(There were so many nice reviews i thought i'd update very quickly for you guys!)

Thanks to all the reviewers for the support it means a lot! Okay well here comes the laser tag...

Thanks to my beta Danni – you rock!

Chapter 8

Fifteen minutes later, House was standing against the wall, gun held close against his chest, eyes nervously scanning around the living room. Currently he and Cameron were at even scores, sure she had the advantage of speed but she couldn't aim to save her life. House began to lower his gun down to his side and step further into the seemingly empty room, wondering where the hell she was. Suddenly out of no where a grinning Cameron jumped up from behind the couch, shooting her gun at him right on target. Damn! House thought, but he had a plan…

As Cameron ran past House, her body lightly pressed against his and the next thing she knew she was turning around to the sound of House yelping in pain. He was on the floor clutching his leg, while mumbling something under his breath. Cameron quickly scurried over, and knelt down beside him staring sympathetically at his clenched face.

"I'm so sorry are you okay?" she asked in urgency, her hand running up and down his arm reassuringly. Suddenly House's pained expression morphed into one of an evil smirk. Cameron was too nice for her own good. Raising his hand, the sound of House's beeping electrical gun filled the room as he shot continually at her crouching form. Cameron scrambled backwards, quickly realising this was all an evil ploy.

"Hey, I thought you were really hurt you know!" She whined.

"What have I told you about never trusting your doctors?" House said hoisting himself off the floor and waggling his eyebrows. Cameron frowned and ran down the hallway; she needed some time to think of a strategy.

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It had been 5 minutes since Cameron had disappeared and he still had no idea where she was! He had been cautiously searching around his house trying to find her, without being at risk of being caught out by her again. House stared down at his gun and thought back to the times when he and Wilson used to play the stupid game, before his infarction had occurred. They used to play frequently but after his operation he found the idea of playing a game where he couldn't run around and duck, pretty depressing. He used to be very athletic and finding out he couldn't do the activities he once loved made him feel extremely bitter. The fact that Cameron was so rubbish at playing laser tag that his limp made no difference was a real boost to his ego!

"CAMERON!" House shouted, getting irritated that he couldn't find her. I bet she was a whiz at hide and seek as a child He thought, smiling to himself. House began searching the living room again, gun pointing in all directions, one eye squinted shut. His ears then began to twitch as he heard a shuffling noise outside the front door. She must have gone out the back door and around the front, clever girl! Well House wasn't going to let her spring up on him again, that was for sure. Quietly as he could, he limped towards the front door and placed his hands over the handle. He took a deep breath and flung open the door, lunging forward using his cane as a lever and shooting frantically at the figure in front of him, muttering chants of death.

"Yes I got you!" he belted out in triumph. As he stepped backwards, his smile quickly disappeared when he saw a red faced Cuddy standing in front of him, looking slightly shaken, her perfectly sculpted hair, now flopping out of her bun where he'd been clawing at her. That's not Cameron. The look of anger on her face was enough to tempt House to run back inside and hide for dear life, she looked pissed. House tried as hard as he could to keep a straight face but the situation was quite funny! He'd just assaulted his boss with a laser tag gun, when she'd obviously come round to see how he was recovering.

"What the hell are you doing!" She screamed, pushing past him and stomping in.

"Why hello there, care to come in?" House asked politely to the now empty spot where Cuddy had previously been standing. As he turned around, his stomach suddenly made a knot. He'd completely forgot that Cameron was inside his house somewhere, shit!

He stared down at Cuddy who was currently seated on the couch, brushing invisible specks of dust off her skirt. He then looked up towards the hallway, his heart skipping a beat as he saw a frantic looking Cameron standing a few feet behind the couch in her laser tag gear staring at the back of Cuddy's head.

"Go" House mouthed, causing Cameron to scurry down the hallway as quietly as possible to find a place to hide. He was in enough trouble as it is, but if Cuddy found out he' d been hanging out with Cameron all day together playing games instead of resting she'd probably explode on him.

House limped over to the couch and sat down next to Cuddy.

"So what do I owe this lovely home visit, come by to relieve me of my pains?" House asked waggling his eyebrows. "Now I must admit coming over to my house was a bit forward of you but I'm not a man to turn down you and the girls." He said while staring down at her chest "You two ladies missed me while I've been gone?"

"Now Hous-"

"Shhhhh! Can't you see some people trying to have a conversation over here?"

