Hi everyone! I have been updating like crazy, coz I'm in the middle of school holidays, and I know as soon as I go back to school, I won't have as much time to write, so I'm trying to get ahead as much as possible. Anyway, her it is, the Charity Dinner, where ties will be broken, and relationships restored… blah blah blah. Here's the chapter!
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The girl in the chair with the long golden hair.
Well that used to be me.
A flirtatious smile unpredictably wild.
Always trying to please.
Cameron sat at her dressing table, combing her hair as she listened to the radio. Her dress was laid on her bed. She didn't want to go, but Kimee, Chase and Foreman had ganged up on her and made her to agree to be there.
She was too tired of this, this life of games and unpredictability.
I was always walking one step ahead.
Or so I thought until the monster crawled into my bed.
Rewind and erase that shock look on you face 'coz your Mona Lisa is dead.
A million words a thousand days.
She picked up the dress, holding it gingerly. She had spent a whole afternoon looking for this with House. She took a deep breath and nodded to herself, and she began to get dressed.
The girl I used to be has a terrible case of mistaken identity.
And yesterday's girl is not what you see.
It's a terrible case of mistaken identity.
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"House!" Wilson calls, banging on his door.
"Coming, coming," House grumbles.
He opens the door suddenly.
"Hey. Nice outfit," Wilson says grinning.
Both men are wearing suits with a tie, except House was the only one who kept fiddling with the knot and complaining about it.
"Yeah, yeah," House says.
"So…" Wilson says.
"Not now, Wilson," House says gruffly.
"Fine, fine. You know tonight is said to be a big event for Princeton-Plainsboro," Wilson says. "You're not planning on embarrassing Cuddy or getting into a fight with a guest, are you?"
"No, I'm sure something else will happen without my genius," House says smiling evilly.
"Oh, of course," Wilson says. "Where's Kimee?"
"Already there. She had to be there to make sure her baby's OK," House says. As soon as the words left his mouth he regretted it. Any reference to babies, pregnancy or family made House freeze up and snap at anyone who came near him for a good half hour. But Wilson being the honourable friend ignored this little remark.
"So are you ready to go?" Wilson asks.
"Yeah," House mutters.
The two men walk out the door, House closing it loudly behind him.
Tonight was going to be a big event.
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The Charity Dinner, one of the most prestigious events held by PPTH this year. This most esteemed event carried an Oriental-inspired theme.
Red lanterns hung from the ceiling and plum and chocolate covered walls, tables covered in fine linen cloths, red candles and aromatic Asian flower arrangements upon them, and bronze-coloured cutlery and wooden bowls and plate as well. Silk screens were also placed around near the walls with Asian characters and flowers painted on. And on each table was a pot of fragrant jasmine tea. Waiters in black and white served high-priced champagne in sparkling flute glasses and an array of Asian delicacies, from sushi to dim sims. There was even a small pond with large gold koi fish, and lilies floating on the water, there was also a small cherry blossom tree. And tiny bonsai trees were also placed around the room.
Guests were already milling about, men dressed in formal and stylish suits, women in beautiful dresses, jewellery hanging from their necks, wrists and ears. There was a small stage which was currently empty.
"Cuddy!" Kimee squeals rushing over to her.
"Hello Kimee," Cuddy says, sashaying sexily to her.
"Oh you look gorgeous!" Kimee says.
Cuddy wore a wine red empire line dress, which finished just above the ankle. Her hair was twisted into a messy up-do and a glittering necklace dangled from her neck, sparkling when light hit it as she moved. And finally, her shoes, women's most prized possessions, were a pair of classy black stilettos.
"Thanks. But look at you!" Cuddy exclaims in a rather un-Cuddy fashion.
Kimee was wearing a purple Grecian style dress, just below the knee, trimmed with gold. She wore elaborate beaded earrings and bronze strappy heels. Her hair was half up, clasped with an intricately decorated hairclip.
"You're too sweet," Kimee says.
"Oh, wow, Kimee. This place looks beautiful. How did you do it without exceeding our budget?" Cuddy asks.
"Well, it was easy. My friend, Sophie, is dating a guy who works for a guy who does fabulous lighting for really cheap. And my friend's mom makes all these really beautiful tablecloths and linen ware. And–" Kimee says.
"Alright, alright, Kimee. You sound like one of those Italian mafia girls who have more connections than Kelly Osbourne's changed her hair colour," Cuddy says.
"Interesting reference, Cuddy. Didn't think you were really into pop culture," Kimee says.
