I am so sorry for not updating in so long! I just completely lost my muse, and then sort of forgot I even had a fic, and then out of the blue, I suddenly get two reviews, and I'm like 'OMG I need to keep writing.'
So anyway, this evening, I finally write the 14th chapter, come on here to load it up, and realize that I never even loaded the 13th chapter! So here it is\!
Now, i hate to be pushy, but I want 5 reviews before I post the next chapter. I know you guys can do it, we've beaten that limit before, (not on this fic albeit).
This chapter contains very mild sexual references.
Enjoy!
About an hour into the flight, House started fidgeting, he nudged Cameron, who was reluctant to pay him any attention as she was so stuck into her book, but feared he might embarrass her if she did not.
Turning to him, she asked "What?"
"I'm bored." He replied.
"So watch the film." She suggested.
"I don't wanna!" He often reminded her of her friends 9 year-old son, they had very similar personalities. "I wanna get some toilet nookie!"
"House!" she exclaimed, but luckily no one appeared to have heard him.
"You promised! You go into the toilets, and I'll meet you there in a few minutes. I'll knock three times."
She nodded, as if it was a big hassle, but secretly she was looking forward to it.
Waiting in the toilet, she checked her watch, it had been 5 minutes and House still wasn't there.
Meanwhile, House had picked up his companions book and begun to read. It was some trashy romance novel, typically Cameron, but it was better than nothing. He knew when he suggested it, that his leg wouldn't be up to 'toilet nookie', but the fact Cameron was up for it interested him a lot!
Another 5 minutes past, and Cameron was still waiting, she didn't doubt for a second that House would show after all it was his idea! He always wanted to do it in strange places so this was nothing new.
House was beginning to see a storyline in the book; it was about some nurse falling in love with a doctor. In his experience (from talking to Wilson) this wasn't a problem in real life, but this book didn't seem to agree.
Yet another 5 minutes past and Cameron was getting impatient, but if she left, and he was on his way, she would have to come back again, which would be incredibly suspicious.
House looked at the queue growing outside the toilet, it was at least 6 people long! And the airhostess' were looking on warily. One of them approached. Looking at her badge, he couldn't help but grin.
"Millie?" He asked "Seriously?"
She nodded, her friend had told her about this man, and she was surprised it had taken this long for her to need to speak to him.
"Excuse me sir, but I couldn't help but notice that your flight companion has been away for rather a long time, and is causing congestion in the aisle. Do you know if she's alright?"
House smirked, a plan already formulating in his head. "Yes, she's fine, I thinks she's waiting for me, if you get what I mean!" he winked suggestively, and from the red flush growing across her cheeks, she certainly did know what he meant! She stormed off towards the toilets, and rapped smartly on the door, three times. House's grin grew wider.
He couldn't hear what was going on, but he could see the door being opened, and 'Millie' stepped inside the small cubicle. He wished he could hear what was going on. Cameron stepped out in front of the younger woman, blushing furiously. She was escorted back to her seat, and Millie leaned over, not only giving House a great view down her shirt, but also enabling him to hear her say "I don't know what you were thinking! This is not one of those kind of flights!"
As soon as she had gone, Cameron turned angrily to House, "I only did it because I thought it would stop you embarrassing me! Apparently not!"
House knew if he didn't reason with her now, she'd block him out for the rest of the flight, and that wouldn't be fun!
"I was going to join you! But my leg's playing up, I tried to stand once, and practically fell over, didn't want to collapse mid-nookie!"
He knew she'd never argue with a leg excuse, and she didn't.
