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Once again, House awoke first. He tried to rise, but found that something was weighing him down. He turned over to find Cameron wrapped around him. Her arm was weaved under his own, her head nuzzled into his chest. He felt a warm sensation creeping over him. He smiled despite the awkwardness of what would occur when she awoke. He couldn't resist.

He rested his head on her neck and whispered one word. "Cameron."

Her eyes fluttered open, and their eyes locked. It took a moment for the young doctor to understand. House, bed, her in it. Arm wrapped around him. His lips by her ear. Head on chest. And his bare chest and her silky nightgown making contact. She felt dizzy.

"House I… I…" She was speechless. He laughed, causing her cheeks to go pink.

"How about you unwind…literally. And we get some breakfast."

She nodded, unwrapping herself from his body and dashing into the bathroom to shower. House got up as well, deciding to take a shower after…

Cameron was in the shower. He could hear the water running. Chills ran up and down his spine, but he shook them away. 'Stop it, House. She's half your age.'

Ten minutes later Cameron exited the bathroom in utter shame. She was wrapped in only a towel, her wet hair dangling around her bare shoulders. "Go," she said, feeling idiotic for not having brought clothes so she could change in the shower.

House gazed at her bare shoulders, her long legs that were visible despite the towel. He grinned, and entered the bathroom himself. Cameron rapidly shed the towel, pulling on some underwear and a bra. She took a deep breath, relaxing. Her hair was raining droplets upon her body, trickling downward. She decided carefully what she would wear after blow-drying her hair. At last, she chose a pair of jeans, a lilac sweater, and a pair of boots. House came out just as she had pulled on the jeans, but not yet sweater. He didn't make a sound as she pulled the sweater over her head, but when she turned around, she stopped.
"How long were you standing there?" she questioned, her voice shaking slightly.

"Long enough."

House had a towel wrapped around his waist, but Cameron had seen House in such a state before. With only a towel on, that is.
Cameron took in a sharp breath. "I need to go out and buy a dress for tonight," she said, grabbing her purse. House stopped her momentarily, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Be back before seven," he said, looking her over. He felt oddly protective of the young doctor, not enjoying the notion of her wandering around D.C. alone.

She rolled her eyes, but nodded. "I will, I will." And with that, she exited, grabbing her coat.

After hailing a cab, Cameron asked the driver what was one of the best malls in the area.
"Well, Tysons Corners Center in McLean is pretty popular. You'd want to take the subway and then catch a bus."
Cameron nodded, and was driven to the subway. After thanking the driver and paying him, she found herself on the subway. Then, once in Virginia, on the bus.

Tysons Corners was quite large in her opinion. Granted, not the largest mall, but big. And bustling. It was Christmas Eve, after all.

After fighting her way to a panel showing the different stores, she headed for Jessica McClintock, The store was relatively small, but she was startled by the amount of dresses. Granted, some were hideous, while some shocked her by there sheer beauty.
She had grabbed one dress, finding it to be the only one that she found fit her, but then bumped into another young woman, maybe in her early thirties. She had dark brown hair that fell a few inches past her shoulders in light curls. She had clear blue eyes, which set of her fair skin quite well.

"Sorry," Cameron said, apologizing to the young woman.

The other woman smiled slightly, though she seemed distracted. Spotting the dress in Cameron's hand, she nodded approvingly. "That dress is gorgeous."
Allison blinked, then nodded. "You can take it if you'd like. I can't find anything here…"

The stranger gazed curiously at the dress in her own arms, then spoke. "Let's trade then," indicating towards the dress. "It's the last one, and I think we're the same size."
Cameron grinned, nodding approvingly. The dress this woman carried was quite stunning. So they swapped.

"Thanks," the immunologist said with a grin, and gazed at the woman momentarily. She seemed vaguely familiar. But a large crowd broke them apart, and Cameron recalled that she was in a rush. After buying the dress and ransacking the mall for shoes and a purse, Cameron rushed to the bus station, weighed down by several bags.

At last, she returned to the hotel.

She slid the key into the lock, and carefully crept into the room. She was half an hour late. But maybe he wouldn't notice. She shut the door, dropped the bags on the floor and fell upon the bed.

"You're late."
Cameron released a shriek of terror, toppling off the bed. She was met by a hearty laugh.

"House!" she snarled, still on the floor.
"You were late and your phone was turned off." He held out a hand, which she took, pulling her up, she matched his gaze.
"I was shopping. The mall was crowded as Hell."

House clicked his tongue. "No excuses. You have half an hour to get ready. Now go."

She rolled her eyes, grabbing the bags and dashing into the shower. House laughed and he changed himself. It felt wonderful not having to worry about the pain in his leg, the inability to move freely. As he changed into the suit, he gazed at himself in the mirror, and smirked. He looked quite…dashing.

"House?"

He turned his head, and felt as though he needed a Vicodin. Now.

Cameron stood before him, her head cocked to the side.
She wore a ball gown. A halter ball gown. The bodice was a sky blue, decorated with beads. Just below the bust appeared to be a ribbon of silver beads. The skirt flowed out around her, the sky blue tinted with hints of lilac. And the neckline… It was driving him insane. A low V neck that revealed her cleavage. It was… spectacular. She wore high heeled silver shoes, and in her other hand she held a clutch purse. She shifted slightly from one foot to the other.

"Is it too dressy?" she asked, not meeting his gaze.
When House at last recovered the ability to speak he shook his head. "No… Not at all." He gazed at his watch, trying to grasp what was going on around him. "Come on. If Cuddy finds out that we missed even one part of that speech she'll kiss us. And by us I mean me."

Cameron giggled slightly as the exited the room.