This chapter took me ages, and then, I realized that it wasn't even long!

Anyway, I know I said that I wouldn't post again until I had five reviews, and I only had one, which I must say upset me. But i'm going to suck it up, and move on. No need to be petty.

Anyway, I know I was mean to Cameron in this chapter but I think it makes for good reading.

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But the trip was far from over; they were just three hours in to the gruelling 8-hour flight! Cameron sat as far down into her seat as she possibly could, and avoided the gaze of anyone who walked past; she knew they had all heard Millie's furious 'whisper'. She wanted nothing more than to fall asleep, and wake up to find that the plane was landing, and she could leave, never to see these people again. But instead she was stuck in a floating tin box, with her supposed 'boyfriend' who was getting more and more annoying by the minute. She put her headphones on, and picked up her book, only to find her page was missing, as was the next one, she flicked through the book, to see that every other page has been mysteriously torn out.

"House-" she began, but was interrupted, as her grinned suspiciously and held out a present for her, a paper chain, she grabbed it out of his hand without looking at it.

"What-" she tried again, but was again, interrupted. This time it was a string of paper dolls.

She shoved it into her bag, now she was getting annoyed.

"Where-" she knew by now she wasn't going to get anywhere, but she couldn't imagine where he had hidden half a book! Then he handed her a little rose out of paper, she was shocked for a moment by the sweet gesture, but upon closer inspection of the gift, her surprise turned to annoyance.

"House! You tore pages out of my book, so you could do origami?" She accused angrily.

"Ooops!" House faked a look of guilt, "I thought you'd finished it!"

She huffed, and turned her back to him. A little while later, he leant towards her, rubbing her back.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

Cameron was stunned; she thought that she'd never hear those words from him seriously, and when she turned around, she realized that was true. He hadn't been rubbing her back, just taking the opportunity to undo her bra.

"My, my Alison, you're a little eager aren't you?" he quipped.

Reaching behind her she tried to do it back up, and failed. She'd never been good at doing it up without looking. She crossed her arms across her chest, and walked down the aisle to the toilets, where she could take it off and re-do it. Millie looked on suspiciously from the galley.

Inside the confinement of the cubicle, Cameron pulled of her top and twisted her bra round. Turned out House wasn't quite the expert he'd thought, and had managed to tear one of the hooks off. She looked at it carefully, she'd be able to fix it, but it would take a while without the use of her glasses. Holding her top between her teeth (the side looked particularly grotty), she fumbled with the catch. She hadn't realized how long she had been in there until she heard a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, Ma'am, are you OK in there?" It was Millie who, unaware to Cameron, had been asked by House to 'check' on his companion.

"Yeah" Cameron replied, her sounds muffled between her teeth and top.

Millie frowned, there was something not quite right going on it there. She pulled the master key out of her pocket and called

"I'm coming in!"

Unable to stop her, with her mouth full, Cameron stood in horror, as the Stewardess opened the door, and pulled it shut immediately. Cameron knew there was nothing she could do, and had to pull her top back on, sans bra. Then, once again, she had to take the march of shame back to her seat, this time, with a red lacy undergarment clutched in her hand.

"I swear House, when we get back I am quitting my job and never speaking to you again!" She hissed this statement with such venom; House couldn't help but be a little scared of his usually meek underling. He opened his mouth, but she stopped him.

"Don't say anything, I don't want to hear it!"

Even House knew limits, and he knew he couldn't push her any further, leaning back in his seat he sighed, this was going to be one, long journey.