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Author's Note…8 Reviews! Holy moly…reviewers are such pretty people! I didn't know there were so many Wilson/Cam shippers…I always thought they were one of the most compatible couples. Anyways, enjoy this chapter…please keep the reviews coming!

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Cameron rolled over under her covers and let out a sigh of contentment. Her eyes weren't even open and the reception on the radio was fuzzy, but she felt warm all over and in a generally gushy mood. She replayed the previous night's events in her mind and tingled.

Boy meets girl.

Boy likes girl.

Girl meets boy's friend.

Girl likes boy's friend.

Boy's friend rejects girl.

Other girl rejects boy.

Boy finally tells girl he like-likes her.

Girl realizes she has feelings for him too.

Girl's self-esteem is lowered significantly for taking months to notice the obvious.

At last, boy and girl go on successful date.

And they all lived happily ever after.

Cameron dreamily walked over to the bathroom, where she started to brush her teeth. She looked up in the mirror and noticed she was smiling. It would have been sweet if there wasn't a toothbrush coming out of her mouth and toothpaste everywhere. Nevertheless, Cameron didn't remember a time, any time, in her life where she had woken up smiling, let alone not even realized it.

And even as she got dressed, made herself some cereal, and drove to work, she dimly wondered in the back of her happy mind if she would ever be able to stop smiling.

But once she stepped into the hospital, all of that sugary happiness melted away into evil anxiety. What if he didn't have a good time? Don't be stupid, if he hadn't had a good time, why would he have asked you out again? Well, maybe he was just being polite. Or maybe he really did have a good time and wants to see you again. Well, you'll see him again soon, as you work together. Oh joy, here comes the object of your…affections? Nerves? General tangle of emotions that do not compliment each other in any way, shape or form?

Wilson felt the same way, although the war of his mind wasn't so complex. (She loves me. She loves me not. She loves me…) He was so wrapped up in his thoughts, and she in hers, that they didn't notice they were in the same elevator until they had reached the second floor.

"Oh! Hi Jiwilson!"

Wilson blinked. "Jiwilson?"

Cameron blushed. "I started to say Jimmy, but then I realized we were at work and…"

Wilson laughed. "Fine, you can call me Jiwilson but only if you let me call you Alermon."

"Alermon! Jiwilson is much better than Alermon!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yuh-huh!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Wow, we really is smart!"

Wilson laughed again. It was a very refreshing feeling. He shuffled his feet. "So, last night was fun."

Cameron's insides were jumping all over the place in excitement. "Yeah, I had a really good time."

Nobody said anything. Darn it! Said too much! Cameron broke the silence. "We should go out again sometime. I mean, only if you want to. You don't have too. I mean, if you just said it was fun to be polite than that's…" Gee, you really are some kind of relationship stupid.

"...incredibly cruel to lead you on like that" Wilson finished for her. "I did have a good time, and I would certainly like to go out again with you. That is, unless you went on that little rant just to be polite…" Cameron laughed.

"Ok, I honestly had a great time. I would honestly like to do it again."

"Me too. Honestly."

Cameron giggled. "This is the longest elevator ride I have ever taken."

"You noticed that too?"

"Oh yes. I'm very attentive. I think it's broken."

"Oh darn. Looks like we'll have to find something to do for another fifteen minutes."

"What a shame."

They both sat down. Wilson started a conversation he had been planning on avoiding for quite a long time. "So, what do you want to do? Here?"

Cameron slightly misinterpreted that. "Well, technically we've only been going out for two days, and I'm just not ready for that kind of…"

Wilson cracked up. "No, no, no. Here. At work."

Cameron blushed furiously. "Oh. Whoopsie. Yeah, I'm not sure. Maybe we should wait a little bit before telling everyone."

"That's what I was thinking. Except my version of a little bit is indefinitely."

Suddenly, the elevator lurched the doors cracked open. They stepped out. "So, nothing until further notice than?"

"Exactly."

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Foreman and Chase knew something was up with Cameron. She had been in a daze all day and was practically biting her lip to keep from smiling. Chase thought Cameron had simply gone off the deep end. Foreman didn't think it was so simple. The two stared at Cameron as she ran a few gels.

"I just think she's gone mad."

Foreman rolled his eyes. "We could just ask her, you know."

"Crazy as it seems…"

"I just have no idea what could make her so…giddy."

"Maybe the little voices in her head are telling her to be happy. What's the phrase…don't worry, be happy? Is that it?"

"You think Cameron's a hippie?"

"Heh. How funny would it be if she secretly was and her closet is chock full of tie-dye?"

"I don't see why you think extremist political ideals are so funny."

"Someone is a little sensitive today."

"That's usually her job."

Cameron rolled her eyes. "You know, I can hear you guys talking. Seriously, you're only fifteen feet away. Lower you voices!"

Chase blushed while Foreman called out an apology. Cameron returned with a sassy "no worries, mate." Foreman and Cameron shared a laugh at Chase's expense and for the rest of the day, proceeded to tease him. Cameron hoped that it distracted the two from her "giddiness."

It so didn't.

Author's Note…See? Fluff! Ok, that wasn't all fluff. Sorry it took so long getting this chapter up…I hope it was worth it. Sorry that was such a short chapter…I hope to have a longer one up soon. Until then, please review. Thanks!