"Thanks. Oh, have you seen House yet? He better not be skipping this," Cuddy says, looking around irritably before grabbing a champagne glass and downing the whole glass in one swig.
"Don't worry, he'll be here," Kimee says as, surprise, House and Wilson swagger over to them
"Speak of the devil," Cuddy mutters to Kimee, then grabs another glass of champagne
"Cuddy! Finally letting B1 and B2 have a night out?" House says motioning at her chest.
"Go fuck yourself, House," Cuddy says.
"Dr Cuddy! Language! What will the patrons of the hospital think?" House says, acting shocked.
"They'll be getting so pissed drunk they won't remember anything," Cuddy says, before taking another mouthful of bubbly. "And I think I might too,"
"Erm…" Kimee says unsurely.
"Wilson! Let's dance!" Cuddy exclaims suddenly.
"There's no dance floor–" Wilson says before being dragged off by Cuddy.
"Oh, she's gonna be so hung over tomorrow morning," Kimee says.
"And after only two glasses. That's impressive," House says.
"Ok, uncle, you can't play games with me. Allison's getting her pregnancy results tomorrow morning. What are you going to do if she is pregnant?" Kimee asks, obviously wasting no time in getting to the point.
"Hm. No sugar coating with you, eh?" House says raising an eyebrow. Kimee glares at him annoyed. He sighs tiredly, not answering until after some time.
"I don't think I'll ever be ready to settle down. I think I lack the maturity gene. Maybe it skips a generation," House says.
"Stacy always wanted to have kids. And I didn't want to be tied down. But I think, the reality is, if I did have a kid, I'll probably screw up. I'd be responsible for ruining a kid's life, and I don't want someone else to lead a miserable existence like I have for most of my life," House says softly.
"But after all this, I decided… I will stay and help raise the kid with Allison if she's pregnant,"
"Really?" Kimee asks.
"Yeah. Besides, then I'll have my own little underlings who can help me take over the world!" House says.
"Oh, Hou…Greg," Kimee says hugging him tightly around the neck.
"Okay Kimee, enough. People from the hospital are here. They might see me!" House says whiningly.
"Yeah, yeah, you big baby. Go. Talk to Allison. Better to get it over and done with," Kimee says.
"Mm-hm," House says, nods at her before heading in the direction of the bar.
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"Thankyou," Cameron says as the valet helps her out.
She breathes in deeply, fidgeting a little.
You can do this. Come on, Allison. It's just a charity event. What kinda drama can go on tonight?
A lot.
She's so deep in thought that the valet guys start looking at her weirdly. She shakes her head before walking in confidently.
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"Hey, guys," Kimee says to Foreman, Chase and an unknown lady.
"Hey Kimee. Oh, this is my date, Letisha," Foreman says motioning at the tall dark-skinned lady in a sparkly chocolate brown cocktail dress.
"Oh, hi!" Kimee says shaking her hand.
"It's nice to meet you," Letisha says.
"Nice to meet you too. Oh, have you seen Cameron yet?" Kimee asks.
"Nup. She better show up soon though," Foreman says.
"Yeah. Or else she has to do both our clinic hours," Chase says grinning evilly.
"Hey, Eric, let's go get a drink, eh?" Letisha asks Foreman, putting her arm through his.
"Sure. Hey, tell me if you see Cameron, OK?" Foreman says before walking off.
"Um…I think she's here now," Kimee says staring at the doorway.
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"Another drink sir?" The bartender asks.
"Yeah," House says.
"Hey, Dr House," Foreman says coming over to him with Letisha. "House, this is Letisha,"
"Dr Foreman. I thought you avoided these lame events like the plague," House says, looking ahead, blatantly ignoring Letisha
"And I thought you'd be humiliating Cuddy already," Foreman says.
"No, think she's doing well on her own," House says jutting his chin at Cuddy who was currently drunkenly singing "I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie wooooooorrrrrrrllllllldddddd!"
"Right. Sooooooo. Have you seen Cameron?" Foreman asks.
"Nope," House says, continuing to drink his scotch. "Can't say I'm surprised,"
"Well, I think she just came," Foreman says looking over to the doorway, as did everyone else in the room.
House turns around to see what everyone else was staring at, and there was Allison Cameron, standing there, in a beautiful, strapless, white, floor-length gown with a ruffled train, trailing behind her, with a black ribbon cinched around her waist. She wore exquisite diamante chandelier earrings, but besides that she wore no other jewellery. Her hair was twisted to the side, her eyes were smoky and charcoal coloured and her lips were slicked with a clear gloss. Even her skin seemed to glow more tonight than usual.
