Author's Note: Yeah! I'm glad you liked it Serendipity! Heres a shorter chapter because it's time for scheming and House becomes a little paranoid. I also needed more interaction with Foreman and Chase.

Wasted Time: Part 3

The next morning House entered Princeton Hospital with some small measure of worry. He half expected either Wilson to come out of nowhere and serenade him or for the whole hospital staff to look at him with knowing smiles. He so didn't want to see Cuddy and hear her remarks about him crooning old Eagles tunes. He would never live it down and it would give him enough incentive to get a hit put on both Wilson and Cameron. Maybe without those two in his life he could go on with peace and no more prying into his personal life.

Then he realized how boring life would be without his best friend and well...he wasn't really sure what Cameron was yet, but he wouldn't have much fun without those two around to torture. He could at least beat them with his cane for spilling this little secret to the staff.

But when he walked past the clinic and got on the elevator, House realized everyone had ignored him as usual. The staff had a policy to never get in his way or become a target for his sharp sarcasm years ago. And today it hadn't seemed to change in the least. For some reason this made House even more anxious. There were at least two people who Wilson and Cameron would have told.

House stormed into the diagnosis office like a limping tornado and alarmed the three younger members of his team. He turned to them, ready to bite off their snickering heads and stopped. Chase and Foreman were sitting at the table with two coffees between them and a plate full of danish's that made up their breakfast, while Cameron was busy refilling her own cup at the coffee pot. They were staring at him expectantly without a hint of a grin or mockery.

'What the hell?'

A coffee cup was held out in front of House's face and he looked to see it was an extension of Allison Cameron's arm. House had a faint flash back to last night with the coffee and Cameron knew it. She gave him a conspirative smirk that the other two didn't see. House glared and took the cup. She was going to hold this over his head.

"So what do we have today?" he asked, trying to ignore Cameron though it was truly difficult with that glint in her eyes that the others were totally oblivious to. On the outside she was all business and indifference, explaining along with Foreman and Chase about the progress of their patient.

House did find Chase's bloodshot eyes amusing though, the Aussie was gently nursing his coffee and trying his hardest to stay awake. House decided if he needed stress relief, then Chase was the best target to vent it on.

" So Chase tell me, is Miss Rowlands a ringer for Sleeping Beauty or what? I thought she looked very ravishing last night, I just hope you didn't take advantage of her while she slept."

The remark coupled with the fact that Miss Rowlands was eighty made Chase visibly cringe. The younger doctor glared at House through not so perfect hair and red eyes. Foreman and Cameron both coughed, trying to cover up their undignified laughter. But he managed to bite out a civil answer.

" Miss Rowlands was stable all night and didn't show any of her earlier symptoms." Chase said, rubbing his eyes so the words on his chart would stay put long enough for him to read them.

House studied him for another minute before coming to a fair decision.

" And how is she doing this morning, Foreman?"

Foreman looked over the morning stats on his own chart. " They support Chase's observation. Miss Rowlands is stable and fit to leave the hospital in the next few days."

House waited for a moment, and glanced at Cameron. She was here last night, but had left the blood work in his office, how would he explain that without bringing up a conversation he didn't want to have with the two men.

Suddenly Cameron made his day when she pulled out the blood work file from her bag.

" The blood work is the same, our treatment is working and with some close observation from her family she should be fine."

House nodded. " All right then, lets give her annoying relatives the good news. And when I mean 'we', I mean Foreman. I don't like those people."

Foreman scoffed. "You don't like anyone House."

" All the more reason they won't want to hear the news from me, now off you go." House punctuated the comment with his cane pointed toward the door.

Foreman just smirked and shook his head as he went to the door. Everyone else got up as well. House got to the door first and brushed past Chase while forcing the man out the door at the same time. Chase turned to the man accusingly, like House had killed his puppy.

" Go home Chase, get some sleep. Your no good to me dead on you feet." House said seriously. Then he cocked his head to the side as if thinking. "All though your pretty useless wide awake too."

Chase snorted, taking the insult as House's own twisted way of being concerned for his employee's. Never look a gift horse in the mouth. That was what House's team thought when it came to odd moments like this around their boss. So Chase headed home without thinking about it.

House on the other hand immediately turned to the diagnosis room where he had cleverly stopped Cameron from leaving by standing in the doorway. He turned to confront her just in time to see an empty room and the glass door into his office swing shut. He looked through the glass wall to see a flash of brown hair go past the glass wall outside his office and down the hall.

' Your good Cameron, but i'm da man when it comes to hide and seek in this hospital.' House thought with a smirk.

It was only a half second before House went after her with a casual limp.

Author's Note: Okay, I thought we needed some middle work. But now the chase is on. Okay, bad pun. I promise Wilson will be in the next chapter. There won't be anymore music until the fourth of fifth chapter though. So tell me what you all think.