eat soup for breakfast! Silly! What are you thinking?" She asked.

"That I can eat whatever I want." He looked at the clock on the wall, "And, that it is eleven-thirty, and if you hurry up and go home, then I can have some soup." House replied.

"I'll go get some, if you eat some of this." Cameron replied while looking at it.

House took a bite of toast and smiled. "There."

Cameron smiled. "Allright, your spoiled did you know that?" she asked.

"Yep, that's what my mom always said." House replied.

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Cameron walked in with a newly prepared bowl of soup. "Good news!" She exclaimed while handing House the bowl of soup and a spoon.

"You brought soup!" House exclaimed thinking that was the good news, it was for him. He was starting to get hungry. He immeadiately dug into the soup.

"No, they said that you can go home tonight." Cameron replied. "Wilson said that you can stay at his place."

"No, not there, he expect's me to live with him and Julie? In his dreams." House rolled his eyes and ate more of the soup.

"Chase said if that didn't work you can stay with him." Cameron replied.

"Disturb his life with that telephone girl from Australia? No." House took another bite of soup. "They would be on the phone all night talking in their native language about 'Vegamite'." He replied while eating more of the soup. He despised Chase's accent!

"Foreman said that his place was open." Cameron said. She was wanting House to stay with her, she was hoping that he would do this, and he did! She already told the three outside that he was staying with her anyway, seeing as she had no real relationships going on at her house.

"Disturb his life with Angela? She'll be over alot, and when they want to do something, then there will be a grumpy man hollering at them? Nah." House took another bite of soup.

"Well, my place is free if you want to stay there...," Cameron started.

"Do you have soup?" House interrupted.

"We can go to the store." Cameron replied while smiling at House.

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"Are you ready?" Wilson asked while helping House into his wheelchair. Cameron had left earlier and went to the store, and then went to get her home ready for House.

"Yep." House replied. Wilson then wheeled House down the hall. Soon Wilson and House were driving to Cameron's place.

"So, you want to stay with Cameron?" Wilson asked while raising an eybrow.

"No, I just don't want to stay with the happy couples...," House replied. "..., and one not so happy couple."

"My relationship with Julie is none of your business." Wilson replied.

"Oh, shut up. Your still upset from when I caught you and Cuddy making out." House said.

"You know I wasn't myself." Wilson replied.

"I know you have a 'thing' for Cuddy." House replied.

"The same 'thing' you have for Cameron?" Wilson asked.

"What 'thing' we are strictly friends." House replied.

Wilson didn't believe a word of it. Him, Chase, and Foreman had already placed bets on when they would hook up during this process. "We're here. Come on, let me help you."

"When are you going to give me back my cane?" House asked while watching Wilson help him into a wheelchair.

"Here." Wilson handed the cane to House and wheeled him to Cameron's door. He then helped House out of the wheel-chair and helped him up the steps. He then knocked on the door, while holding onto the swaying House.

"Well, here we are."

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A/n- Now he's at Cameron's apartment! Wonder how that happened? Hit the little purple button below and review! Thanks to everyone, I hope that you liked this chapter! This will probably be the last post that I can post before I go to competition to Louisville, Kentucky! If your lucky then I may be able to post more before I go. See-ya later!

-KerowynGreenleaf.