House stares at her, as if cast under a spell. It seemed everyone was enchanted by this nymph-like woman, who had managed to physically turn heads.
"Wow. She looks amazing," Letisha says, awestruck. "Who is she?"
"That would be Allison Cameron," Foreman says. "House's girlfriend…I think," he adds whispering in her ear.
"Oh," Letisha says turning back to look at Cameron. "She's beautiful,"
"Looks can be deceiving," House says, returning to his drink.
Foreman looks at House, and signals to Letisha that maybe they should leave.
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"Cameron! You look…fantastic!" Kimee exclaims walking over to her followed by Chase.
"Thanks, Kimee. You look really good yourself," Cameron says
"What? Please! You are aware every woman in the room is totally envious of you and every man is drooling over you!" Kimee says.
Cameron smiles bashfully.
"Kimee's right. You look good," Chase says.
"As do you," Cameron says.
"Well, I'm going to the bar. You two want anything?" Chase asks.
"No, thanks," Cameron says.
"Oh, I'll come. That bartender's cute," Kimee says pushing Chase towards the bar.
Cameron stands there, rather unsure of what to do. Then she feels a shiver run down her spine, and she turns around to see House standing there, looking at her, his gaze unbroken.
She's actually quite breath taken with his appearance. He was wearing a black suit, dark shirt and dark tie and he stood there, one hand in his pocket the other on his cane.
"Hey," House says casually.
"Hey," Cameron says almost shyly
"You look…nice," House says.
"Thanks. So do you, or would that be an insult?" Cameron says, smirking.
"Oh, I can look nice, I just don't act nice," House says airily.
"Of course," Cameron says nodding.
"Er, look. Can we, uh, talk? Somewhere more private?" House asks.
"Sure," Cameron says and she walks outside to the lobby, House behind her
They stand facing each other, feeling awkward and uncomfortable.
"Ok. I just wanted to say…I'm…sorry," House says.
Cameron is taken aback by this sudden apology, but doesn't say anything.
"I shouldn't have acted like that. I…was just kinda stunned. I screwed up. I know that. That's kinda guaranteed when you are with me," House says looking at her with his electric blue eyes.
Cameron looks up at him, a torrent of emotions going through her mind. She didn't think he'd ever say something like this. She had expected him to make a few crass comments, basically manipulate her into taking him back, and then bedding her. But instead, he was actually apologising and admitting to his ass-ness. And when he looks at her, with those confident, yet pleading eyes, she knew that he mean what he said. Cameron clutches him on the arms.
"Greg. I never thought you were they type to apologise like that," Cameron says softly.
"I am a man of many talents," House says.
"So I've heard," Cameron says.
"So…do you forgive me for being me?" House asks lightly.
"Yes," Cameron says smiling sweetly.
"But you know, you can tell me this kinda stuff. I'm not gonna run away like a startled wombat. That's Chase," House says.
"I know. I should have told you. But maybe next time when I do tell you something like this, maybe you could be a little less stony," Cameron says.
"That's part of my charm," House says.
"That's why I'm with you," Cameron says grinning.
House looks at her, not saying anything. Cameron blushes under his gaze.
"What?" Cameron asks, smiling bashfully.
"Allison," House says. "If you are pregnant, I will support whatever decision you make,"
Cameron bites her lip in joy. She smiles happily at him and wraps her arms around him, kissing him on the mouth ardently.
"Now come on. Cuddy is supposedly giving donors lap dances. I gotta see this, so I can blackmail her later," House says pulling away slowly.
Cameron smiles before being dragged back in by House who was doing quite well in manoeuvring his way through the crowd while holding onto her arm and grasping his cane at the same time.
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"Stacy! You're herrrre!" Cuddy says/slurs.
"Hi…Cuddy. Are you drunk?" Stacy asks.
"What? Nooooooooo! No, no, no. Of course not. Absolutely not. Why would you think…uh, what was the question again?" Cuddy asks.
"Classy," Stacy mutters.
"Ok, well–"Stacy says before being cut off by Kimee.
"Well, well, well. Look who came. I don't remember sending you an invitation," Kimee says.
"Oh, no wonder Cuddy delivered it to me personally," Stacy says icily.
"Yep. That's what I did," Cuddy says.
"Cuddy, hon, you might wanna ease up on the drinks," Kimee says taking the champagne glass out of her hand.
"Whatever," Cuddy says throwing her hands up in defeat before swaggering off.
"So, where's that sad-ass husband of yours?" Kimee asks.
