AN: Hey everybody! Thank you so much for the GREAT reviews. Here is the next part of day 6, and you'll probably see why i didn't want to use it as all one part. And some people may say that Cameron seems out of character here, but i would say it's just the other side of her, like the episode where she was with Chase...although then she had a reason to be so crazy lol. Anyways here is is:)
Two Weeks to Notice:
Day 6 Night
Your whole day went by relatively fast, but didn't end before you could have another encounter with House. You laughed at the thought as you made your way through the dim lit parking lot and towards your car.
House had known that the clinic wasn't even open yet so you had went down there and waited in the waiting room, not having much to do so early in the day. So when the clinic did finally open you were actually quite relieved to have something to do. Plus sitting there so long in the waiting room was extremely boring and you had conjured up a plan.
You made your way to exam room two and sat up on the table trying to think out your plan perfectly. You smiled to yourself and pushed back your hair. You would definitely have the upper hand after this.
You paged House that you needed a consult and he took about half an hour to get there. Either making you wait, or waiting for the perfect time when he wouldn't run into Cuddy.
You are lying on the exam room table when he walks in and you sit up quickly with a small smile falling on your face.
"Dr. Cameron, I must really be rubbing off on you, hiding in an exam room from all those snotty noses out there?" He asks with a grin on his face, and you blush at this moment between the both of you.
"No actually, I need you to check me out." You say in a suggestive tone that causes House's eye brows to wag as he already knows what he is going to say next.
"Well no need, I already have today, Cuddy too…you should have seen what she was wearing today." He says and his grin is much wider as he stands in front of the exam table and eyes you up and down.
You roll your eyes. It's a bad habit by now, but working with Dr. House does stuff to you.
"No my leg, I cut it on a nail this morning." You say as you swing your legs over the edge pointing to the snag in your nylons and the small cut that has bled a little down your leg without you noticing. That is until you were waiting for the clinic to be open.
House gives you his best confused look and looked down at the scrape on your leg, gently running his finger over the snagged nylon. You blush again, but this time just at his touch and how gentle he is being.
"What you need Dr. Cameron is some polysporin, a band-aid, a tetanus shot and a wolly pop!" he says excitedly.
You laugh slightly, before you see him staring at you again.
"What?" You ask, wondering why on earth he is staring at you like you have something on your face.
"Well I can either put the bad-aid over top of your nylons or you can take them off…but it's really your choice what's best," he says in a smart ass tone that you roll your eyes at again.
You hop off the table so you are inches away from him and since he is on his stool he is staring directly at your chest.
He looks up into your eyes as you pull down your nylons and throw them into the nearby garbage.
Hopping back up onto the table you smile and say, "Let's get this over with."
"Yes mam," House replies and salutes to you as he grabs a swab and puts polysporin on it.
As soon as he touches your leg you feel your heart race and you try and steady your breathing before he notices. Shit! Your plan is going against you and he is steadily gaining the upper hand.
You shift a bit in your spot as he finally puts the band-aid on and looks back up at you.
"Now for that tetanus shot!" he says and smirks wickedly as he grabs the needle and swabs your shoulder.
"Here is comes…" he says and you pull back your eyes widening in horror. You never liked needles, giving them to other people that was another story, but getting stuck with one yourself was no fun.
"Is Wittle Awison afwaid of needos?" He asked, talking as if he was speaking to a three year old.
Your eyes dance as you realize he has just called you Allison. He probably didn't even notice himself.
"No, I just don't like getting them…they hurt." You say pretending to be offended and crossing your arms as if you are actually the three year old he was pretending to talk to.
House laughs out loud this time at you and the smirk that was there before fads as a smile now plays on his lips.
"Well then I will just have to go reaaal slow," his laugh is now in his voice as he talks.
You pull your arm away from him. And give him a dirty look, holding onto your shoulder to protect it from him.
You look away from him and pretend to be angry forgetting about protecting your arm and he quickly sticks the needle in.
"Ouch!" You scream as you giggle at the same time seeing the very cute expression on House's face. Is he catching on yet?
"All done," he says, still with that very cute look on his face.
"Nuh uh, I didn't get my wolly pop," You laugh and grab one making your way out of the exam room and to actually grab a real file. You get to work on all the snotty noses and whiny moms as House would say.
When you get to your car you sit in the driver's seat for a few moments, before deciding on going to a local bar…to celebrate. Today you either lost or won the upper hand. Who really knows anymore?
You make your way straight to the bar and sit down a stool, ordering yourself a beer. You make small talk with the bartender and he likes you so you earn 2 more beers on the house, plus some other drink that you can't quite remember that you received from the man beside you.
You smiled at the both of them and ordered yourself another beer, now feeling quite tipsy as you swayed back and forth on the stool.
You stand up and wobble a bit before giggling hysterically and stumbling all the way over to the pool table.
You play a few games and you lose horribly, but there is now a line of men waiting to play you. You think that they want to play you because you are a regular pool shark, but they just think your pretty and want to get you drunk enough to take home.
Each one of them brings a drink and asks to play you, and after accepting the drinks you decide it's only the right thing to do to play them.
After about ten games you feel like you might barf all over the table. You turn around and there is a man holding you up and walking you towards the door. You look up at him and don't recognize who he is, but are very grateful for him to be helping you.
"Hey Cameron who's your hot date?" You hear that familiar gruff voice ask and you turn towards it, seeing House and Wilson at a booth laughing.
You smile goofily before replying, "I have no clue."
You hear House and Wilson yelling but you don't remember why.
"How are you getting home?" House asks you and you reach into your purse, pulling out your keys and jingling them over top of his head.
He grabs them from you and you look in your hands for your keys,
"Shit I lost my keys, I guess I'll take a you know…taxi."
Your night is over and you have no clue as to wear your keys are.
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