Wow thanks for all the reviews again! They make me so happy! Sorry the last chapter was a bit ooc. Let just say they were delirious and I just wanted any excuse to get House's top off! I'm glad you all think it's funny and sorry about the rubbish grammar (I'm trying!).

CHAPTER 3

"Okay my turn." Cameron declared, as House pulled his T-shirt back over his head. Cameron hesitated about what she was going to ask, but she needed some answers. "All I want for you to do is answer a question for me"

"Fine."

"Do you… like me?"

"Oh come on Cameron, not this again please!" House sighed in frustration. Why does she always want me talking about my feelings!

"No House I don't mean it like that. I just want you to admit that we're friends!" She said grinning.

"Nope!"

"Why not? We've been hanging out all day, I am so your friend!"

"Why, you think very highly of yourself don't you?" House said, determined not to give in.

"Well fine, you can stay here and hang out by yourself till Wilson arrives then can't you?" She said teasing him. Its not like she wanted House to start proclaiming they were B.F.F's but she just wanted to know she was being appreciated and their relationship had progressed somewhat within the last 2 and a half years. When no reply came she sighed and rose from the couch.

"Don't make me say it." Cameron froze in her tracks and turned to face him, a smug smile forming on her face.

"Oh come on House, is it that hard to say you've made a new fwiend?" she said in a patronizing, baby voice. House cringed at the thought.

"I…I can stand you I guess." Cameron raised an eyebrow.

"Not good enough."

House sighed and shook his head, "Fine! You're my friend, you happy now!"

"Yup." She said, sitting back down.

"But you're no Wilson!" House added, just to make sure she didn't think they were suddenly best buddies.

"Well duh! And you're no…" Cameron tried to think of the first people that'd come into her mind "Chase or Foreman." She finished.

"Ooo I'm crushed!" Cameron giggled. "Now be a good friend on turn on the TV cause General Hospital is about to start.

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House watched the credits roll down the screen. He sighed and looked at his watch, 2 hours to waste until Wilson arrived. He turned to see why Cameron was being so quiet and found her fast asleep on the couch. Her head was rolled back and she was making a light snoring sound. House had to admit, she looked quite cute, fast asleep in her pj's. Great now what am I going to do for the next two hours! House thought. To say he was bored was an understatement. As he turned to look back at the TV, his field of vision was caught by a pot of pens on the coffee table. He turned to look at Cameron's drooling face and then back to the pot of pens. Oh yeah, I think I can think of some way to pass the time.

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Cameron felt a hand on her shoulder bring her back round to a conscious state. As she lifted her heavy eyelids she was greeted by House who had an odd grin plastered on his face.

"Err happy to see me?" She murmured.

"Hmm something like that." He replied under his breath. Cameron chose to ignore House's strange, happy mood, assuming the chicken pox had finally sent him delirious.

"Okay…" She said while sitting upright.

"Well, Wilson's going to arrive soon and I still have one more request…ice cream, and don't forget sprinkles!"

"I don't have any ice cream, sorry."

"Of coarse you do!"

"Why are you so sure?"

"Well you're a woman and you live alone. When the going gets tough, you ladies like to turn to your two best friends who I like to call Ben and Jerry. Now I know your inner fat child may be a bit defensive about parting with your source of comfort, but I'm in the mood for some sweet stuff so serve me up!" He explained while patting his belly.

Damn he's right…as usual. She reluctantly rose from her seat and went to get House and herself some of her secret stash. On stressful days after work she would always love to come home and eat some Ben and Jerry's while watching a movie, or drink some wine while reading a book. Those little pleasures helped her get through life, especially when working with such a crabby boss like House. As she bent down to get some spoons out the draw she caught her reflection in the metallic toaster.

"What the …" She murmured as picked up the toaster to get a closer look of herself. "HHHOOOUUUUSSSEE!"

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House sat on the couch, twiddling his fingers when he heard the crazy screams of his name. Ooo she's finally noticed. This is gonna be good, she sounds pissed!

"Yes honey?" he replied as innocently as possible. Cameron marched back into the front room and placed the ice cream bowls on the table; her face was scrunched together in annoyance.

"YOU DREW A MOUSTACHE ON MY FACE?" House just sat there tight lipped trying to withhold his composure and not burst out laughing as he stared back at her angry face. When he didn't say anything she continued. "…IN BLACK PERMENANT MARKER!...oh for Gods sake House say something?" she demanded.

