Disclaimer: I hate saying this, because it means it's true, but House doesn't belong to me.

Author's Note: Okay, here's Wilson. But I don't write him very well so he won't be in this very long. Sorry, I love Wilson too much to make him any worse then I already have.

bmvalenc: I'm glad you like the way i've set this up. I believe i'm taking a few liberties with this chapter with some building contruction but I still hope you like it.

Steph:grins: Thanks, happy to make you laugh.

SimpleNClean92: Oh, he'll catch her. But it won't go as he planned it.

Wasted Time: Part 4

Cameron knew that House would be coming for her after the Houdini bit she'd just pulled. But she didn't know it would be this hard to avoid him. Sometimes she had to backtrack to get away from House who was now prowling the hospital in search of her. With no new cases after treating Mrs. Rowlands, House had all day to search for her. Bad news for Cameron.

At one unpleasant moment she had to duck into Cuddy's office, the dean of medicine had given the younger doctor a weird look and then asked her to cover a few of House's clinic hours. This hadn't put Cameron in the best of moods.

House better appreciate what i'm setting up for him or i'm going to crack his cane over his head.

Cameron finally made it back up to the floor where the diagnostics team and Wilson had their offices. She made sure the coast was clear and ducked into Wilson's office where the oncologist had the things she asked him to get.

House watched her from across the hall in an office that separated the diagnostic and cancer offices. The previous doctor had been all too happy to vacate the office for House's viewing pleasure. Sure that Cameron wouldn't see him from in the office, House walked up as silently as he could to James Wilson's office door which had been carelessly left halfway open. House was bound and determined to find out what Cameron was up to no matter what.

" You do know i'm going to die for doing this right?"

House's eyebrows shot up with interest. He leaned over just enough to see in the door as Wilson handed a filled plastic bag and a small manilla envelope over to Cameron.

" And you can't possibly tell me that you've never broken into House's apartment before." Cameron said with a look of disbelief.

Wilson shook his head. " It's not what I stole that's going to have House on my case, it's who i'm stealing for," he protested.

House heard Cameron give a small laugh. " I'll tell him that I held you at gun point. So don't worry."

Cameron saw the disbelieving look Wilson gave her and she almost laughed again. James Wilson wasn't exactly frightened of his friend, more like extremely weary.

" Famous last words." They both shared a smile and then Wilson had to bring reality into her plan. " These are really expensive, do you really think he'll accept these?"

Cameron stared at the things Wilson had managed to acquire for her, she returned a weaker smile then his. " Oh, he'd accept them. I just don't know if he'll accept my conditions for having them."

House was even more confused by what Cameron was doing now then he was last night. All he knew was that Cameron now had something that belongs to him. He heard the scrape of chairs as the two doctors got up to leave and decided he should be scarce as well. He could deal with Wilson later. Cameron first.

Cameron hadn't seen House for the rest of the day and that bothered her. It was the end of her shift and she had stashed the plastic bag and envelope in her locker for safe keeping. She had finished changing into her street clothes and pulled her hair back into a loose ponytail when her locker door was slammed shut so hard it resounded throughout the empty locker room. Her eyes snapped up with alarm to see House with his cane being the obvious source of the locker door shutting by itself.

Inside Cameron panicked, on the outside she calmly looked back down at her sneaker as she finished tying the laces.

" What do you want Dr. House?"

"Ooh, she's all flirtatious this morning but now, hello ice queen." House said with a smirk.

" And since when did breaking and entering become part of your job instead of Foreman's?" He asked and watched her panic on the outside this time. But the reaction he had expected never came.

Cameron stood up and opened her locker again, going to grab her duffel bag which had the guilty evidence. " I didn't break into anything House," she said.

The locker again slammed shut, this time nearly taking off her hand. Cameron turned to him and was about to scream about amputating one of his own doctors hands but House cut her off.

" No, but you did get my best friend to break into my place. Now why would you do that Allison, it's not really like you." House said, getting a little too close for Cameron to think clearly. She knew he was using her first name to throw her off but she wouldn't let him get his way.

" I don't know Greg, and my answer isn't going to change until I think your ready to know. So good night!" she snapped and left, hoping to god that House wouldn't go through her locker. She could come back for her bag later that night. But right now she couldn't believe that she'd just told off House.

House was a bit dumbstruck as he watched Cameron walk away the second time that day. A little too stunned to stop her.

Cameron returned to the hospital hours later after House had left as well. She knew Foreman was on duty tonight, so she put on what had been in the plastic bag and went on to play out her plan.

Author's Note: I know, this is short and kind of less then great. But I need to get this part out of the way and you'll all find out about what Cameron has been doing all this time in the next time. Sorry for even more waiting, I hope I didn't lose any of you with this one.