Thanks soooo much for the reviews, they all made me smile (especially as I'm suffering from a bad case of the flu right now:( ) Sorry if this chapters stupid and pointless…

Chapter Summary: House and Cameron watch Scooby Doo and do two good deeds for each other.

CHAPTER 3

House walked down the corridor of Cameron's apartment complex like a baby panda who was taking its first steps. He was certain he wouldn't be able to make it through the day alive if he stayed at home and decided he could feed off Cameron's guilt for making him ill. As he approached the door he hesitated wondering if he would be waking her up from a nap. Wait, why do I even care? He grabbed his cane and began to make a continuous bashing sound against her door, being quite proud at the amplitude of noise he was making. Catching him by surprise, the door suddenly swung open revealing a dreary eyed Cameron.

"Did I wake you?" he asked, tilting his head to the side, smirking at how pissed off she looked.

"Erm, no I was just watching a movie actually. What are you doing here?"

"Well I've decided that I'm incapable of looking after myself so you are going to have to look after me like the mother hen you are…is that soup I smell?" He asked while rudely shoving her out of the way before she had a chance to slam the door in his face. Cameron turned to see House had plonked himself on her couch, with the blanket she had previously been using thrown over him.

"You were watching the Scooby Doo movie?" House asked eyebrows elevated in amusement as he stared at the TV. Typical Cameron. Cameron felt her cheeks flush slightly in embarrassment.

"Its Scooby Doo Two actually!" she replied. Oooh great comeback, that makes you sound so much cooler, she thought mentally slapping herself. "Well when you're sick your allowed to watch crappy movies, its what people do." She added in defence.

House nodded in acceptance and turned to face her howling "SCOOBYDOOBYDOOOOO!" Cameron let out a small giggle, shaking her head at his antics while taking a seat next to him.

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"This film is so bad, it's actually good!"

"See I told you it was worth watching" She replied, smirking at him. They were both sat on her couch, Cameron eating some Doritos and Housesipping his soup. They had a blanket thrown over their knees and were sitting quite close together, although House refused to think of it as snuggling. Cameron made an eeeww face when she saw House steal one of her chips and dip it in his soup.

"You're sick, you know that?"

"It's all part of my charm" He replied, waggling his eyebrows at her while stuffing some soup soaked Doritos into his mouth.

"Yeah sure, you woo the ladies with your disgusting eating habits"

"Will you shush yourself, I'm trying to watch the film!" House mock scolded

Cameron smiled and stared back at the TV. If someone had told her this time last week that she would be curled up on her coach with House, watching Scooby Doo, she would have sent them up to the Psych Ward!

An hour and a half into the movie, the evil Pterodactyl Ghost was taking over Coolsville. Don't look scared Allison; House is sitting right next to you! You can't look frightened at a PG movie; House would never let you live it down. Cameron sank down lower into her seat, raising the blanket so it slightly covered her face. It wasn't her fault, as a child her mum had never let her watch scary movies and she had constant nightmares about monsters under her bed. It was shameful to think at how fast this family movie was making her heart beat. Just then the "The 10,000 Volt Ghost" appeared on the screen. House seemed to be amused by the funny creature but it was too much for Cameron to handle, who let out a whimper and dunked her head in House's lap. Diving head first onto your boss, real smooth, she thought, too embarrassed to lift her head and face him.

"Ahem…If you wanted to get into my pants you just had to ask. I wouldn't have said no!" House sniggered. His fingers movedsome of her hair out of the way so he could see the side of her blushing face. "That is unless you were just scared by the movie…"

"I was not scared." she mumbled

"Then what the hell are you doing?"

Think fast, think fast! "You, errr smell nice?" O god.

"Yeah riiigghht…note to self, never show you The Exorcist" House mumbled under his breath, highly amused by the whole situation and a little turned on. She really needed to get her head off his lap soon or he was going to go crazy.

"Ha Ha." She said sarcastically, sitting upright. "So you've come to my House, virtually stolen my blanket, watched my TV and eaten my food. Is there anything else you need to do to annoy me or is it time for you to leave?"

"Can't"

"Why not?" She asked, slightly worried that he was planning to make her pay for the rest of her life.

"Wilson drove me, so we have to wait till he finishes work to pick me up."

Cameron let out a large sigh to purposely show her annoyance at the situation. "Fine then I'll drive you" she said while trying to lift herself off the seat.

"You're too sick; you'll end up delirious seeing chickens cross the road and crash into a lamp post or something."

