"Rules of Engagement"

Chapter Five: Impossible

Author's Note: This is a long chapter, hope you enjoy. The whole Ebonics thing is a little cheesy, but I felt like adding it :) I have to get in theswing of calling them by there first names, because once their married it would be ultra confusing calling them both House. My beta is on vaca., and so willI be in a couple of days. I will be back sometime next week so don't fret if I don't update.

He hit his cane against his head repeatedly. It made a small, but noticeable noise. Cameron just kept flipping through her issue of Vogue. By the time she reached the Index, she couldn't help but be heavily annoyed.

"Greg can you stop?"

"I'm bored. Plane rides aren't exactly fun."

"Find something you can preoccupy yourself with."

"Like you," he leaned in and gave her a kiss.Cameron reluctantly deepened it. She ended it as soon as she noticed the stares from the other passengers.

"It's only a three hour flight, try to handle yourself. Watch the in-flight movie."

"No, it's some sappy love story."

"Face it, our life is a sappy love story" she laughed

"Yet, but it's filled with tons of sex and the occasional drugs" he popped a Vicodin in his mouth and swallowed it. "Which makes it awesome. Now, only there was Rock N' Roll, then we'd hit the trifecta."

"You're quite the character."

"I wonder what your family is going to think of me."

"They are going to love you, trust me. Just be yourself" she paused. "Of course, I would appreciate you holding back your sarcastic comments, if that is possible. Take my advice: think before you open that big mouth of yours."

"I'll do my best. No promises" he winked. "I am just wondering, but what is off limits?"

"Off limits? Well, use your own judgment. Don't say that we have earth shattering sex every night or some other inappropriate statement like that."

"Are you saying we don't have earth shattering sex?"

She laughed, "All I am saying is that my dad, in particular, wouldn't take very kindly to that."

"Please tell me he doesn't think your a virgin."

"He doesn't. Just you know how Dads are."

"Ok so no crude comments on my part. The same goes for you though. Everyone knows you have such a naughty mind" he shook his head side to side.

"Uh, huh. Sure," she said sarcastically, then she changed the subject "Well, we have about three hours to burn."

"Don't tell me, wedding planning" he moaned.

"We have to talk about a few things."

"How did I know?"

"First of all, my name."

"Allison, it's very pretty" he smiled

"You know what I meant. I was thinking it over, and I decided that I want to change my last name to House but-"

"-that would cause extreme confusion at the hospital."

"Two Dr.Houses in the same department, working on the same patients would be very confusing."

"When we are married, you can change your last name or you can keep maidan name to make things easier. What ever you want will be fine."

"But I want to be a House" she reached out and held his hand.

"You will always be a House" he smiled.

"I can be Dr. Cameron-House, but outside of work, I just want to be Dr. House."

"That works. You understand by taking that title, you get quite a reputation. I could say it's a good reputation, but..."

"You would be kidding yourself."

"Hey, that's not very nice."

"You have been actingultra sensitive lately."

"Because you have been ultra mean" he pouted

"Well I'm sorry." She ran her fingers through his hair.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I am fixing your hair, it's sticking up."

"I like it that way" he shook his head like a wet dog.

"You can be impossible sometimes."

"And so can you, your always insisting that we have to talk."

"Because we have to. We're getting married in six months, in case you forgot, you knuckle head."

"Maybe we should hire a wedding planner."

"You don't have faith thatwe can handle it on our own, do you?"

"I have faith that you're going to start stressing out."

"I won't. I think your the one who is going to start stressing" she laughed. "If it makes you feel better, we'll look into it when we get home."

"Good." He opened his carrying on bag, and took out his iPod.

"We're not done talking yet, mister. We have to talk about the honeymoon."

He grinned. "Now that's a topic I want to discuss. Maybe we can try new positions or we can do something different, not exactly freaky, unless you want to of course."

She rolled her eyes. Cameron was embarrassed for him and his perverted mind. "Where are we going to go?"

