Dr. House Takes a Road Trip
Summary: Self-explanatory. Prequil to LOST crossover. Minor LOST crossover. Later in the story though.
Rating: PG to PG-13
Genre: Humor/Adventure/Romance.
Notes to Note: In this time line Foreman is not boss. House/Cameron. Relatively short.
Chapter 4 - So It Begins
"Did ya'll pack short sleeves?" House asked, limping into the conference room and the hospital. Cameron followed him, looking tired. Stacy and Wilson sat at the table. "Wake up, sleepies!"
"It's 4:42 in the morning." Stacy said quietly.
"And you were supposed to be here at 4:23." Wilson added.
"Why do we have to leave so early, Gregg?" Cameron asked, starting to brew some coffee.
Wilson was smiling.
"It takes a while to get to GSP airport, my friends!" House replied, sitting down. He sighed, and looked and Stacy and Cameron. He slammed his cane down onto the table. Wilson flinched, Cameron nearly spilled hot water, and Stacy jumped.
"Son of a bitch!" Wilson said, laughing.
"Where the hell is GSP airport at anyway?" Stacy asked.
"Greenville-Spartanburg Airport." Wilson said, recovering from his laughing fit.
"The Smiley State!" House declared, drumming his fingers on the table.
"South Carolina." Wilson translated. Cameron and Stacy stared.
"My guy knows a guy who knows a guy who know the wife of a guy who flies a new public jet which we are going to take off in one we're at GSP."
"I paid for it." Wilson said, after a moment.
"So your guy couldn't just fly here?" Stacy asked from the backseat of Wilson' car. Cameron agreed.
"That would cost more." House said, turning the car onto the highway. "Wouldn't want to waste money, huh?"
"Well...but..." Stacy sighed.
"Aw, this is fun!" he said, flipping on the radio. "Hey, Ally! It's your favorite song. Peaches and Cream." She smiled slightly then looked disgusted. Wilson, who was in the passenger seat, changed the radio. "You're bringing me down, Jimmy."
Cameron opened the book she had brought along and started reading, even though her mind was elsewhere. House had only called her Ally once- no twice. The first he had moaned it. Then, he had called her it when they were eating.
They had shared secret smiles from the moment they had arrived at the hospital in remembrance of the night before. But, somewhere in her head, she knew he'd call it a one night stand and forget about it the next time she was only with him. Thank God only she and House knew.
"Question nineteen." Wilson said. "Does Cameron have a cute butt?"
Cameron's head jerked up from her book. She asked, "What?"
"I always thought so." House said, grinning.
Cameron attacked him with her book.
House had now switched places with Wilson, then switched places with Stacy. He supported his head with his fist as he looked out the window. He watched the cheerful "Welcome to South Caroline!" sign go past. A DeLorian passed them.
"Hey, look!" he burst out, pointing.
There came a chorus of what's.
"A really old car." he exclaimed. "I love it."
They sighed collectively.
House nearly kicked the car door off with his good leg as he got out of the car. "Goddamn thing." he muttered, and hit the tire with his cane. Wilson and Cameron followed House into the gas station as Stacy filled up the car. Night was falling. He limped through the doors and said, "Wilson, go do something over there." He pointed towards the bathrooms.
"Why?" Wilson asked.
"You really stunk up the car a few minutes ago." House said. Wilson sighed and headed towards the bathrooms.
"About freakin' time." Cameron said, walking next to House as he made his way to the drinks.
"Yeah, I was trying to get rid of him." House said as he opened the door and pulled out a drink. Cameron grabbed the same thing. House threw his good arm around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss. She kissed back, and slightly opened one eye. Wilson was coming out of the bathroom.
"Milson!" she said against House's mouth. He broke the kiss and coughed to the side.
House was driving again with Cameron his the passenger side seat. It was their second day. They had stopped out a crappy apartment place and stayed the night.
"You missed the exit." Stacy pointed out sheepishly.
"Nah." House said, with both hands on the steering wheel and looking around. "Oh, shit, I did!" The car's engine roared underneath the hood and House accelerated through the grassy median on the exit to the airport. "See. Ha!"
"Never doubt a cripple's driving ability." Wilson said from the back. The bridge he was going over was new; the flowers and small trees, male pear trees, planted on the sides of the exits new also.
"It's beautiful." Cameron said.
"It's new." Wilson said.
House spoke. "It's GSP."
