Secrecy

Summary: Secrets don't stay secrets for long. At least, not around Dr. Gregory House. Wilson.Cameron with some House.Cuddy.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters.

;Chapter 9;

Cuddy was walking up to House's office, where she had heard he left to after he completed some of his clinic duty. She could do this. It shouldn't be that hard. It shouldn't have started in the first place.

The one thing she kept asking herself was: how obvious was it? If Stacy could tell, could other people?

She opened the door and walked into House's office. "House, we need to talk."

"By the tone of your voice, something tells me I'm not going to like this." House was looking over the test results for Frannie. He closed the folder and tossed it onto his desk. "I know Stacy's back. And things aren't changing because she's divorcing her husband and wants me back. If you want things to change, then fine, leave. I'll understand. But if you want to keep things the way they are, stay."

"I don't know what to say. I thought you loved Stacy." Lisa replied softly.

"I did. Things change."

"So quickly?"

House limped over toward her, brushing a piece of her hair out of her face. "You're turning me into a softie, woman, now get out."

Lisa laughed and nodded. "I get it. Too soon for what this conversation is leading to. Did you get my note?"

"You gave it to me. I would assume I received it."

Cuddy smirked and rolled her eyes. "Always with the smart ass comments."

"Speaking of asses," House tapped hers with his cane. "I'd like to see that one leaving my office now."

Cuddy shot him an amused look and left, shaking her head and mumbling something about her taste in men.

"Talking to yourself is bad for you!" House called out to her, smiling and sitting down behind his desk.

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Foreman, Chase, Wilson and House were working late the next night. Frannie had taken a serious turn for the worse, and the doctors were running out of time to find out what was wrong with her.

"None of this makes sense!" Chase exclaimed, slamming the folder shut and rubbing his eyes.

"I know." House whispered. "But we need to find out what's wrong with her."

"Why?" Foreman asked, his voice laced with annoyance and fatigue.

"Because I told Cuddy we would!" House yelled, his temper flaring and patience running on low.

"Can we all just calm down, please?" Wilson asked, reaching into his pocket for the bottle of aspirin he kept there.

"Hand some of that over here." Foreman mumbled, holding out his hand.

"I hope a doctor prescribed those." A familiar female doctor's voice said from the doorway.

"Cameron!" Foreman exclaimed, getting out of his chair and giving her a hug.

"Boy, have we missed you." Chase greeted, giving her a hug as well.

House smiled, glad to see her, and walked toward her. "Good to have you back." He held out his hand.

Cameron looked at his hand and smirked. "Shaking hands? Come on, House." She gave him a hug, which took him by surprise.

He patted her back softly. "Will you say hi to Wilson now? He looks like he's about to keel over."

Cameron laughed a bit and let go of House, walking toward her boyfriend. "You were right. Sebastian made a pass at me. I slapped him and left this morning."

"That bastard." Wilson spat, walking over to her and rubbing her arms. "I'm just glad you're back and safe." He looked up at the other three doctors. "I'd like to kiss my girlfriend, if you don't mind."

House groaned and covered his eyes. Foreman and Chase shared a look and then followed House.

Wilson laughed and motioned toward them. Cameron turned around and bit on her lip to keep from laughing out loud. She held up a finger, pulled a camera out of her bag and took a picture.

"Cameron." House said, eyes still covered. "Did you just do what I think you just did?"

Allison couldn't help but giggle. "Yes."

"Now I have to kill you."

A shrill laugh and squeal could be heard in the hallway as House chased Cameron around, trying to get the camera.

"Face it old man! I'm much faster than you!" The young female doctor shouted over her shoulder.

House was trying to limp as fast as he could. "Wilson, if you know what's good for you, you'll get that camera and erase that picture!" He yelled at his best friend.

Wilson laughed and stood there with Foreman and Chase. "Think I should do something?"

Chase and Foreman looked at each other, and then shook their heads. "Nah."