"Motel Six?"

"No, be serious right now" she said in a frustrated tone.

"Where ever your little heart desires."

"We could go to the Bahamas or the Caribbean but that's-"

"-too traditional" he said. It was scary, but he was starting to finish her sentences.

"That's why I have been thinking about Paris or London."

"Paris semble bon."

"You speak French?"

"I also speak Spanish,English, and Ebonics. I am only fluent in English though."

"You need to know Ebonics because?" She laughed.

"You can't imagine how many how many 'patients who talk slang in da clinic. Sometime I can't even dig' it' "

She broke out into hysterical laughter for a solid five minutes. A flight attendant had to come over and ask her to be a little more quiet. That's what happens when you hang around House to long. You end up in trouble. She didn't mind though.

"Mommy, can we go down the block?" asked Kim.

"Your Aunt Ally will be here soon, don't you want to see her first?" said Trish.

"I am so bored. The neighbors are having a kickball game. Can't we justgo play?" snapped Cindy.

"We'll catch Aunt Ally later" said Kim sweetly.

"You're at your grandparents house with family and you want to go play kickball?"

"That's what I said" Emily snapped again.

"Don't have an attitude with me young lady." Trishsaid. Then she let out a sigh."Alright, only for twenty minutes. Don't get dirty."

"Nice!" The two blonde haired children said in unison. Trish grumbled as she placed all the plates on the table. She glanced into the den: her husband Clyde, his father Bill, and her sister-in-law's husband Jake all were watching the football game. Jake didn't seem very into it, but the other two had their eyes glued to the screen. The final play of the game had ended. They didn't seem very happy with the outcome. Reluctantly she returned to the kitchenwhere she helped her mother-in-law and her sister-in-law.

"Rebecca you met him, what is he like?" Emily asked.

"He has quite the sharp toung, but he is incredibly smart. Quite the reputation as a doctor may I add." Rebecca said as she tossed the salad. "Don't let that fool you though, I can tell that he really cares about her."

"According to Clyde, he beat the crap out of a guy half his age who was hitting on Ally at a party." Trish said.

"Not bad for a guy who walks with a cane" Emily laughed. "As long as she is finally happy."

"She isn't happy, she is ecstatic and maybe even obsessed with him. All she does is talk about him. I for one, would like to have a conversation with her which isn't about him." Rebecca complained.

"The point is, she is happy."Emily reminded them.

She helped him up the stairs. Once every step was conquered and they reached the top, he popped a pill of Vicodin.

"Do you think they like apple pie?" House asked holding the pie in one hand and hiscane in the another.

"It doesn't matter, you're going to eat it all anyway." She rang the door bell eagerly.

"That's true." They stood their on the porch for a few minutes. "Is your family deaf?"

"They just might be. Well, we can't just barge in."

"Oh, yes we can." He tried to open the door but it was locked. She just smiled. House didn't seem nervous, but she could tell he was inside. Hell, she was nervous herself. Not because she didn't trust him, but something could always go wrong. She would be lying if she told herself that she didn't care what her family thought. But she cared about what House though more. What comforted her was the fact that whatever happened, she would still love him. It was impossible for her not to.

House just watched as out of no where, a tiny blonde child ran up the stairs and gave his fiancé a hug. He wasn't as a horrified as he was confused.

"Ally I missed you so much!" The little child cooed.

Cameron bent down. "You've been a good girl right?" The little girl nodded. "Good, meet my fiancé Greg. You can call him Uncle Greg. Greg this is Kim, one of Clyde's daughters."

The little girl turned and looked at him with a smile on her face. "Do you have candy?"

"Am I supposed to?"

"You have a cane. Willy Wonka has a cane and he makes candy."

House and Cameron both laughed. "I am sorry, but I am very, very different from Willy Wonka. Disappointing huh?" He said.

"What do you do?"

"I'm a doctor. I cure the sick."

"Well, I have a cold-" she sniffled.

