And that was how it was. Dan departed to go back to Cameron's apartment in her car, annoyed that she trusted House enough to ride his motorcycle and not her own step-brothers. Whilst House and Cameron rode back to House's place on his bike. All the time of the seemingly endless (5 or 10 minute) journey, Wilson's advice ran through House's head, 'compliment her shoes, her earrings, then move onto her HAD, hopes, dreams and aspirations.' However House hardly thought this was the appropriate time for any of those things. Instead he settled for being 'polite', he helped her off the bike, and opened the door into the building for her. It wasn't much but she seemed to appreciate it. Well, she didn't seem quite as icy as she had before.

Instead of a traditional welcome mat at his front door, he had a rug which stated 'Screw the dog, beware of Me!" Cameron chuckled softly upon reading it.

"Present from Wilson, he obviously shares your sense of humour." House explained, ushering her inside.

He sat her down on the couch, with offerings of food and drinks, hovering around he hoped to distract her from the task at hand with manners.

She declined his offers and sat awkwardly on the sofa, hoping to get to the point soon. This was the finale, and it would either make, or break their relationship. Unfortunately it seemed that for once, House wasn't in the mood to talk and therefore it was up to her to dictate the conversation.

"I know you like me." It seemed a good way to start.

"I know you know."

"I'm not even going to justify that with an answer."

"It seems you just did."

"Whatever House."

"Ooooh! Whatever! Good come back Cameron, for a 5th grader!"

That was so not the thing to say at that moment in time. Just as she'd been calming down, he'd pushed he right back up to bursting level.

"Oh no! Do not dare to patronize me House!"

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Mount Cameron is about to blow.

"I want to know what the heel gave you the right to spy on me, House! All this time you pretend not to like me, waiting until I get someone you think is my boyfriend, and then try and ruin that for me! For someone who apparently likes me, you don't seem to want me to be happy!"

"I do want you to be happy. Happy with me! Not some random guy you pick up one weekend!"

Cameron was speechless, he'd actually said it, he'd admitted that he wanted her! What happened next was so quick House didn't even see it coming. One minute she was seated stiffly on the battered leather couch, and next she was standing, pressed up against him as they kissed. Wrapping his arms around her, his cane dropped to the ground with a clatter. Eventually she pulled away, and took a step backwards, loosing his new found support system, House fell to the ground.

"Thanks," He muttered, "But a little warning next time would be nice."

He stood up with difficulty; Cameron didn't know whether or not she should ask if he wanted help. She decided he wouldn't want her to, so stood waiting for him to stand up. Once he was up, he began limping towards the bedroom.

"Where do you think you're going?" Cameron asked, a playful smirk plastered across her face.

"I was thinking the bedroom, but by the look on your face, I'm assuming I was wrong."

"I don't put out on a first date." Cameron said, pleased to be the one in control.

"Just as well this isn't a date then isn't it?" House replied, two could play at that game.

"Which hardly makes me more likely to sleep with you House."

"At least hang out here for awhile." House asked, shocking Cameron with his openness.

"Sure, let me just phone Dan, he'll worry if I don't." She grabbed her purse and rifled through it. She swore "I left my cell phone in my car! Can I use your phone?"

"No can do. Got disconnected, apparently you have to pay to use them these days."

"Your cell phone?" She asked.

"Same thing." He replied.

"Well I can't not talk to him, he'll go mental if I just don't turn up. We'll have to swing by my place quickly." She said apologetically.

So with House grumbling, he followed her down to the parking lot, where they mounted the bike and drove of towards Cameron's apartment.

As they approached her front door, they heard voices inside stop abruptly. Cameron frowned, Dan didn't know anyone around here, how could he invite some one over. She looked at House for a suggestion.

"Maybe he got a hooker?" He suggested.

"Unlikely." She replied, and swung the door open.

The sight that greeted them shocked them both. Dan and Wilson were on the couch, making out.

"That's unexpected." House stated.