"Yes sir…sorry, I mean mam." Cameron rolled her eyes. "You see I didn't know whether to go for the Hitler look or the curly French look, so I kind of let my artistic talents take over and did both." He said while admiring his work.

Cameron didn't know how to respond but what she did know was that she wanted to wipe that smug grin off of his face. The next thing House new she had reached over and dumped the bowl of ice cream she had made onto his head, taking her time to twist the bowl so the chocolate ice cream rubbed in nicely.

"S-s-hit! That's freezing!" He stuttered grabbing the bowl off his head. His hair stuck down to his scalp and his face was dripping in brown goo, large lumps falling off the end of his cheeks and chin and landing on the blanket. The sight caused Cameron to burst out into fits of laughter. Growling, House lunged forward and pinned her down against her end of the couch. One of his arms searched frantically against the coffee table for the remaining bowl. Figuring out what House was about to do Cameron tried to escape under his grasp but his weight was too much.

"No, no, no…I'm…sorry…don't do…it, get off!" She screamed.

House pretended to think about her request before saying "Err Nope!"

He picked up some of the melting ice cream in his hand and pushed it against her face, his smearing hand actions muffling her screams.

The next thing they knew, they were both flinging and smearing the ice cream at each other, hands in a frantic, slapping battle. Cameron was laughing the whole time and even House was unable to contain himself, laughing along with her. All the pain and misery he had been feeling over the past few months momentarily subsided due to their silly antics. He hadn't genuinely laughed like this in ages.

Finally they stopped to catch their breath. He saw her eyes lock on his and he was unable to look away from her gooey, grinning face. House felt his body moving forward before he had a chance to process what he was doing. Cameron, who was still out of breath, widened her eyes as she realised House was getting closer and closer. The next thing she felt was the brush of House's freezing cold lips against hers. She barely felt them before they were lifted away. She looked up into his eyes, which where almost questioning her to whether he could continue. The room had suddenly grown hot as she lifted her hands to the back of his neck and push him forward once again so her lips could slowly caress his. He tasted of chocolate fudge Sunday and sprinkles. They both breathed heavily against each other, feeling like the tension between them over the years was being released in this one mind blowing kiss. She felt his tongue lightly run against her bottom lip causing her to let out a moan.

Finally House moved away, realisation of what he was doing beginning to kick in.

"Why'd you do that?" she asked in a husky whisper as she gazed up at him. After a moment he replied.

"I've never kissed a man before, wanted to know what it felt like." His hand went up to scratch his face as he found the combination of sticky ice cream and chicken pox to be an irritating one. Cameron did the same mirroring his actions. Cameron was about to speak when she was interrupted by a knock at the door. Wilson.

House grinned awkwardly and reluctantly went to lift himself off her, retrieving his cane to walk to the door.

"Greggy-poo I'm here to pick you up from your play date-" Wilson's teasing voice was cut off by the image of a messy House and Cameron answering the door. Their hair styles were all over the place and both their faces were covered in brown smudges along with colourful sprinkles hanging off them in random places. The state of their stained clothes would have led Wilson to believe a crazy baby had been let loose in the apartment.

Responding to Wilson's shocked expression House yelped, "She poured ice cream on my head!" while pointing to the girl in question.

"He started it!" Cameron whined, crossing her arms over her chest while glaring at House.

"Can I not leave you two alone without a supervisor?" Wilson asked smirking.

"I guess not" House replied. As he began to walk out the door he added over his shoulder to Cameron "We shall meet again!"

"Don't make my car seat all sticky." Wilson yelled to House's retreating form.

"I won't MUM" he heard House shout back. Wilson turned his attention back to Cameron still standing at the doorway.

"Wilson..?" Cameron asked wondering why he wasn't following House and was just staring at her.

"Hey, Cam when'd you grow a moustache?" He finally asked grinning.

Bang was all he heard in response as the door shut in his face. I have a feeling House was behind that. He grinned to himself while shaking his head and walking back to the car.

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Kay sorry that chapter took a bit longer. Long explanation short, my computer sucks. I hope that makes sense and wasn't as ooc as the last chapter. I was thinking of ending the story there but I don't know. Writing fics is harder then I thought (much credit to all you fan fic writers!). There will probably be another chapter. I just have to think of some new ideas. Please R and R :D