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Cameron walked into her apartment after a hard day at work. House had been staying at her place for about three weeks, and he was to go back to work tommorrow. She still wanted him to stay longer, and he was for a few more weeks. Wilson wanted him too. The room was dark except for two beautifally lit candles on a table for two. She smiled.
House limped out of the kitchen with two covered plates in his hands. "Sit."
Cameron sat down. "House this is...,"
"Romantic..., Charming..., beautifal..., sweet..., nice..., considerate." House said.
"Yes." Cameron whispered.
House placed the plates on the table and poured some soda into each glass. He learned that Cameron liked soda, so that was what they would drink. He then uncovered the dish to reveal Cameron's favorite.
"For me?" She asked.
"Yeah." House replied.
She looked down at the baked chicken and mushrooms, the mash-potatoes, rolls, and salad. "Thank-you House."
"You've kept up with me for the past few weeks, this is the least I could do."
"It's wonderful." She said while eating some of the chicken. "Your a good cook."
"Thanks, don't tell anyone though." House replied. "I don't want to be signed up for the bake sales for the hospital."
Cameron smiled while she once more dug into her dish.
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"Do you like me?" Cameron asked.
House thought. "The sun's going down. Look." He pointed to the setting sun.
"It's beautifal." Cameron whispered.
"Not any more beautifal than you." House whispered.
"So you do like me?" Cameron asked.
"Yeah." House replied.
"I knew it!" Cameron smiled. She walked over to him. "I love you."
"I love you too." House replied while kissing Cameron.
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House felt pain where the bullet had been, he gasped at the pain that was emerging through his arm. The last thing he remembered was the pain, before he fell into the realm of unconciousness on the couch, with the worried Cameron by his side...,
To be continued...,
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Okay, next is the last chapter..., Sorry for the sorta cliffe type thing..., I needed it for the next chapter..., so don't kill me 'till you read the next chapter, then you can tell me what you think.