Alright, I hope that you guys appreciate this chapter, because I put off writing my lit review paper for Abnormal Psych so that I could write it (Then again, I've been putting off that paper for a week, so it wasn't all just for this story ;P). Anyways, I hope that ya'll like it.

The group is sitting at a large table with papers spread out around them, organizing themselves for the conference.

"So how do we open up with these cases?" Foreman questions, "It's not like they have anything in common, like when House lectured for the Diagnostics class and used three cases with leg pains."

"How about: A cop, a nun and a nine-year old boy walk into the ER…" Cameron starts, not looking up at first. Finally she does as she comes to a realization. "Wait, no, I don't think that'll work. They might think it's a joke to break the ice. Like those 'A rabbi, priest and a nun walk into a bar…' I don't think that that will work."

"Plus, the nun walked into the clinic." House points out. "As I recall, the sisters with her thought that the rash on her hands looked like stigmata." He's cut off by a snort from Elliot, "Reminding you of your Catholic School days?"

"No, just thinking of Sister Mary, that sounds like something that she would have said."

The group once again falls silent, but each person slowly looks up when they hear a low humming coming from Cameron. The tone is low and kind of depressing sounding. Eventually she starts to softly sing the lyrics.

"Kiss Me too fiercely
Hold me too tight
I need help believing
You're with me tonight
My wildest dreamings
Could not foresee
Lying beside you
With you wanting me

"And just for this moment
As long as you're mine
I've lot all resistance
And crossed some borderline
And if it turns out
It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine."

Shocking everyone, House comes in for the male part.

"Maybe I'm brainless
Maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing
Though different eyes
Somehow I've fallen
Under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling
It's up that I fell"

By now the entire carriage that's within hearing has stopped what they're doing to listen. Cameron looked up when she heard House begin to sing the male part, and bit her lip in hesitation about whether or not to continue, finally coming in for the pairs part.

"Every moment
As long as you're mine
I'll wake up my body
And make up for lost time"

Cameron falls silent for the two lines that come next…

"Say there's no future
For us as a pair"

…Picking up for the final part.

"And though I know I may know
I don't care
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
Come be how you want to
And see how bright we shine
Borrow the moonlight
Until it is though
And know I'll be here holding you
As long as you're mine"

As they fall silent to the end of the song, the compartment breaks into polite applause, causing Cameron to duck her head in embarrassment. As soon as the applause dies down, Cameron looks up slightly, shuffling her papers together. Eventually she looks up fully and is met by mildly shocked looks from her coworkers. They all knew that she could sing, these gazes are split evenly between her and House. Again - knowing they could sing - it seemed like the gaze between the two during the song was what caused the current shock.

"What?!" Cameron finally breaks out. "I sing when I'm trying to think."

"That explains why we don't hear you singing much in the office." House fires back, missing the glare from Cameron when he looks down at the file in his lap.

"Shut up. If you're nice for the rest of the trip, I won't drag you out to the concert in the park tomorrow."

"I thought tomorrow we were going to the club you know."

"We are…tomorrow night. Friday afternoons there's always show in Central Park. Usually it's done by Julliard and the music is often from whatever musical their theatre program put on that summer."

"What musical did they put on this summer?" Chase questions her.

"Wicked." Cameron supplies absently, returning to her paperwork.

"Never heard of it." The entire table falls silent at that. Chase looks up and is met by looks of disbelief from the two women and even House. Foreman is sitting back, enjoying the show.

"You've never heard of Wicked?" The tone of disbelief is evident in Elliot's voice.

"No?" Chase answers uncertainly. Everyone shakes their heads and returns to work. Cameron takes pity on her coworker and explains the story line.

"It's a prequel of sorts to The Wizard of Oz. The story tells of how the Wicked Witch of the West came to be who she was. A bulk of the story is told when Elphaba - the Wicked Witch - and Glinda were at school - and friends at the time."

"Didn't your sister say that you played Elphaba?" Foreman cuts in.

"I don't know if she did say that, but yes, I did play Elphaba. So did she; Ashley decided to break the trend…she got the part of Glinda. Suits her, she's got curly blonde hair and hates having to wash off stage make-up. As Elphaba, you're covered head to toe in green make-up. Alex almost got the part of Fiyero, but the directors thought that it would be weird for him to play that opposite Angela, so they gave him the part of the wizard."

