I am re-editing the story and fixing mistakes, and then from there I will try to continue the story. 4/08/07

A/N: This is not really a slash, because they were drunk and I really wanted to write this. It was a thought that came to me out of nowhere and I just had to write it. This is really a House/Cameron romance. Also, I don't know where I'm taking this story. But, what I do know is that in the end House and Cameron are going to end up together.

House M.D.

Cuddy was worried about Cameron. She's become more distant and doesn't talk much anymore. For some odd reason, she ignores House and Wilson. Not in the kind of way that she was in which indicated that she was mad, but something more. Like embarrassment or something along the line. Whenever Cameron was around them, her cheeks got red and she stuttered a lot. Or when ever House and Wilson walk stand behind her for whatever reason, Cameron's quiet. But, that's the same whenever the three of them are around each other. It's always business with them. They never look each other in the eye or stand to close to one another. Strange. Cuddy decided it was best to talk to Cameron about whatever was going on.

Cameron knocked on the door. "Cuddy, you wanted to talk?"

With a waving motion of her hand, Cuddy gestured for them to come in. "Yes, I did call you down." She waited until Cameron sat down to finish. "Lately, I've noticed how strange you act at work. You seem less concentrated with work and more preoccupied with other things...these things are concerning me. It also makes me wonder if your behavioral changes have something to do with Wilson and House. Or it could just be a coincidence, but I don't think so. So, can you tell me what's wrong?" The question was more of a demand, but still a question. Cuddy looked as if she expected an answer and that she was going to get them.

Tears began the well in Cameron's eyes and bit her lip to try to keep them from falling, but it wasn't enough. Thoughts were whirling around in Cuddy's head about what exactly did happen. Cameron's sobs were getting louder in louder, then she finally calmed down. But, that took about ten minutes. Cuddy handed Cameron a tissue and she began to wipe her face.

"It was about six weeks ago when I went to House's townhouse to go and talk to him about taking a break."

House opened the door and looked at Cameron. "What do you want?" House's words were slurred. He looked as if he was one sip from being drunk.

"I wanted to talk to you about taking a break from work." Cameron looked like a mess because she was crying. It was more like a cry of relief.

"Ok, you have a break off. Alright, now leave my sight."

"No, let her come in." The voice sounded familiar. Cameron peeked around House and saw Wilson sitting on the couch. House sighed and opened the door wider for her to come in. It puzzled Cameron to as why these two were getting drunk. She knew they usually drank, but not to the point of getting drunk: probably a little, but not as much as they were consuming now. The door slammed and House then locked the door.

"Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to sit down and drink with us?" A bottle of scotch was handed to her from House and limped to the couch to sit by Wilson. Somehow, another bottle of scotch ended up in his hand. Cameron walked to the opposite couch of them and sat down. "Are you scared to sit by me?" Then started to drink out of the bottle.

"No, I..."

"Then sit by me." He patted the couch as she spoke the words. She did as he said and sat by him, but not close. House grabbed her by the hips and pulled her close. "For someone who claims to like me, you sure have a way of showing it." Cameron blushed.

"So, what's your problem, Cameron? Why did you need a break?" Wilson asked out of the blue.

"You know when that HIV patient coughed on me," Wilson nodded. "Well I was so terrified that I had it that I did drugs and slept with Chase. It had me doing crazy things." She nodded in disbelief. "But, I don't have it, thankfully. And so many feelings have washed over me about it and I feel I need to reevaluate my life. I did some irresponsible things and I need to take time to find myself. I forgot who I am and what I stand for. Taking a break will help me find myself."

"Or run away from the situation. I think you should talk to the parties involved in your act of irresponsibility to get a better understanding of the situation, because you won't feel complete." House said. Cameron couldn't believe that she was getting advice from House, a drunk House to be exact. " Before this night goes on anymore, Cameron, you have to take a drink." She did as she was told. Before she knew it, she was almost as drunk as them. When she spoke her words was almost as slurred as theirs.

"When are you here, Jimmy, my boy?" Cameron asked and began to laugh. House hit her knee with his cane. "Ow, why did you do that?"

"Only I can call him Jimmy."

"Why?"

"Because...he's my best friend, not yours. "The three of them were sharing some foreign liquor that House had found. Instead of drinking out of the glasses, they drank out of the bottle and passed it to each other.

