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Author's Note: House's characters are finally in this chapter! Aren't you excited? Anyway, I have found a beta for this story, and I want to thank azarathangel for doing such a great job to beta this chapter. But I still need a beta for Back, a House story. Write to me if you want to help me out on that. Just want to let you guys know, I am going to be traveling for a few days, so the next update is going to be at least a few days later, but I promise you that I will update as soon as I can. Now, enjoy the story.
Chapter 3
They went back to the lobby, and walked towards the ballroom. Outside was a sign with the words "Wedding Rehearsal" printed on it. In the rehearsal room, various people were walking around, some giving out instructions on how to arrange the chairs and others were talking to each other. Brennan and Booth just sat down in the chairs, waiting for something to happen. A man with a cane suddenly took notice of them and walked towards the two. Booth stood up.
"Hey, Greg!" Booth greeted, shaking hands with the man.
"Seeley." The man returned the greeting. "Great to see you; I didn't expect you till tomorrow. So, how's life?"
"It's all right, I guess. How's yours? Sorry about the leg, I didn't know about it till I came back from my training." Booth replied.
"It's nothing, just got hurt when I was trying to climb Mount Fuji in Japan." The man replied sarcastically. He took notice of Brennan. "Your girlfriend, Seeley? Nice."
"Oh, no. This is my partner at work, Dr. Temperance Brennan. She's not my girlfriend." Booth explained immediately. Brennan hated people jumping into conclusions about her and Booth being together; they were strictly work partners, maybe friends, but nothing more. Booth, on the other hand, didn't really mind it. But for Brennan's sake, he explained it to House.
"Yeah, and I am not getting married." The man said, swinging his cane.
"This is my cousin, Dr. Gregory House." Booth introduced him to Brennan. Brennan nodded and held her hand out; House stared at it for a while, and then took it.
"So, what kind of a doctor are you?" House asked, taking a seat next to them. Booth sat down again.
"I am a forensic anthropologist. I specialize in…" Brennan couldn't finish her sentence, for House cut her off rudely.
"PhD then." House continued, "You look at dead people? Cool! We have the whole morgue for you to look at in the hospital if you wanna see. It's pretty nice."
"Greg here is a medical doctor." Booth filled Brennan in.
"Yes, with a M.D. Not Ph. D. I am a real doctor, you know." House said in an annoying tone
"What do you specialize in, Doctor House?" Brennan snapped. She didn't like the tone of the man sitting in front of her.
"Oh, me? I am just the head of the Diagnostic Department at the Princeton Plainsboro Hospital. I have double specialties in infectious disease and nephrology. Nothing big, compare to yours. I would love to see bones that are decaying; they are much more interesting than my stupid idiotic patients. At least yours are all dead and can't annoy you anymore." House replied, still not letting the PhD thing go away.
"Greg." Booth said in a warning tone. He turned to Brennan, "Don't worry about Greg; he's a sarcastic, old, mean, son of a bitch."
"Hey," House said, "I'm inviting you to my wedding and then you insult me…" House shook his head, "But you forgot the part that clearly states 'though he is clearly the worst human being ever, he saves lives everyday. He's a world renowned diagnostician.'"
Booth rolled his eyes. "So, where's your fiancée?"
"Allison? Oh, wait here." House stood up, and turned to that small crowd, "Allison Cameron! Your fiancé is looking for you!" A woman in her early 30s turned, and started walking towards them.
"That's your fiancée?" Booth's jaw dropped. She must be one of the hottest women he had ever seen in his whole life.
"Yep." House replied proudly.
"She's…young!" Booth exclaimed as the woman continued to walk towards them. "How…what…where did you find her?"
"Oh, her?" House said causally, as if this happened in daily lives, "She works with me. Actually in the same department, I'm her boss."
"Greg. I was just over there; you don't need an announcement to find me." The woman known as Allison complained.
"I was just preparing for your dramatic entry, Mommy. I promise I won't ever do it again!" House said in a childish way, making Allison roll her eyes.
"This is…?" Cameron looked confused as she spied Booth and Brennan.
"Them? Oh, that's my cousin and his girlfriend." House lazily introduced the pair.
"I am Seeley Booth, and this is Doctor Temperance Brennan. She's my partner at work." Booth explained, "We are not err… romantically engaged. We're just Mulder and Scully." He finished with a smile.
"I don't know what that means." Brennan whispered, causing Booth to smile.
"Both of you are doctors?" Cameron asked, interested.
"No, I am a special agent working for the FBI. She is a forensic anthologist." Booth explained.
"He's a G-man, isn't he cool?" House added.
"Oh," was Cameron's reply. Her reply was much different from House. "I am Allison Cameron."
"Soon to be Allison House." House interrupted, and Cameron shot him a look. "She is an immunologist."
"You are marrying him? Just out of curiosity, why on Earth would you want to marry my cousin? Because he's not exactly one of those guys people normally want to marry, no offense to Greg." Booth asked, really curious about this.
Cameron was blushing slightly. House opened his mouth to reply.
"Hell, she drugged me into proposing to her. Women are evil. Don't let Dr. Brennan here trick you, too. Trust me, it's not worth it."
"Greg, for the last time, she is my partner at work." Booth tried to be patient with House. He knew House would do something like this, but it was much worse that what he had imagined. But then again, he hadn't been in contact with House for at least 5 years.
"Says you. I say something else."
"You are Temperance Brennan?" Cameron looked at Brennan, ignoring the men's bickering.
"Yes." Brennan answered weakly. Did she know the woman?
"You are the author, I love your books!" Cameron said excitedly. "Can you sign a book for me?"
"Um…sure." Brennan replied, unable to think of anything else to say.
"So, is Kathy going to end up with Andy? They need to get together; they are absolutely perfect for each other!" Cameron continued in that excited tone.
House turned his gaze from Booth to Brennan, and then glanced back at Booth.
"I don't know what is going to happen next." Brennan lied, she's wasn't going to discuss her newest plot with anyone, at least, not in front of Booth, who kept thinking that Andy was based on him.
"Everybody lies." House said suddenly, he was looking at Brennan.
"What? I don't get what that means." Brennan looked into House's blue eyes. She was confused.
However, House didn't say anything. He turned away and looked at his fiancée. "Okay, we are done talking about your books. Sometimes I wonder…do you love books more or me?"
"Books, actually." Cameron joked. House cast Cameron a shocked look.
"Great," he muttered to himself. "Seeley, your girlfriend is stealing my fiancée. Tell her to stop. If she ditches me, it's going to be your fault. We have to go now, Allison." House turned back to Booth, "Seeley, I will grab a drink with you later on tonight." House stood up and walked away.
"It was nice meeting you." Cameron smiled and followed House away.
"For the last time, I am not his girlfriend!" Brennan yelled after the retreating doctor. Booth chuckled slightly. "What are you smiling at?"
"That's Greg. He doesn't care what people think about; he know he's right."
"But he's not." Brennan said, irritated.
"At least, not this time."
"I wasn't done talking! I haven't even complained about the bedroom situation yet!" Brennan complained.
"Seeley!" A voice called behind, and both of them turned. An older woman was walking toward them.
"Mom." Booth greeted, standing up.
Was that a sigh coming from Booth? Or did I just imagine it?
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