"Mark is in the bathroom," Stacy says glaring at her.
"Oh good, then I can rant at you freely," Kimee says. "You dare slap my uncle? The only chicks that can kick House's ass is me, Cuddy, Cameron and maybe his mom,"
"Come near him again or Cameron for that matter, and you betcha scrawny ass that I will come down on you like a ton of bricks on steroids," Kimee says pointing at her threateningly.
"You don't scare me. You too young to be involved in an adult's world," Stacy says.
"Oh, you don't want to mess with me, coz you know I will beat you at your own game,"
"Oh you are–"Stacy says but Mark comes over to them, stopping her mid-line.
"Stacy. What's going on?" Mark as lightly.
"You must be the famous Mark," Kimee says interrupting them.
"Yes I am," Mark says smiling and extends his hand to shake hers. "And who are you?"
"Kimee. Kimee House," Kimee says, not bothering to shake his hand.
"House? What are you his illegitimate daughter?" Mark asks guffawing at his own joke
"That's not funny," Kimee says dryly. "I'm actually his niece,"
"Oh well," Mark says.
"Right. So I have to go now. I have a party to attend to," Kimee says and flicks her hair haughtily before walking off.
"She seemed…very House-like," Mark says to Stacy.
"Hm. I know," Stacy says and then turns her back on the direction Kimee walked off and leaves.
Mark just shrugs and then follows her。
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"Chase-Wasey!" House says babyishly as he and Cameron came over to the table he, Foreman, Letisha and Cuddy were sitting at.
"House," Chase says.
"Can we sit here?" House asks putting on a cutesy voice.
"What don't you have anyone else to sit with, besides your unimportant employees?" Chase says snidely which is awarded with a few sniggers.
"No! Of course not. I want to sit here so I can get to know you better. You know observe you and your quirky traits of picking your teeth or scratching yourself in unmentionable places," House says. This was followed by loud snorts and giggles, signalling House had won this match.
Chase sighs wearily and sulks a little.
"Thanks Chase," Cameron says apologetically as she sat down.
"House, you are so mean to him every single day!" Cuddy says, still very much drunk.
"Aw, Cuddy. Not as mean as you are to me, making me do all those clinic hours," House says.
"Hey guys. Can I sit here?" Wilson says ambling over to them.
"Sure," Cameron says before anyone could make any snide comments about social retarded-ness.
"Hey, Wilson, how come you didn't bring your wife, whatshername, Jenny, Jackie?" Foreman asks.
"Julie," Wilson says sitting down with a slight groan.
"Yeah, where is old Julie?" House asks.
"She…didn't feel well," Wilson says, obviously making it up.
"Another fight?" House asks knowingly.
"I don't wanna talk about it," Wilson says.
House mouths something which bore remarkable resemblance to 'coward'
"How come no one's ever met her, excluding Greg?" Cameron asks.
"She hates anything to do with the hospital. Doesn't like the fact that her precious Jimmy spends more time there than at home with her," House answers for Wilson.
"Oh," Cameron says nodding.
"Wilson, isn't this your, what, third marriage? Didn't really think you were such a player," Chase says grinning. Everyone sneers at that comment and Wilson looks flustered.
"Look–" Wilson says but he is cut off by the arrival of Stacy and Mark.
"Hi everybody. Could we sit here?" she asks.
"No," House says gruffly.
"Greg," Cameron hisses.
"Yeah sure," Wilson says glaring at House. "'Mark, you know everyone here?"
"Uh, yeah. Foreman, Chase, Cameron, Cuddy and... I'm sorry I don't think I know you," Mark says looking at Letisha.
"I'm Letisha," she says smiling.
She was currently the only one. Chase and Foreman had never really warmed up to Mark or Stacy, knowing that these two people had made House act very cranky for a while. Wilson was presently looking rather nervous and kept darting looks at House, certain he was going to hurt Mark if he aggravated him enough. Cameron was biting her lip; sure something like a vicious food fight was going to suddenly begin. Cuddy, of course was oblivious to the whole situation, and was, at the moment, talking to her champagne glass.
But before anybody could make any rude or sarcastic remarks, Kimee's voice filled the room.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Kimee says holding the mic confidently. "Welcome to Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital's Charity Dinner where we are trying to raise funds for the Children's Ward. They say children are our future, and by donating tonight, you will be helping sick children recover quickly so they can lead a better and longer life," Kimee says which was followed by a loud applause.