"Why are you drinking, House?" Cameron asked. She could barely keep her eyes open and her head was leaning on House's shoulder.

"Hey, you forgot about me, I never answered." Wilson whined.

Cameron was getting quite comfortable on House's shoulder and House didn't mind. He enjoyed the fact that she was laying on him. "Alright, you can go, James, then you go, House." Neither House nor Cameron noticed that Cameron's hand was on House thigh and that she was rubbing a little to close to...

"Julie left me. And you know what? I didn't even cheat this time. Yes, I admit that I occasionally flirted, but this time I didn't cheat." He snatched the bottle from House and drank the whole thing. Even though, there wasn't any left, Wilson turned the bottle upside down and tried to see if there was at least a drip left. "What about you, House?"

"Me and Stacey kissed. It wasn't until we kissed that I realized that I was over her and in luv..." House drifted off, because he was annoyed that Wilson was still sucking on the bottle. "Wilson, there's not any left in the bottle." He snatched the bottle, then threw it at the door. "It's gone, just like your marriage."

"Do you have anymore liquor?"

"Yeah, let me see what I have." Both of them began to walk to the kitchen. Cameron sat on the couch and waited for them, but she began to hiccup and went to the kitchen for a glass of water.

"House," hiccup " I need," hiccup "a glass," hiccup, "of water." She said as she stumbled into the kitchen.

"You don't have any of the strong stuff left?" All House had left was beer. "Damn. I guess beer will do." House handed Cameron a bottle of beer.

"House, I asked for water. It'll help me get rid of the hiccups."

"Even your drunk self is a goody two shoes." This comment made Cameron drink the beer. House leaned on the counter and Cameron was beside him. He looked so damn sexy to her, with his stubble and icy blue eyes. Cameron walked in front of House and looked him in his piercing blue eyes.

"Did I ever tell you how damn sexy you look?" Her hands were on his face and she began to caress it. House unknowingly leaned into it.

"I always thought that women found Wilson so fucking attractive?"

"Yeah, I thought that I was attractive." Somehow Wilson appeared from behind her. It never occurred to her how close they were. Practically her body was touching House's and Wilson had his hands on her and Wilson's front side covered her backside.

"I do find you attractive, but I find House more attractive." She turned to find and said. Theirs lips were barely an inch apart and she could feel his breath on her lips. When Cameron did turn around, her lips met House's and they kissed. It was such a passion filled kiss. Harsh, but soft at the same time and tongue was doing something very erotic in her mouth. They pulled away from each other very softly, and then began to steady their breaths. But, Cameron couldn't do that; Wilson pulled her into a kiss. Not as well as House's, but a great one.

She lips were sore after she was through kissing Wilson, and then turned back to House. Wilson's put his hands inside her shirt and began to caress her skin. It was apparent that this turned her on, so House began to unbutton her blouse and kissed her neck as he did this. Cameron moaned,

"Oh, House." Then, she was abruptly pulled into another kiss by Wilson, but this time it was better than the last time. Her hand went to the back of Wilson's head to deepen the kiss. But, that wasn't for to long because House pulled them apart to kiss her again. Wilson began to pull her shirt off slowly from the back and rubbed her skin as he did it.

Cameron knew that this night was going to be very interesting.

The next morning, she awoke in a bed. She didn't know where she was, but she felt something warm against her body. Her body was entwined with someone else's. And she was lying on someone's chest. She looked up to see that it as House's chest that she was laying on, but that didn't explain the warmth she felt from behind. Even though she didn't want to did it, Cameron turned around. It was Wilson the one who was holding from behind. Cameron didn't remember what happened the night before, but she knew it looked, as it seemed.

Cuddy was speechless. She didn't know what to do or say. This wasn't even close to what she had guessed and would have guessed. Innocent little Cameron had a...a...a threesome. With House and Wilson. Well, one thing is for sure, Cameron wasn't innocent anymore.

Neither one of the women said a thing. Cuddy picked up the phone. "Nurse Stevens, may you please get Dr.'s House and Wilson for me? Tell them it's and emergency.

"Cuddy?" Cameron began to sniffle.

"Hmm."

"I'm pregnant."