Chapter 12

Note: Last part! Wow, this is very cool. My longest fic ever. I'm pretty proud. Thank you SO much to all the reviewers and everyone who read 'Burden'. Your support, encouragement and advice have helped this story get to where it is. Thank you :)

Disclaimer: Don't own.

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3 weeks later

'Do you think that I should kick Wilson out?' House asked, turning off his car and facing Cameron.

They had just come back from a horror movie House had insisted they see. It made Cameron cringe during the majority of it, and she saw blood on a daily basis. But she let him choose the movie; only last week had she made him sit through 'Elizabethtown.'

'What? He's your best friend!' Cameron replied, shaking her head at him.

'But he's annoying me.' House pointed out.

'Your always raving about how much of a good cook he is. Isn't that a good enough reason to keep him around?' Cameron replied, raising her eyebrows.

'He's becoming too domestic. It's irritating.' House said, getting out of the car as Cameron did the same.

'You could always help him find another apartment. How much do you owe him now?' Cameron asked, smirking, as they walked up his driveway.

Cameron smiled as House limped up to his doorstep, rolling his eyes at her previous comment. He decided not to answer that one. Instead, he turned the key and pushed open the door, turning around and grabbing Cameron around the waist and pulling her towards him.

Cameron laughed as House pushed the door closed with his cane and kissed her. She leant against him as they stumbled over to the couch, still kissing each other with fervour. House pushed off her coat and tossed it on the floor and Cameron pulled off his jacket and did the same.

They collapsed on the couch and Cameron smiled against House's mouth as he began to unzip her dress.

'Oh Jesus.'

Cameron's head snapped up and saw Wilson standing facing the wall, his hand over his eyes. Cameron looked down at House and saw that he was smirking.

'Sorry Jimmy.' House said, not sounding sorry at all, but highly amused.

'I'm getting my own place.' Wilson replied, grabbing his coat and jacket and opening the front door, his hand still over his eyes.

When the door snapped shut, Cameron looked at House, shaking her head at him, her eyes wide open.

'You knew he was here, didn't you? You used me as a ploy to get rid of him?' Cameron asked, staring at him.

'Well, yes.' House replied, smirking. 'It worked didn't it.'

'You are unbelievable.' Cameron replied, rolling her eyes.

'Say that to me in the bedroom.' House said, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

Cameron smiled beside herself and stood up, pulling House by the shirt. 'We'll see about that.' She replied, walking backwards to House's bedroom, pulling him in and snapping the door shut behind them.

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FIN.