"Oh House now is not the time to joke with me! Firstly, why did you just attack me at the door, was that supposed to be funny!" Cuddy asked, the pitch of her voice, rising with every word she spoke. "And secondly why the hell are you floundering around your house, in lord knows what outfit with a toy gun! I came round here to check out how you were recovering and instead I find you playing cops and robbers with yourself, it baffles the mind!"

"My sixth sense told me you'd be visiting so I put on my outfit ready to rid the world of the evil Cuddy. Think about it, I'd be a hero, my name would be plastered on newspapers all over the world." House said grinning to himself. He knew he was pushing it, he could see the strength at which her hands were clawing into the couch, her knuckles turning white.

"I give you the time off and instead you're running round here like a crazy lunatic all day. You are coming in tomorrow, without fail and shall stay in the clinic for as long as the law will let me keep you there!"

House had to take a large gulp, threatening him with clinic duty, now that was just pure evil!

"But why!" House moaned, "I'm sick!" he said, putting on a few fake coughs before ending by taking off his sunglasses and making puppy dog eyes.

"Well firstly, I know it was you who prank called me yesterday…" House let out a short snort of laughter at the memory, causing Cuddy to whack him lightly against the forehead. "…And secondly, I just want to make you miserable!" She said, smirking with pleasure. With that she stood up and grabbed her purse.

"Aww you leaving already? That's too bad I was hoping we could catch up." House whined sarcastically, jumping like a giddy child, relieved that she was finally leaving.

"Well, I have a hospital to get back too."

House stared in confusion as Cuddy walked in the opposite direction to the front door. He leapt forward, blocking her from going any further down the hall.

"Door's that way." He said pointing over her shoulder.

"House I need to use the bathroom, is that okay or am I not allowed?" She asked, rolling her eyes in disbelief.

House had to think fast, Cameron was somewhere down there hiding. It wasn't that he wanted to protect her from getting in trouble with Cuddy, hell that would be pretty funny but it was the fact that if she knew they'd been hanging out together, she'd be even angrier and his reputation would be officially ruined.

"Nope sorry, I don't want you getting your Cuddy cooties all over my furniture. Can't you just hold it in?" When Cuddy just continued to glare at him, he continued, "…Okay, pee in a bottle?"

With that said, Cuddy looked at him, slightly disgusted and pushed past him strutting down the hallway, House not far behind

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(Cameron's point of view)

Cameron scurried down the hallway, after watching House mouth "Go!" to her. What the hell was Cuddy doing here, she thought, shaking her head. She was shocked and potentially in so much trouble if Cuddy caught her. Turning into the first door she past she realised she'd entered House's bedroom. She exhaled a nervous breath as she gazed around the room. I guess I'll just have to hang out here till she leaves, Cameron thought bouncing up and down on his mattress and running her fingers along the soft fabric. She stared at the bed and tried to imagine House waking up there every morning. She then thought about the time she had spent with him, it had been the craziest four days of her life- everything from the disastrous Scoobydoo incident, too the moustache, too the ice cream and the kiss. Cameron had to smile when she reminisced about the many kisses. Her stomach made butterflies when she thought of House's arms wrapped around her, pulling her close. She had no idea what they were to each other, co-workers? Friends? Maybe more? All she knew was that eventually she'd have to confront him about it; she wasn't going to just let him kiss her when ever he wanted, however much she liked it when he did.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of heeled shoes and voices getting louder from outside the door. She literally stopped breathing, they were coming her way! She frantically ran around the room, looking for a place to hide. She stared under the bed, typical House; it was full of clutter, no room for her. She looked behind the curtains, now that was way too obvious. The sounds where getting closer and she could hear House talking about an en suite bathroom. That meant they were going to enter the room! Suddenly, spotting his wardrobe Cameron grabbed her gun and clumsily shuffled inside, closing the door behind her. She was impaled by the sweet scent of House as she was surrounded by his Jackets, Jeans and many T-shirts, hanging on clothes hangers around her. Sure the smell could have sent her to cloud nine, but it wasn't enough of a distraction to that fact that she hated enclosed spaces.

Cameron held her breath, when she heard House and Cuddy enter the bedroom. She tried as hard as possible not to move but it was difficult with the soft fabric of House's clothes tickling up against her bare arms and legs. The click of a door signified someone had entered the bedroom, but who was it House or Cuddy or both? Cameron decided to remain in the cupboard, not wanting to risk it. Last thing Cuddy needed was the shock of one of her employees emerging from House's furniture. How do I get myself into these things?

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Cuddy and House entered his bedroom and to his relief the room seemed to be empty, Cameron must be in another room.