"So please, I once again welcome you to Princeton-Plainsboro's Charity Dinner!" Kimee says as about 50 firecrackers are let off, exploding in all areas of the room, the loud sound filling everyone's ears. Everybody gazed awestruck and blocked their ears to prevent the loud noise of the firecrackers. Then, as the smoke died down, a Chinese dragon and two lions streamed out followed by a set of drummers. A man in a mask waved a red ball teasing the lions as the dragon winded itself through the tables, and everybody cheered and clapped
"Wow. Kimee's really outdone herself," Wilson says wolf-whistling.
"Oh I know! Fire crackers, Asian plants, lanterns! It's all so beautiful," Cameron says looking around.
"It's definitely something," Chase says. "Anyone want some tea?"
"I don't know…" Foreman says looking at it unsurely.
"Come on. It's really good for you," Kimee says walking over to them.
"Hey, Kimee. Great show, with the dragons and drummers," Wilson says.
"Wait til you see what's to come," Kimee says tapping the side of her nose.
"Kim-eeeeeeeee!" House whines. "When's dinner coming? I'm hungry,"
"Well I hoped so, because you are about to experience a king's feast!" Kimee says and just as she said that, waiters and waitresses came out, pushing trolleys of food or holding trays with an assortment of dishes. Pork buns, dumplings, fish, chicken, pork ribs, barbeque meat, sticky rice wrapped in banana leaves, fried noddles and much more was served.
"Yum cha!" Cuddy exclaims.
"Oh. My. God." House says excitedly.
"This is very impressive," Mark says nodding.
"Who asked you," Kimee shots at him fiercely.
"Kimee," Wilson says, trying to divert a debacle.
"Hey, Kimee, sit by me," Chase say pulling out a chair.
"Sure. Thanks," Kimee says sitting down.
"Come on everyone! To Kimee, PPTH and the inventor of Asia!" Cuddy says holding up her glass. "Kimee, how do you say cheers in Chinese?"
"Gan bei!" Kimee cries.
"Gan bei!" everyone says loudly, clinking their glasses.
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"Hey! You got any spring rolls?" House asks.
"Yes, yes," says the waiter and places a plate full of crisp spring rolls in front of him.
"I cannot even begin to comprehend how you can eat that much, not workout and still be super slim," Kimee says looking at him disbelievingly.
"Who said I don't workout?" House says, biting a roll.
"Do you?" Foreman asks.
"That's not the point," House says.
"Uh, excuse me, Miss House?" a man asks tapping Kimee on the shoulder.
"Yes?" Kimee says.
"Are you ready for the–?" the man asks before being cut off by Kimee waving her hand.
"Yes, yes, yes. Get them to be out in 15 minutes, ok?" Kimee says.
"Yes, Miss House," the man says before walking off.
"What was that about?" Wilson asks.
"Wait and see," Kimee says.
"Come on! Tell us," Chase says sipping some champagne.
"Patience is a virtue, Chase," Kimee says.
"Kim-eeeeeeeeeeee!" House says.
"Hey let's play a game, eh? 'How about, 'I Never'?" Kimee says slyly.
"Ooh! Yes!" Cuddy squeals. Everybody shrugs indifferently. "I'll start,"
"I never…stole anything,"
Foreman and Chase reluctantly took a swig of champagne, as did Kimee.
"Kimee! I would have never thought!" House says, pretending to be appalled.
"What about you, House?" Wilson says.
"I've never stolen," House says.
"So, what about, covering your steak with salad? $20 from me? $50 from Chase? ("Hey!" Chase exclaims) Someone's bra from the nurses locker?" Wilson says ticking each one off on his fingers.
"Hey, you dared me to take it! I don't know what kinda random fetish you have with the nurses' underwear," House says haughtily.
"How come good boy, Chase, stole something?" Kimee says interrupting.
"It… was when I was… a teenager. My mum and dad had just divorced, and I wanted to them to notice me, ok?" Chase says hesitantly.
"Well, I think stealing is an unhealthy way of getting attention," Mark says playing with his chopsticks.
"Oh, the guidance counsellor speaks! Oh hail, master! Tell us more on your opinion of theft!' House says mockingly.
"No need to be sarcastic, House. Wait, you can't help it, can you?" Mark says.
"At least it's not as bad ass being a stuck-up know-it-all who was so dumb, he almost refused medical treatment, before his owner stepped in and interfered," Kimee says, glowering at him.
Everyone looked at the little Kimee-House-Mark warfare going on, nervously. Two House-s angryvery BAD.
"Um, I think it's my go now, eh?" Foreman says.
