A/N: This is the last chapter of this story and I'm sorry it's so short. I screwed up when I was editing the last chapter. But anyway, here it is, and don't worry, there's more to come soon, so please be patient. It's been a rough couple of weeks. We love you guys and thanks for reading and commenting :)

Chapter Six

House wasn't worried when he was summoned to a meeting with the board of directors. He knew it was coming, since his ninety day probation was up in a few days, and they would be discussing his future at that hospital. Of course, they could fire his sorry ass and send him packing, but he didn't think they would. He had brought in a lot of new patients, a lot of them ended up being donors, which was very good for the hospital and he knew it. He had them over a barrel, and they would be stupid to let him go.

"Come on, House," Cameron urged him as she came and found him in the clinic. "Can't keep the board waiting."

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered as he followed her into the elevator.

"Nervous?" she asked him. She knew he probably wasn't, but she was nervous for him.

"Should I be?"

"I would be if I were you."

"Why? Are you going to tell them to fire me?"

"No! Why would I?"

"Because you're clearly still pissed at me for what you think I did, even though you and Amber have settled things. I would think you'd want to get rid of me."

The doors opened and they stepped out into the long hallway that led to the boardroom.

"Why would I want that?" she asked.

"I don't know. You've been avoiding me for weeks."

"I have not. Anyway, enough about that." They stood outside the boardroom and she straightened his tie, which seemed like the most natural gesture and he looked down at her.

"My tie was crooked?"

"A little. Ready?"

"Yeah."

"Everything's going to be okay," she assured him, but she was probably more nervous than he was.

He smirked at her and opened the doors to go in.

Dr. House, Dr. Cameron, please sit down," Dr. Ross, the head of the board, told them.

Once they were seated, the meeting got underway.

"You've had an interesting ninety days, Dr. House. And you've done some solid work. So the Dean tells me."

House merely shrugged. He didn't want to say anything to jinx himself.

"Have you given any thought to which department you'd like to work in, now that your probationary period is over?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"I'd like to start my own Diagnostics department."

Ross was incredulous as his eyes widened. "A what?"

"Diagnostic medicine. I've got people coming from all over, looking for a diagnosis since their own doctors are unable to figure out what's wrong."

"He's right," Cameron chimed in. "House's track record for solving unusual cases is impressive. The ER and the clinic have been super busy since word got out about his abilities. We had a patient from Canada last week."

"I'm intrigued. Tell me more."

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An hour later, House and Cameron emerged from the boardroom with smiles on their faces. Well, House was smiling, but Cameron seemed dumbstruck. Not only because she had never seen House smile like that, but because of what happened in the meeting

"Did that really just happen?" he asked her as they walked back to the elevator.

"Yep. Weren't you listening?"

"I don't know. Can you tell me again because I can't believe my fucking ears."

She laughed as they stepped into the elevator. "You convinced them to create your own department and for some strange reason they agreed but only if I was co-head. And we have a year to make it work or they'll dissolve it."

"They won't, because it will work."

He was still talking about his plans as they stepped into the elevator but she wasn't listening because she was so distracted by his enthusiasm. It was quite infectious and not at all something she was used to seeing. House didn't do enthusiasm.

"So what do you say?" he asked her, bringing her back to the present.

"Sorry, about what?"

"Wanna get a celebratory drink? Or do you want to eat? We can do that too. At the same table, even."

She blinked, looking surprised. "Are you… are you asking me out, House?"

"Is there a problem? Oh right, you still think I slept with Amber. Never mind then. Forget I mentioned it."

"House, wait," Cameron placed her hand on his arm to stop him and he looked down at it, then back up at her. "It's not that. I just…"

"You just what?"

She shrugged and removed her hand. "I didn't think you were interested…"

The look he gave her just then removed any doubt in her mind that he did indeed like her. And if there hadn't been so many people around she couldn't help but wonder if he might have acted on it. And she would have let him.

God, I could get lost in those bright blue eyes…she thought as she looked back at him.

"I've always been interested," he said softly.

To Be Continued…