Cameron, ignoring him, went to stand only to feel all the blood rush out her head. She collapsed back down onto the couch. I guess he'll have to stay. Oh well, he may be annoying but at least he's nice to look at. Cameron smirked to herself at the irony of her now thinking of House as a nice piece of lobby art.

"Fine you can stay."

"Goody! Now get me a hot water bottle, its friggin freezing!"

"Pssht" Cameron sneered

"What was that noise supposed to imply?" House asked rolling his eyes. Why can't women just do what their told!

"You're just so selfish! You come here wanting to be waited on hand and foot like you're a dying man. I'm sick too you know!" She yelled slightly, her head dropping in exhaustion. House studied her face momentarily, his body filled with a new emotion …guilt?

"Cameron…I'm gonna make you a deal, okay? So listen up because I don't do stuff like this often. I am willing to do two selfless acts for you, if you do two things for me. Deal?" He asked holding out his red, blistered hand.

"Deal" she stuttered, shaking his hand. From House this was quite a big deal, he never did anything for her (excluding the one Christmas present she got from him last year). She wasn't sure what his boundaries were so she thought she'd start off with something small.

"Okay, well my arms are slightly achy and my hairs a mess. Could you brush my hair for me?" she asked, hand pointing to the brush on the coffee table. Technically she could have managed to brush her own hair but the thought of House running his strong fingers over her scalp made butterflies in her tummy.

"Nope!" House replied simply. I' m not her hairdresser! "Only girls do those types ofthings with each other so you're going to have to ask someone else, like Wilson for example." Cameron stared at him with puppy dog eyes and stuck out her bottom lip, making a pouting face. House sighed and picked up the brush, quite shocked at how easily he had given into her. This woman has got me wrapped round her little finger…

"Turn around." He ordered. Cameron sat sideways on the couch, her back leaning into his chest slightly. House just hoped for dear life that Cuddy or Wilson weren't hiding somewhere with a camera ready. Cameron had to contain a sigh of pleasure as House's gently hands ran through her hair, sending tingling sensations over her scalp. It felt so nice that Cameron had to use all her energy not to just pin him down right there on the couch and have her wicked way with him.

"Darling you have so many split ends." House chirped in an eccentric hairdresser tone. "Oh my god, I've become you gal pal" He added in horror. Releasing Cameron's head from his hands he chirped "Me next! Me next!"

"I don't think you have enough hair left to brush" she smirked.

"Oh no you did not just say that girlfriend!" he said while wagging the brush at her face. "Anyway I didn't mean that. It's your turn to do something for me…" Cameron mentally prepared herself for his impending list of chores.

House thought about what he could ask her and then grinned to himself.

"My back's all itchy from these damn chicken pox's and I can't reach that wayso you're going to have to scratch my back for me."

"y-you want a back rub" she asked uncertainly. If he knew all the crazy thoughts running through her head he'd probably have belted it out the door.

"Not exactly, just a helpful scratch and don't start nagging me about how we're not supposed to rub these things because I don't give a noodle."

Cameron nodded innocently in agreement. Like hell she was going to turn down the chance to get her hands all over him.

Her jaw suddenly dropped when she looked up and realised House was yanking his T-shirt over his head, she had not expected that.

"Oh for Gods sake Cameron, close your mouth, you look like your watching porn!" House said, staring at her dazed expression. He propped his legs onto the arm of the couch so she was facing his back. Sure the blisters would have grossed a normal person out but Cameron was lapping it up. She placed her palms hesitantly onto his back and began to move her fingertips up and down.

"Ouch! Not so hard, you nails are like daggers!"

"Sorry" she sighed, her breath slightly heavy.

Cameron gently trailed her nails up and down his back. She'd probably never be in this position again so she was mentally took pictures in her head. As her hands began to move round around his sides towards to edge of his belly, House let out an audible groaning sound and arched his back. Cameron couldn't continue with the moans and grunts of pleasure he was making so she pulled her hands away slightly flustered.

"All done." She said and House reluctantly sat back up.

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Okay I know that chapter was slightly stupid and a bit ooc but please forgive me, I can't write properly when I'm sick. (And I know Scooby Doo isn't really scary but for some reason it freaked me out when I watched it today!) Hopefully the next chapter will be better if you guys want me to carry on. Please Review so I know people are still reading.

To come: House and Cameron say their next requests. House gets sneaky with a permanent marker and an ice cream fight…