Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the storyline. If I owned House, would I be sat here writing this fan fic? 

This is a sequel to You Found Me. You Brought Me To Life. If you haven't read it, you probably wont understand this one ok? So go read the first one first! 

Chapter One

Cameron stood in the kitchen adding the finishing touches to the dinner, glancing at the clock, 8.55pm, House would be home shortly he got off work at nine. She bent down looking in the oven checking the pasta bake that was cooking; it was turning a nice golden brown colour. Smiling she stood up and washed her hands and could not help smiling more at the song that came on her Ipod she was listening to.

It was Daniel Bedingfield's If You're Not The One. House had bought her the Ipod a few months back, when she had listened to it there were only two songs on it at that moment, this one and Judith Owen I Promise You. They both meant a lot to her and her relationship with House, I promise you was their song, their first song and it was special to them, as was the Ludoveco Einaudi piece that he often played on the piano for her. But this song, If You're Not The One was special for a different reason.

By giving her the Ipod with this song on it, it had been House's way of showing her that he cared for her. Even after seven months of dating he had only been able to say I love you once, she didn't care, she knew how he felt, he just wasn't the best at voicing his feelings. She began washing up the dishes she had used in preparing the dinner and sang along with the song.

"If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all"

I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with"

She loved this song, and she loved him, but it hadn't always been that way, in the beginning she had only liked him, had a crush on him, but now she loved him, she had fallen badly.

"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?"

After singing the lyric she wondered if House ever thought of them getting that far, husband and wife, it sounded nice but scary they weren't even living together.

"I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?"

Although they might as well be, she spent most of her time at his apartment, it was a lot bigger than her own and he preferred it because he had his piano here, so most of their time was spent here.

"Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am"

She laughed realising she knew all the lyrics, jumping she dropped a plate back into the water as she felt House's arms creep around her pulling her back into him. He kissed her neck his rough stubble tickling her and making her squirm, she closed her eyes and took her ipod from her ears.

"I didn't hear you come in."

He carried on kissing her neck. "That's because you were listening to that soppy song again, you know you have your volume far too loud." He grinned into her neck, as he knew it was normally him who had the volume too loud.

"Ha. You're one to talk, you always have your volume too loud." She sighed as House's hands found its way under her shirt and began softly caressing her stomach and made their way slowly to her breasts. Her eyes snapped open and she pushed out against him pushing him away and then turned around. "As much as I would love to do this right now, dinner is ready so go wash up."

House pouted. "Ahhhh but mum!" He grabbed her again kissing her before she laughed pushing him away once more.

"No. No more. And also I would prefer it if you didn't call me your mum as you kissed me."

He laughed and made his way to the bathroom to wash up for dinner, Cameron put on some oven mitts before taking the pasta bake from the oven and began serving it. She grabbed the two plates and made her way to the sitting room, handing House his plate she sat next to him on the couch and turned her attention to the TV.

Two glasses of wine were sat on the table in front of them. Whoever wasn't staying late at work would cook for the other and they would sit in front of the TV, not really watching it as they usual discussed their days, it had become their ritual. Cameron put a forkful of pasta into her mouth and chewed it in silence. House did the same, both of them watched the cheesy comedy programme that was on the TV, neither of them laughing at the lame jokes.

"How's the patient?" Cameron spoke first; their patient when she had left that afternoon was undergoing treatment. It had taken them two days to figure what was wrong with the seventy two year old but they had done, as always, and Cameron had left Foreman and Chase to make sure she got the right treatment.

"He's doing well…"

"She." Cameron corrected him rolling her eyes.

"SHE is doing well, Foreman and Chase put her on the treatment before they left, she can be discharged in a few days."

Cameron nodded. "How come you're so late home? I thought you only had to talk to Wilson for a moment, so I was surprised when you called telling me you'd only be home after nine." She wasn't bothered, he had probably been to a bar with Wilson, but still she was curious, House had rubbed off on her.

"Cuddy cornered me." Cameron nodded; she knew what that was about.

"Clinic duty?"

House shook his head. "No."

"You parking in her spot for the past week and a half just to annoy her?"

He shook his head once more. "No, strike two, only one more guess left."

Cameron racked her brain for something that Cuddy would be pissed at House for, plenty came to mind but they were all pretty trivial, giving up Cameron said weakly.

"Lab coat?"

House chuckled. "She gave that up long ago. No, you're completely wrong, even though you were the reason."

Cameron's eyes darted to him worriedly; he nodded and carried on talking.

"Yeah she was giving me a grilling, telling me off for frolicking in exam rooms with you when we were supposed to be doing clinic duty."

Cameron's hand flew to her mouth and she mumbled. "Oh no." She was horrified and even more horrified at House's smirk. "This isn't funny, are we in trouble?"

"You're not. Cuddy thinks I have rubbed off on you, and basically forced you into getting half naked and making out with me. She made it sound like I have corrupted you."

Cameron's horrified expression turned into a small smile. "Good. I'd rather you be blamed than me, and anyway it bounces off you." They settled back into the couch and after a moment Cameron stopped House's track of thought. "That means no more, we cant do that anymore, if we get caught again…."

She stopped and looked at his hand which he had placed on her thigh, very high up and was rubbing his thumb in circles. Looking at him seriously she pushed his hand away. "I'm serious House."

He leant into her and she leant back, subconsciously letting him lay on top of her, he grinned.

"So that means we aren't allowed to do the naughty outside of work?" He gently leant down and kissed her on the lips before kissing her neck and along the neckline of her shirt. "Come on, don't be a spoil sport."

Cameron didn't answer him she simply rubbed her foot gently along his leg, letting him know to carry on; with a smile he kissed her once more.

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