The thruth was House didn't have any idea where he was going to take Cameron for dinner, all he knew was that he wanted her to enjoy herself. He was more nervous then he thought he would be, after all this wasn't the hospital and she wasn't his employee anymore; she was his date.

'Hope you like Chinese.' House announced as he pulled into the drive-thru of a dodgy looking resurant.

'Love it.' Cameron smiled at House.

'I know what I want. How about you?'

'Oh! Um... Let's see what's on the menu.' With a sudden burst of confidence Cameron leaned into house, placing her hand lightly on his thigh. Pretending as though her thought were on the the giant plastic menu board and not her hand on House's leg she said, 'I think I'm ready.' Removing her hand and sitting back in her seat.

'How can I help you?' asked the speaker box.

House's voice came out higher then usual. He cleared his throat and tried again, trying not to think of Cameron touching him. 'I'll have the Chicken Chow Mein and Orange Chicken annnndd... some beef rice.' He glaced at Cameron for her order.

'Actually I was thinking the same thing!'

'Make that order an extra jumbo size.

Uh-huh, are you sure you weren't just too distracted by my beauty to read the menu so you thought you could make us seem more compatable through same food orders?'

'Or maybe we just have something in common.' Cameron said with a suggestive tone. House looked out his window to the man holding their food.

'Thank you.' he said blankly exchanging money for their meal, and handing the bags to Cameron without looking at her. How does she make The Dr. House so unsure of himself?

Back on Game House 'So where's your place at? I was thinking we could just get down and dirty, the food was just a cover up for my true intentions.' he winked at her.

Cameron's face turned bright red as she shifted in her seat. Who can resist the wink!

'We're here.' House announced to the uncomfortably silent car. 'Grab the grub!'

House made his way to the front of his car where he sat on the hood. Cameron stood, bewildered.

'House where are we?'

'Hmm, Pennsylvania? no idea, how long have we been driving? Hope the foods not cold.'

Cameron went around to House and sat next to him on the Vette, placing the bag of food inbetween them. He immediately ripped into the bag and pulled out the chop sticks and the orange chicken. Cameron didn't eat right away. She was too busy admirring the enormous open field under a beautiful navy, star scattered sky. Simple yet effective. Cameron thought to herself. What a romantic place for a picnic. She thought she might have been dreaming until her belly told her it was time to dig in.

When they finished off the boxes of food, Cameron relaxed back on the windshield. House following her good example, layed next to her. In all the laughter and jokes about stupid patients, House went totally out of character. In the middle of Cameron's sentence he pulled her delicate hand into his ruff, worn hand. Cameron's speech faulted for only a second, so she could smile wide, and continue her story of today in the clinic. "I think she likes lame." House thought, watching Cameron smile into the starry sky, holding her hand.

'I forgive you for painting my toenails.' he was sincere, but sometimes it was hard to tell.

'Well, I don't forgive you for making think Steve McQueen was dead.' Cameron punched House's arm lighty with the hand that wasn't occupied.

'I know you do. You can't resist my charm. But just in case what can I do?'

'A few more days like this one and I might be inclinded to forgive your wicked ways.'

'Alright, deal. As long as we don't go bowling again. You pick horrible dates, Cameron.' Did he says days or dates? She was pretty sure he had said dates, but just in case.

'Dr. House! Did you just say date? You mean, you took me on a date? I'm speechless I really don't know what to say!' she teased.

'Don't get used to it. You're still not getting a pay raise. Or any special treatment. Well, maybe a little special treatment. But you can't tell Chase, he'll be all over me for dates and the activities that follow.'

Cameron turned her head to the side to look and House. Before she could stop herself she felt his lips on hers. To her suprise he didn't pull away, he kissed her back. When they pulled away from each other, they both felt like they were in high school; all too akward the first kiss.

'See these were the benefits I was refering to.' House quipped. 'why don't we try that again. This time with a little more benefit.'

'Maybe next time House.' Cameron said looking at her watch. 'You may be ok with sleeping until noon, but I'd rather not. Take me home good sir.' she mocked in a british accent.

House stood up gathered his cane, and opened up the passeanger door. 'Your chariat, M'lady.' he mimicked back.

Neither of them knew how work was going to be when the returned, but both of them knew nothing was going to be the same, in both good and bad ways.