"-and I have a cane, now that we're all introduced, do you know how we can get inside?"

"The door is broken, you can't get in unless someone opens it up from the inside. The doorbell doesn't work either, so you have to knock."

House knocked on the door and gave Cameron a look. "I knew that all along" she mumbled in response.

When Emily opened the door she flashed a smile and hugged her daughter. To House's horror she hugged him to. It wasn't that he didn't like her, it's just that he didn't like hugs. Unless they came fromCameron of course.

"I am so glad you guys were able to come. Come inside, it's chilly out there." Emily said

"We've brought pie" Greg said happily.

"Picked it up on the way here." Allison said.

"Aww, Thank you. We are going to eat as soon as I find my grandchildren. Oh, I found one. Kim, where is your sister?"

"She's still playing, but she is coming" Kim said.

"Go wash your hands." She took the pie from House and led them into the dining room where they met the rest of the family. More awkward hugs were exchanged much to House's dismay. Now I know why she is so touchy-feely. Cameron introduced him to everybody.They took a seat at the table. Once Cindy entered the room the food was served. Cindy was a pretty girl, but not very friendly. She just sat down with an annoyed look on her face. Cameron just smiled at her. The dinner was well underway. The engaged couple held hands under the table.

"You two work together right?" Her father asked.

"Yes, in diagnostics. For about two years now" Greg said.

"And when is the wedding?" Emily said as she sipped her glass of wine.

"May 20th. We're planning on getting married at the Hillcrest. It's like a country club. It has a hall and a nice sized ballroom." Allison said rather proudly. Greg just nodded.

"Greg tell us more about yourself." Clyde said.

"Well, I'm a doctor and I am engaged to this lovely lady next to me."

"Other then the obvious." Clyde said in a stern voice.

"Of course. I walk with a cane, now that's obvious." He look around the table. All eyes were on him. Except for Jake's, he seemed rather intimidated around House. He probably scared the shit out of him when they went out to dinner orJake had heard about all his mishaps with patients at the hospital during his campaign. Who knows? "I Had an infraction in thigh muscle that was misdiagnosed, leaving me with a limp and chronic pain. But that's ok because I am on pain pills. I'm not addicted to them or anything like that. Alright, I am, but it's not a problem. Trust me. I like baseball and really loud rock music. Occasionally jazz. Am I ranting?"

Everybody at the table shook their heads side to side. Even Kim, who didn't know what he was talking about. He was indeed ranting a bit, but no one cared. The rest of the dinner they talked about everything from the wedding to the Yankees, which House was glad to hear no one at the table actually liked. He was on his best behavior, but couldn't help but spit out a few sarcastic comments. It was impossible for him not to. After dessert, Cameron began to collect the dishes.

"You want any help?" Greg asked.

"No, it's ok sweetie" she said smiling.

"Anyone want to join me in the parlor for coffee?" Emily asked as she handed her husband a cup of coffee.

Greg nodded. Even though he didn't necessarily want to, he followed his fiancé's parents into the room. He was hoping the rest of the gang would join, but that didn't happen. House was going to be alone in a room with them; it didn't take a genius to realize one of those 'talks' was going to happen.

"Just so you know" he said hesitantly "I have full intentions to take good care of your daughter. I love her." House wasn't usually open like this, but he needed to tell them. Even though it made him extremely uncomfortable. He knew how much their approval meant to Cameron. He didn't give a damn what they thought, but that's House for you.

"Your a good guy. Defiantly different then most men she has dated. But different is good." Emily said.

"That's why you have our support." Bill said, getting right to the point.

"Thank you." House said. Before things could get any more awkward, Kim came into the room and sat right next to her new uncle. Thus, their conversation abruptly ended. He was beginning to like the kid.

"Can I play with your cane?" She asked.

"Knock yourself out" he handed it to her with caution. "Not literally of course."