"Fine," Kimee says huffily. Mark and House both sit back into their chairs, but still looked at each other icily.
"I never…had sex with someone while relatives were in the house," Foreman says.
Wilson, Chase, House and Cuddy took a drink.
"Oh my god! How can you guys do that knowing that your grandma or something was next door?" Cameron says giggling.
"Which wife was this, Jimmy, or was it a girlfriend?" Kimee asks grinning.
"My…second wife, I think. She jumped me, OK?" Wilson says as everyone punches him on the arm.
"Oh, yeah, just blame it on her," Stacy says.
"What about you House?" Foreman asks.
"Me?" House asks acting as if he hadn't been listening. "I was in college, and I met this under grad student. Very hot. I snuck into her house one night and stole her virginity. Her name was Lisa Cuddy," House announces.
Everybody laughs raucously.
"That's not true! You're a liar House," Cuddy says pointing at him.
"So what happened with you then Cuddy?" Letisha asks.
"I went on a date with this guy, and we went back to his place, did the deed, and then I find out he lives with his parents, who were sleeping in the room next to his," Cuddy says
They all snigger and hoot at this, especially House.
"My turn!" Chase says. "I never…got a tattoo,"
Kimee, House, Foreman and Keisha take a drink and to their surprise, Cameron.
"Al! I didn't know you had a tattoo!" Kimee exclaims.
"It's really tiny. I got it when I was 16," Cameron says.
"Show us," Wilson says.
Cameron shrugs, lifts up her leg and on her right ankle, and there was a small dragonfly
"Oh, that's hot," Letisha says. She then holds out her wrist, revealing a rose.
"Nice," Kimee says. "Check this out," she turns around moves her sweeps her hair away and at the nape of her neck is an intricate Celtic cross
"When did you get that?" House asks puzzled.
"Last year. Show everyone yours." Kimee asks.
"You all wanna see?" House asks.
Everybody nods. He takes off his jacket, rolls up his sleeve and at the top of his bicep near his shoulder is…a skull, with blood and thorns around it.
"Oh, that's narly," Chase says, slightly repulsed.
"Wow. That's impressive," Foreman says looking at it.
"Not as symbolic as everyone else's," Wilson says.
"But it is. Blood means illness, which means he is a doctor who sees a lot of medical maladies. The skull represents death, which again, is all around him in the hospital. And the thorns is like a barricade against human emotion," Kimee says.
"Interesting opinion," Wilson says.
"Who knew the hospital could be so morbid," Cuddy says who was a little more sober.
"Me!" Wilson says. "I never…slept with a colleague," he says grinning evilly.
Chase, Cameron, House, Stacy, and Foreman all take a drink.
"Wow. Didn't know the hospital was such a brothel," Kimee says, slightly disturbed.
"Who did you do, Foreman?" Cuddy asks.
"The New Arnie in pharmaceuticals," House says smugly.
"Really?" Letisha asks looking at him.
"It was last year. A brief fling," Foreman says.
House starts having a coughing fit, with coughs remarkable sounding like 'hot stuff' and 'dumped'.
"OK. My go," Kimee says. She looks around the table sneakily. "I never…went behind someone's back and did something they explicitly specified did NOT want," she says glaring at Stacy.
Stacy, bits her tongue to keep her from yelling profanities, and drank her champagne with as much dignity as one could muster. She was the only one.
"Alright. I'll go," Stacy says stonily. "I never…got kicked out of my own grandparents place," she says looking at Kimee triumphantly.
Kimee licks her lips menacingly and takes a drink from her glass.
"Hope you're happy," Kimee says icily, gets up walks away.
"Good job, Stacy," House says irritated.
"What?" Stacy says shrugging.
"That was really harsh," Cameron says.
"You heard what she said about me!" Stacy exclaims.
"Everyone already knew that," House says waving it off.
"She's a teenager. You're just as bad if you stoop to her level," Foreman says.
"I'll go see if she's ok," Chase says getting up and following Kimee.
"My God! What is so wrong with what I did?" Stacy says.
"Why did she get kicked out?" Letisha asks.
"She was 14, I think. My brother and his wife were transferred to China for 6 months, so Kimee went to stay with my parents. She was going through…a phase and she'd go to parties, drink until she passed out, and make out with anything that moved. My parents were… not too happy about all this. So when they found her smoking pot in their lounge room, they packed her bags and threw her out," House says. "She landed on my doorstep. Lucky me, eh?"
"Oh my god," Cameron says.
"Please. So what? It's not that big a deal," Stacy says but she seemed rather apologetic.