"Fiyero?"

"The Prince of Oz. Glinda convinces herself that she's going to marry him, but he falls in love with Elphaba instead. It's a good play; opening night is tonight if you guys want to see it - I could probably get some more tickets."

"That's okay. I'd rather prepare for Saturday. One night off on this case is more than enough, and that's tomorrow night."

"Very well."

The team silently returns to their work, each turning on their iPods and silencing the others out. Foreman looks up to notice a small smile gracing Cameron's face, and his confusion is evident as to why. Shortly, Cameron's head starts bobbing up and down softly leaving Foreman to believe that she' listening to a favorite song. Unknown to him - beneath the table - she and House are gently teasing each other with their feet.

House is 'unpacking' his things - translation: randomly throwing his things into two drawers - when Cameron sneaks in, closing the door behind her softly and leaning against the door.

"Clandestine meeting in my room, I thought we'd at least wait until dark." House tosses his bag on the floor, limping up to her and putting his arms around her waist. Cameron puts her arms around his neck and leans into his kiss.

"No clandestine meeting. Meet me in the lobby at 6 PM, wear that shirt and jacket that I made you pack. Make up some story if the others ask you where you're going." Cameron extracts herself from his arms and sneaks back outside and into her room that she's sharing with Elliot.

Elliot looks up from her laptop as Cameron enters with a smile on her face and pulls out the dress that she packed.

"So how's Greg? You two seem to be spending a lot of short amounts of time in rooms together. I would have thought Greg had more stamina then that. Then again, he is getting up there in age."

"Elliot!" Cameron turns to her in exasperation before returning to her bag, pulling out her shoes.

"You're right. Thinking of Greg that way just gave me a mental image that I will not be able to banish for years to come. What's the dress for?"

"Ashley's summer production is tonight. I'm dragging Greg to it."

"Wicked, right? Love to see Greg at a musical, that will definitely provide for months of blackmail material."

"And the knowledge that he starred in a musical in high school doesn't?" Cameron hangs her dress up on the bathroom door and flops down on her bed, pulling her case files to her.

"Greg was different then. Granted, he was still an angry bitter guy, but then he still knew how to smile a bit. It wasn't quite as shocking. Grams always dragged mom and Greg to plays and musicals when they were younger."

"Really? I'll have to have a word with your grandmother about teenage Greg House."

"Talk to my mom instead. She'll give you the full truth - the truth that Grams doesn't know about."

"I'll have to do that." Cameron sets the alarm on her watch and the two fall silent as they review the case files.

Foreman thanks the woman at the gift shop register after paying for his purchases. As he leaves the store, he runs head long into someone. Lifting his gaze to apologize, he falls silent realizing that it's House that he ran into.

"Hey House. Going somewhere?"

"Yeah. Do you realize how many strip clubs there are in the immediate vicinity? And no, you can't come with me. Why aren't you upstairs reviewing for Saturday?"

"I'm the one that has to share a bedroom with Chase," Foreman holds up a set of wax earplugs and a bottle of AdvilPM, "I learned the hard way at the last conference that these are necessities in that particular situation."

"Very well. Don't wait up for me." House turns and limps around the corner, stopping just out of sight before turning to make sure that Foreman turned to leave.

Heading in the direction of the elevators, Foreman notices Cameron get off of one and head in his direction…passing right by him without a hello. Thinking that she's just distracted, he moves to board an elevator, stopping when he realizes that both she and House were fairly dressed up - House in particular for a strip club. Immediately he turns and follows his colleague, remaining out of sight as he notices Cameron approach House and give him a quick kiss on the lips, and smiles when House pulls her in for a deeper one. Finally, Cameron pulls away, smacking him slightly on the arm, smiling while doing so.

The pair join arms and leave together. Foreman turns back toward the elevator with a smile on his face.

Good for them. He jumps into an elevator just as it's about to close and turns around for the ride to his floor. Just as the door's about to close a look of shock comes across his face as the full impact of what he's seen sinks in:

Cameron and HOUSE!?!

I think I'll do Chase next...but I'm not sure how that reaction will proceed. Therefore there might be a longer than usual lull. Oh, for those wondering...YES, I do love the musical Wicked, so you'll often see reference to the music in my fics.