From Chapter Five

House wrapped his free arm around his waist while still balancing weight on his cane. Allison pulled him in close with her hands on his shoulders. Thanking his lucky stars that all he had to do for this type of dance was sway to the music House slowly moved the hand previously positioned at Allison's waist and skimmed it up and down the line of her body meeting no resistance. After just a few moments Allison slid to an even more intimate embrace, with no space between their bodies.

Sensing the building desire for more they paid the bill without eating and headed back to Allison's apartment in silence each wondering what the rest of the night will bring.

There was a silent communication between them as they entered Allison's apartment telling them to pick back up where they left off at the restaurant, with each other in their arms.

To hell with it. That was House's last thought about his leg as he dropped his cane and wrapped both arms around Allison.

Much to his delight he found a wide expanse of skin instead of dress on her back. He had forgotten that the dress was backless, and just has happy to discover it the second time.

As they kissed slow, passion filled kisses, he explored her back, tracing languid circles in mesmerizing patterns.

"Mmmm," was all Allison manage at first, but then she set to work as well. First she helped House remove his suit jacket, and then she untucked his shirt to run her hands along his chest.

By this point both of them knew where this night was going to lead and neither of them wanted to fight it. They were happy to follow where there hearts were leading and feel instead of think.

Allison knew this was where she was meant to be when House's hands became busy and she didn't feel disgusting. Instead she felt treasured. She hadn't felt that way since her husband died when she was 21.

Once they began to move together they saw nothing but each other, and loved the other, for everything that they are. Cameron loved House for his sharp wit and sports metaphors, even though they both made her crazy at times. House loved Cameron for her caring nature, even though he didn't completely understand it.

God Allison is beautiful. Not in that cheap lobby art way either. The way she looked in that dress…she was exquisite. And that noise she makes when I kiss her collar bone? The most amazing sound I have ever heard.

Hey! My leg doesn't hurt! I guess I found a new form of self medicaton. Much more enjoyable too. No risk of getting high either. Cuddy will like that. Ugh. Don't think about her. Then I will need the Vicodin.

Oh my God! I slept with House! What is it about him that makes me say, "God." Makes me sound agnostic or something. But wow! He could write a text book on this. House, not God.

"G'morning House."

"Greg."

"Huh?"

"We just spent the night together, call me Greg, well, when were not at work."

And that is where this story ends, with House and Cameron happily together. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed including my newest reviewers, Crashxin2xMe, Disenchantment, and Fernpaw!