"You shouldn't have said it, Stace," Mark says quietly.
Stacy looks around the table, stunned.
"I see I'm not welcome here," Stacy says bitterly.
"Finally worked that out?" House says snidely.
Then Stacy, too, gets up and stalks off angrily.
"Um, thanks," Mark says before scuttling after her.
Silence fills the table.
"Sooooooooo," House says, doing that mouth-twisty thing he does so well. "How thinks those two are gonna mud wrestle some time very soon?"
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"Kimee! Hey Kimee!" Chase says, trying to catch up to her.
Kimee rushes out to the lobby and turns around at lightening speed.
"Oh, she makes me so angry!" Kimee screeches.
"Kimee…" Chase says.
"You know if everyone around here knew half the things Stacy's done in her wasted life she'd make a priest swear," Kimee says. "She is indescribable!" she says stamping her foot.
"Kimee, don't worry about her," Chase says.
"I hate her!" Kimee shrieks.
She runs her hand through her hair and looks at Chase wearily.
"Half of my life has been affected by this woman," Kimee says looking at him with extreme pain in her eyes, her voice cracking with emotion.
"Do you know, when she was with House, I saw more heartache than most fully grown adults have. When she left him, I saw more sadness than an ordinary person should see. And when she came back? Boy, oh, boy, the catastrophe of the century was in stall. She's more trouble than she's worth," Kimee says.
"When I was 8, she met my uncle and took him away from me. When I was 9 I hated her. When I was 10 I hated my uncle for loving her. When I was 11 I wished she would leave. When I was 12 I felt my uncle's pain when she left, even though I wasn't there,"
"She left him with everlasting physical and psychological pain. Nobody deserves that. Not even House," she says before dropping onto a seat.
"Kimee. It'll be ok," Chase says, sitting down next to her.
"Robert," Kimee says looking at him with a sigh. Neither seems to register that she had called him by his first name. "You are so wonderful," she says. "You'd make any woman happy. Which reminds me. How come you couldn't score a date?" Kimee asks smiling.
"Yes, well …I'm busy a lot. Don't get to go out much," Chase says.
"My uncle works you hard," Kimee says nodding.
"Yep," Chase says smiling.
"I better get back in there," Kimee says getting up.
"Sure," Chase says standing up as well.
"Thanks Chase. For listening to me rant," Kimee says. She gives him a small kiss on the side of his face, her perfume filling the air.
"I'll see you later," Kimee says drawing back slowly before walking back in.
Chase lets out a deep breath, before heading back in as well.
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Within 5 minutes of Kimee coming back into the function room, a remarkable and exhilarating show was performed.
Beijing Peking Opera, complete with full traditional costume and makeup, Thai bamboo stick dancing where the dancers danced and hopped between bamboo poles which were hit and moved just above the floor, Japanese- style geishas in kimonos dancing and singing, music played with an assortment of Chinese, Thai and Japanese instruments, dances in Malaysian, Indonesian styles and finally an impressive performance of kung fu and Chinese acrobatics.
"Whoa! This is really good!" Cameron says clapping.
"I know," Chase says cheering as the acrobat girl caught the seventh bowl, creating a stack of bowls balanced on her head, while she was standing on a tower of chairs. The acrobat girl flipped off catching all seven bowls in her hand and all the acrobats came to the front and bowed to the applauding audience before walking off the stage.
"Thank you!" Kimee says clapping. "Well that's all for tonight's show. Please donate as much as you can. Come on everybody, help us help others!" she says as ushers came around holding red boxes. Many people put in BIG numbered bills, some even writing out cheques. Kimee smiles happily.
"To everyone who just donated you have just contributed to treating our sick children! Thankyou and goodnight!" Kimee says and walks off the stage cheerily.
"Great job, Kimee," Chase says.
"Thanks," she says. "Oh my God! Look at over there!" Kimee says pointing at Cuddy, who was making out with…Wilson! Cuddy had her arms wrapped around Wilson, his around her. Basically a whole lotta limbs everywhere.
"What the Hell? Oh they are so gonna get it on Monday," House says laughing.
"He's still married though," Cameron says.
"Exactly," House says evilly.
"I can't believe this!" Chase says laughing.
"Well, I'm gonna go grab a something to eat from IHOP. Anyone wanna come?" Kimee asks.
"I'll come. I don't think I'll be able to get to sleep, so might as well stay up," Chase says.
"Oh, by the way, I'm crashing at Kirrily's place. We're going shopping tomorrow morning, and she said I could stay for the night. So you two can have some alone time…" Kimee says wiggling her eyebrows suggestively at House and Cameron.
