ok, sorry this took a long time to post, but i'm running out of ideas on how to get Cam and house together and i came to the descion of matchmaker Violet. also i'm not very good at romance stories, which is what i think i am turning this story into, so maybe readers can give me some pointers.
also i'm not sure if the child-matchmaker has been done so far, so my apologies if it has.
Chase and Foreman strutted into the conference room looking very confident and both having a slightly psychotic smile on their faces, trailing behind them was Violet, House's daughter. Cameron looked inquiringly at her colleagues and looked to Violet for guidance.
"I have that effect on people. Also some crazy lady downstairs said that this hospital had overly depressing doctors, I don't think that this was her desired outcome but…" Violet supposed. Then looking at the clown-faced doctors hollered, "Move out troops!" Chase stumbling over Foreman headed full throttle towards the cafeteria.
"Don't ask," muttered Vi as she stared at Cameron, "By the way I need to talk to you so take a break from my Dad's crap," motioning to the paperwork and pulling a chair up beside Cameron.
"Ummm, sure why not I've been on duty since eight this morning it'll be-," Cameron started before being interrupted by Violet,
"I know you like my dad," noticing Cameron opening her mouth to deny it, Violet held her hand up, "just listen, I know already don't deny it. I'm a teenager, I'm not stupid. But if you wanna get with my dad you have to be very outgoing about it, cuz I know he likes you too. Thing is, he'll never admit it. You have to corner him constantly; I mean how you think Stacy bedded him. Not by flowers and chocolates I can tell you that. It's a tooth and nail superiority fight, all day; every day."
As much as Cameron wanted to deny it, Violet was right. But I can't be very…stubborn thought Cameron. She looked hesitantly towards Violet, with a Help Me sort of look plastered on her face.
"Don't worry," said Violet, noticing the look on Cameron's face, "I'll help, but first-," Violet gave a distasteful look at Dr. Cameron's clothes, "Where on earth do you shop!"
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN SHIT! (i know i keep forgetting)