She spun the can around and around in her hand. It began to pick up speed. Just as the rest of the family entered the room, the cane went flying in the air. If Jake didn't duck, he would of been decapitated. Now that sleezy politician was defiantly afraid of House.

"Kim!" Trish yelled.

"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't let children play with canes. Or anyone for that matter. They can be very dangerous" He limped across the room and picked up his cane. Then House looked Jake straight in the eye.

"Dr.House.."

"I was thinking about voting for you. But it wouldn't of mattered, you lost by a landslide. Such a shame." He snickered. Oh, how he loved making people squirm. He back walked across the room to Cameron who wrapped her arms around him. "Be nice" she whispered in his ear.

"It's getting late" Rebecca said yawning. "We should get going back to the hotel."

"We should get going too." Allison said, letting go of him. Twenty minutes and a bunch of awkward hugs later, they were out the door.Emily and Billescorted them out to their rented car.

"How long are you two lovebirds staying?" She asked.

"Our flight leaves Saturday night." House said as he got into the car.

"Alright, well tomorrow I have to take Cindy and Kim to the zoo. I can guarantee you two don't want to go, so we can catch up Saturday. Maybe go out to lunch."

"Sounds good. Thanks so much Mom for everything." Cameron said and gave her Mom one last hug for the night.

"No problem. It was good to meet you Greg. You two be good now."

"It was nice meeting you too." House said in a stern yet quiet voice. As soon as Cameron got in the car and buckled up, House sped off down the road. She couldn't resist but give him a gentle peck on the cheek as he drove. If she told anyone at the hospital that he actually acted like a gentlemen (or close to one) they wouldn't believe her. Even if she told them that he acted like a decent human being no one would believe her. They would say that it's impossible. But they didn't know the real Gregory House, that Cameron was convinced that she knew. He did actually did care about people. Though he wouldn't admit it anytime soon.

"They loved you like I said they would" she said rather proudly.

"Who wouldn't love me? I am just one big ball of fun!"

"I thought it went rather well."

"Better than my Mother's Christmas Eve party is going to go."

"Stop that. Your not going to slither your way out of it no matter how hard you try."

"I have my ways Allison Cameron, I have my ways."

"And so do I" she laughed. "I am very proud of you."

"Thanks. Am I going to get rewarded for my good behavior?"

"Well when we get back to the hotel-"

"-you'll forcefully drag me into the room and have your way with me?" He said before she could finish her sentence.

She sighed. Then man needed to think about something else other than sex. "Actually since they upgraded us (because they apparently over booked the rooms), I was thinking we can take full advantage of the hot tub."

"I would love to, but I don't have a bathing suit."

"Just slip on the pair of shorts I packed for you." He scrunch ed up his face in reply.

"Come on, it will be fun. It will make me ever so happy."

He just gave her a quick glance. Out of the corner of her eyes he could see she was making the classic 'puppy dog' face. Something was kept telling House not to say anything and keep driving, but it was impossible to say no.

"Fine" he mumbled. A huge grin shot across her face. When they reached the hotel she was as happy as a clam. She slipped out of her clothes and into a simple black bikini. When she came out of the bathroom he whistled. Much to her dismay he was still in his clothes, just lying on the bed.

"Get dressed. You promised" she said.

"I didn't promise anything. I can't find my shorts anyway" he said

"You little lier" she stomped over to his suitcase. After exactly ten seconds of searching she found the shorts and threw them at him. Then she took off the cover, turned the tub on, and got in. Without much protest he got dressed. Before he joined her, he grabbed a bottle of white wine from the mini fridge and a couple of glasses. When he came over she helped him carefully get in. He put his arm around her and pulled her close. They happily enjoyed the wine and each other's company.

"When I was a little girl-"

"-oh boy, story time!" he said rather sarcastically.

"We would always used to say what we are thankful for on Thanksgiving." There was a long pause.

"And what may I ask are you thankful for?"

"You" before she could say anything else they were locked in a deep kiss. "It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow." -Robert H. Goddard