"Okay Cuddy, I know it's tempting, you and me alone in my bedroom like this but you're going to have to control yourself. Go in, do your business and then be gone!" House ordered. The sooner Cuddy left his home, the sooner his blood pressure would return to its normal rate.

Cuddy smirked at how uncomfortable House looked having her in his bedroom and walked into the bathroom. Once the door was closed, House began to search around his room, knocking things about with his cane.

"Cameron?" He whispered, careful not to speak to loud in case Cuddy heard. In response House heard a barely audible muffle come from the direction of the wardrobe. Limping closer he put his ear against the wooden door.

"Cameron is that you?"

"No it's that other woman you keep locked in your closet!" Cameron whispered urgently. House smirked; even in the strangest situations at least she kept her humour.

"Where's Cuddy?"

"She's in the bathroom."

"Do you think I have time to make a run for it? I'm getting claustrophobic."

House opened the door slightly to see Cameron's adorably worried face. If there was any time in his life he'd wanted to just grab her and kiss her it was then and there. Their eyes locked momentarily before the sounds of the bathroom door opening caused House to quickly slam the wardrobe shut again.

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"So was it a number one or a number two?" House asked as if in casual conversation, his backed pressed firmly against the wardrobe door as if Cuddy could somehow see through it.

"You're disgusting."

Cuddy and House jumped at a sudden loud bashing noise. Cameron's hands had become so sweaty that it had caused her to drop her laser tag gun, making a loud thump as it hit the wooden surface.

"What was that?" Cuddy asked.

"What was what?" House replied, playing innocent.

"That noise!"

"Ohh, it was probably just Steve, he loves to make a racket in his cage."

"You keep your pet rat locked up in your wardrobe? Aren't there some animal cruelty issues involved there? Trust you to abuse your pets!"

"I happen to be a loving father to Steve, thank you very much!" House said pretending to be hurt.

He then began to push her out the door, cane in one hand, gun in the other, pressing it against Cuddy's back.

As they went passed the coffee table, Cuddy saw Steve's cage sitting on top, the rat running happily in his wheel.

"I thought you said Steve was in your wardrobe!" Cuddy asked as she was shoved out the house.

"Did I? Hmm Cuddy I think you're memory is getting a too bit fragile in your old age."

And with that the door was slammed shut in her face.

"Charming." Cuddy muttered.

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Cameron decided to remain in the wardrobe until she was sure Cuddy was defiantly gone.

"Cameron. Are you still in here? Be free, the coast is clear!" House said, knocking his hand against the wooden door.

Cameron heard House's signal and was sure she had used up her oxygen limit so flung open the door with all the force she could muster, causing House to fly backwards onto the bed. Cameron also found she lost her balance, stumbling forward and landing on top of him, their plastic vests clanking against one another.

House stared up at a red faced Cameron; she certainly looked relieved to be in an open space again. He suddenly became aware of the position they were and where they were.

"Wow." He breathed as he stared up at her.

"What?" Cameron asked, genuinely confused.

"I just I feel like I'm living out my ultimate Tomb Raider fantasy with you in your army gear on top of me. It's like having a real life Angelina Jolie." He said touching her face and smirking.

Cameron smiled shyly down at him and felt herself blush. She suddenly felt House's hands tugging her down at her waist. If seduction was his game, she wasn't going to give in that easily. She resisted his forces causing House to lay his head against the mattress and sigh, that girl had to stop teasing him like this.

"House I'm only going to kiss you again and let you live out your Tomb Raider fantasy…," Cameron rolled her eyes, "…on one condition."

"And what would that be?" House asked nonchalantly, opening his eyes.

Cameron took a deep breath to muster up some courage.

"A date, you and me."

There was a pause before House replied, "Man I feel like I've heard this before." While rolling his eyes.

Cameron smirked and started to run soft butterfly kisses down his cheek and along his jaw, causing House to let out a slight groan of pleasure. Cameron quickly pulled away and raised an eyebrow.

"Okay"

TBC….

Okay, did people like it or was that just really stupid lol! I'm not sure…this fic is just a twisted little fantasy from my mind heehee. Please tell me what you think!

(If people think this is getting too ooc (although I love the fluff) I can make him turn grumpy in the next chapter (temporarily of course)- Its up to you guys!)

The next chapter can either have a grumpy, slightly angst like feel then happy ending or House and Cameron can be flirty and teasing the happy ending…I cant decide which one! Help me :D

Next Chapter: they return to work :(