Chapter 4

House saw Cameron's eyes widen as she look up at him. She quickly sat up and covered herself with the blanket. House smirked at Cameron.

"What the hell are you grinning at, House? Are you happy that you took advantage of me when I was drunk?" When Cameron said that, House's shoulders shook with laughter.

"I didn't take advantage of poor Cameron. Look down at your body," House pointed to her. She slowly looked down and she saw that the clothes that she was wearing last night was still on her body instead of on the floor. She looked back up at House. "Unless you think that I had sex with you then dress you, I did not sleep with you. Let me repeat, I did not sleep with you." House enunciated the last sentence slowly so she could hear him.

"If we didn't…why were you sleeping in my bed?" Cameron demanded.

"I wanted to go but you grabbed my arm and wouldn't let go. I tried to pull it away, but as you can see, it didn't work. Your unconscious mind is very strong," he said, rubbing his arm for emphasis.

Cameron still looked at him skeptically. House reached over for his Vicodin pills but picked up Cameron's bra instead.

"You know when I first saw this this morning, I thought that something did happen but it didn't," House said as he waved her bra in front of her face. Cameron's face reddened and tried to snatch it away but House held it high above his head and continued. "I was disappointed when I realized that nothing happened," he smirked, winking at her before getting out of bed. He tossed the item back at her. He put his shoes on before walking out of her bedroom.

"Have a good hangover," House said before he left.

When House got home, he saw that his answering machine had 2 messages, both from Wilson.

The first one said, "House, are you there? I want to know how the hell you managed to carry Cameron up two flights of stairs with a bad leg. You're not answering you phone so I suppose you're spending the night at her place. I want details later."

Wilson's second message was teasing House. "You are either supporting a hangover or you are actually over at Cameron's house. If it's the latter, be sure to "wrap your present." Ha ha ha ha."

House frowned at his friend's assumption. 'Why does everybody think I like her? I'm attracted to her. What fully functional male would not be?' He shook his head, then made his way to his bedroom.

Cameron was staring dumbfounded at the door where House had previously stood. She was confused as to why he didn't leave. His excuse was that she grabbed his arm and wouldn't let go so he had to spend the night. 'That excuse was full of crap. He could've woke me up so I could let go. I doubt that my grip is that strong when I'm sleeping. I hope I didn't kick his leg in my sleep. Or drool. Or said his name'

Sighing, she stood up and headed for the bathroom. She needed a hot shower to clear her head. As drops of hot water pour down on her head, her tension relaxed. Her back muscles loosened up as did her mind. She didn't want to think of House anymore so she cleared her mind and tried to think to what happened last night at the bar.

As she reminisced, she felt her hangover coming back. It was dull, throbbing pain that was slowly being eased away by the now cool water of the shower. She got out of the shower and looked in the mirror and she dried her hair. She saw the dark bags under her eyes. Her face was paler than usual but she suspected that it was from the hangover.

Her headache returned so she decided to sleep some more. When she returned to the bed, she saw that House had forgotten his bottle of Vicodin on her nightstand.

Cameron woke up to the sound of knocking on her front door. Sighing tiredly, she got up from the bed and made her way to the front door. If her mind was clearer, she would've realized that the knock sounded like wood knocking on wood. It was the same sound as the one on the night that House came asking her to come back.

Without checking her peephole, she opened the door. House was standing there holding a paper bag at his side. They both stared at each other, not sure what to do next.

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Author's Note: Most of chapter 1all the way to mostchapter 3 are flashbacks to the night before. The beginning ofchapter 1 and end of chapter 3 happens the next day. Just wanted to tell you in case people gets confused.