"Oh goodie! Did you hear that? That means we can finally take out the whips and handcuffs tonight," House says looking at Cameron pretending to be all excited.
Chase and Kimee just shake their heads.
"Alright then. Be good. And can you please make sure Steve's in his cage? Seriously, last time I come back, I almost stepped on him!" Kimee says.
Everybody sniggers at the look on her face.
"Yeah, she was shrieking and everything. It was really funny," House says sneering.
"Well, I'll leave you to it. Chase," Kimee says and the two walk off leaving House and Cameron.
"Sooooooooo…wanna come over? Got the whole place to myself," House says nonchalantly.
"Mmm, that sounds tempting," Cameron says pretending to be indifferent. "But let's go to my place. I don't want to have to wear a full length gown tomorrow," she says, obviously meaning that she fully intended on having him over for the whole night.
House grins sheepishly. Cameron just gives him a coy smile before walking out into the car park, knowing that House was right behind her.
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"Ooooh! Yummy!" Kimee says as the waitress set down a plate of pancakes.
"Thanks," Chase says when she gave him his coffee and waffles.
"So, you think Wilson will ditch Julie for Cuddy?" Kimee says.
"Dunno. That'd mean Mrs Wilson Number Four," Chase says, sipping his steaming coffee.
"Yeah, but drama is always interesting," Kimee says.
"But drama can get exhausting," Chase says knowingly.
"Yeah," Kimee says. "PPTH gets its fair share of excitement, doesn't it?"
"Exactly," Chase says. "But it's bound to calm down sometime," he says attempting to be positive on the idea that PPTH will cease in scandalous debacles.
"Oh, Chase. You have no idea," Kimee says.
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"Shh!" Cameron says giggling drunkenly as the two stumble rather clumsily down the hallway.
"Nah," House say grabbing her around the waist causing her to squeal in surprise. He draws her in and kisses her roughly on the mouth. He had missed the feeling of her warmth against his, and he kissed her yearningly, his stubble tickling her cheek. He presses her against the wall, her hands on his chest.
"Miss Cameron!" says an old lady poking her head out her door.
"Oh, Mrs Heathfield!" Cameron says breaking apart from House.
"Do you mind? Keep the noise down, please," Mrs Heathfield says eying House annoyed.
"We weren't making that much noise," House says. Cameron laughs slightly but quickly disguises it as a cough. Mrs Heathfield glares at her.
"Who are you?" Mrs Heathfield demands
House opens his mouth to make some sort of snide comment, but Cameron elbows him sharply making him to wince in pain.
"Sorry to disturb you, Mrs Heathfield," Cameron says. Mrs Heathfield looks at the two haughtily before returning to her apartment.
"Aw, you should have let me say something," House says as she fishes out her keys and unlocks the door.
"That would mean you would be spending more time and energy on her than on me," Cameron says seductively before pushing the door open and pulling her him by the tie.
She kisses him eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth, the taste of his lips on hers. She takes off his jacket, his hands sliding down her back, making her spine tingle.
"I've missed you," she says into his ear.
"So are you just using me for sex?" House says jokingly.
"That and more," Cameron says smiling.
"Do you want me to come with you tomorrow to your appointment?" House asks.
Cameron draws back momentarily.
"What?' she asks, a little stunned.
"Do you–"House says repeating what he says.
"No, I know what you said," Cameron says shaking her head. "Really?"
"Sure. If you want me to," House says.
"Yes. I would," Cameron says smiling at him thankfully. She places her hands around his face and kisses him gladly.
"You are really something," Cameron says.
"Mm-hm," House says nuzzling her neck making her giggle.
"I love you," Cameron says.
"I love you too, Allison," House says.
"Come one," Cameron says pulling him towards the bedroom and shutting the door loudly.
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Well, hoped you like it! That song at the beginning was by Delta Goodrem (I don't own it! please don't hurt me!)
And the tattoo 'I Never' bit, I may have, accidentally, unintentionally, copied (not fully) someone else, where Cameron shocks everyone with her tatt, but I think it was really suitable. Sorry!
The Kelly Osbourne reference was slightly gay, I know, but I couldn't think of anything else.
Please review! Say anything you want. Was the Asian theme lame? (I thought the event needed a theme, and that was the best I could come up with. I was thinking of doing a 50's kinda style, but I would've wanted the 'guests' to dress in that era's style, but that would have to have been mentioned on the invite…you get what I mean).
So please review! It would make me oh so happy.