'So this is it,' he thought as their eyes connected.
:Flashback 1 month:
"You will go. No ifs ands or buts about it, House. And you can bring the future Mrs. House along with you if you'd like. After all, she has to go too." Damn Cuddy. Damn freaking stupid wears her shirts to low Cuddy.
As he walked back down the hall to his office, he thought about it. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe he could get Cameron to wear some Playboy bunny outfit with fishnets or something…or maybe that leather ensemble she'd modeled for him the other day. He shivered as he remembered the little show she had put on for him. Hot damn, that had been a hell of a night.
He was brought out of his not-so-clean thoughts by the realization that he was at his office. He had figured Allison would be in the lab doing work for their newest patient, so he was initially headed there, but decided to glance in his office anyway. He was surprised to find her perched in his chair, reading glasses on, face flushed, twirling her engagement ring on her finger.
"I thought you'd be in the lab." He said as stared into her open window of a soul, trying to figure out what was so obviously bothering her. She, however, sensing his curiosity, saved him the trouble.
"She's making me go to the stupid Halloween costume party. Something about making a good impression on the people who pay for this hospital. Damn her."
He chuckled at her obvious distaste, and limped up beside her.
"Hey", he said as he laid a hand on her shoulder. "I thought I was the one in this relationship who was supposed to complain about Cuddy forcing things." She looked up at him, and he couldn't help but notice how cute she looked when she was irritated. He had of course noticed this before, because of the fact that she had been continually irritated at him most of the time between their first date and the night they finally put aside all of their tension and gave in to fate.
"Bull shit, I hate costume parties. And no, I am not going to go looking like some hoochey playmate, so don't even mention it, or you won't be getting lucky for the next week." 'Crap. I should've known she'd pull out her greatest weapon on me,' he thought.
He sighed, "Well, since we have to go, we might as well go together, right?" He looked at her from under hooded eyes.
She grinned with that mischievous glint in her eyes and said, "What, you mean like a date?"
He cracked a smile at her little quip and decided to play along, "Exactly. Even including the date part."
"Oh the agony you must feel to go to a party with your lovely fiancé." She got out of the chair and slipped her arms around his waste batting her eyelashes at him seductively.
"Shut up you idiot," he said as he put his hand behind her head to bring her mouth to his for a lasting kiss.
They heard a chuckle from the other side of the room, accompanied by a fake gagging sound.
"Please, it's bad enough that you're marrying that old gimp, but please…please spare me any further visuals of what that union must mean." Came the voice of Robert Chase from the other side of the room. The laughing had apparently been coming from Wilson who was standing in between Chase and Cuddy.
"Sorry, we didn't hear anyone come in." Allison said through her blush.
"How could you through all that smack noise House makes when he's kissing you?" Jimmy asked as he prepared to duck out of the way of the giant red and gray tennis ball being hurdled his way.
"Fuck you, Wilson." Came House's expected reply.
"I was under the impression that was Cameron's job." Wilson retorted, enjoying their usual easy banter.
"Shut up both of you. Watch it, Dr. Wilson, or you'll be going with Dr. House."
House cringed.
Cuddy gave them a pointed stare and said the two words that House loathed more than anything in the world: "Clinic now."
Crap again… wait, hold the phone… "Come along dear Cameron, we have to obey dear mother."
Cuddy apparently didn't sense anything out of the ordinary about his sarcastic remark, much to the gratitude of House. Allison looked up at him as they made their way down the corridor to the elevator, "I don't have clinic duty today. Why are you dragging me into this with you?"
"First of all," he said looking down at her pretty face, "For better or for worse might as well start now, and Clinic duty is definitely for worse. And second of all, I was thinking we could make good use of my clinic hours in exam room three."
And that is exactly what they did.
When they had finished christening the exam table, Cameron said in all seriousness, "I'm going to mean it when I say those words Greg, for better and for worse. Both of them, not just one."
He looked at her and allowed his features to soften, "I know."
:Later that week at the party:
"Cameron! I'm so glad you came! You look gorgeous. Let me guess, you're Bell from Beauty and the Beast, right?" Cuddy gushed as soon as Allison and Greg walked into the room.
Allison smiled, her fiancé on her arm and nodded.
By this time, Foreman and Chase had walked up to greet them, and Chase broke the silence by asking, "So what are you supposed to be, House?"
House looked at him in all seriousness and said simply, "Why, I'm the beast!"
A/N: More coming soon. I know it's cutting back and forth between the wedding, but that just makes it more interesting in my opinion, plus I'm just making this up as I go. Feedback ducklings!