DISCLAIMER: I don't own House. But I did watch it religiously… before the season ended!

A.N. I hope you'll understand the material in this piece; it's can be quite confusing, and perhaps it's better if you read between the lines. Nothing is as 'in your face' as with the other chapters, and I'm sorry if this is confusing. Oh, and the first bit (in inverted commas) is an extract from chapter 11 - that's where this chapter picks up.

Q is for Quarantine

Chapter Twelve: The Things I Make You Do

'Cameron's lips were moving, and she was murmuring things in her sleep. It wasn't a nightmare, as far as Chase could see; a faint smile creased the skin around her mouth and she was curling quite happily into the bed sheets around her. What was she saying? Did it have anything to do with what she was dreaming?'

Cameron and Chase argue heatedly in House's office before the immunologist storms out and races back to her apartment. Chase tails her relentlessly, refusing to end the argument where they had left it. He stops her before she can escape to her home…

They stood facing each other, a few meters apart, both pairs of equally expressionless eyes boring into the other's, daring them to submit. To both of them, the origins of the argument was now unknown, but they refused to back down anyway. Cameron's hand rested lightly on the handle of her door, halfway through the process of unlocking it; Chase was framed by the harsh lighting of the hallway, demeanour relaxed and face impossibly impassive. Cameron blinked, set her jaw and pulled out a key, letting herself into her apartment. Without waiting for an invitation, Chase followed behind her silently, but not once did she turn around to acknowledge him. Nor did he make an effort to be acknowledged. She ground her teeth in frustration, bustling about as if he was not there… which, of course, he was; and he was watching her.

I will make you so in love with me, every time you look away, your eyes will shed a tear…

Cameron heaved a sigh whilst pouring herself a cup of strong black coffee. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. A single drop of salty liquid slid down her cheek and dripped onto the countertop. She gasped at her own weakness, and wiped a hand across her face. A couple more tears leaked from her eyes.

All because she couldn't bring herself to look at him.

I will make you so in love with me, every time you catch my gaze, you'll see nothing else...

Cameron sniffed inaudibly and dashed away the wetness off her cheeks. Chase still hadn't moved since walking into her apartment, and when she finally glanced at him and met his eyes, she cursed herself, knowing that she couldn't look away. She was horrified, captivated and confused – all those feelings from a single emotionless stare.

I will make you so in love with me, every time you hear my voice, your heart will sing the harmonising melody…

"Cameron."

Cameron jumped, unaware that Chase had moved and was now standing only a couple of steps away. She staggered back, putting as much distance between them as possible, her heart pounding so furiously in her chest that she was worried her ribs might crack.

All because he had whispered her name.

I will make you so in love with me, every time you feel my breath on your skin, you'll forget to breathe in…

He was so close now, she couldn't see anything past his solemn eyes and striking features. Without even physically touching her, Chase had her pushed up against the table, back arching as far over the surface as possible staring up at him in what could be described as pleading or desperation.

"I'm not going to apologise for what was said," Chase murmured softly. He saw a spark of emotion in her eyes for a mere second before it disappeared behind a mask of indifference. He leaned forward so that his mouth was millimetres from her ear and she could catch every word that escaped from his lips, and so that she understood their meanings to the fullest. She tensed and Chase could almost feel her holding her breath, preparing for his dire predicament or whatever. Her body was rigid, cold, held out of reach.

All because she could feel his words caressing her ear.

I will make you so in love with me, every time I get close, you'll never want me to leave your side again…

"I just want you to know that this –" Chase wrapped his hands around her petite waist, leant in further and planted a trail of kisses along her jaw and down her neck, "– our physical bond… It doesn't mean anything in comparison to our emotional bond."

The original argument came back to her; Chase had accused her of still going after House, even though they were not in a real relationship themselves. At his words, Cameron choked but made no attempt to break out of Chase's grasp. "I don't fall for clichés."

Chase smiled and nodded. "But you fell for me."

I will make you so in love with me, every time we kiss, you'll die by my lips…

"We don't have an emotional bond!" Cameron snapped frustratedly, bemused by Chase's alien arrogance and airy confidence. This was not the Chase she knew…

"Then what do we have?" Chase's hands slid further up her back and tangled themselves in her hair. Cameron couldn't help it; she shivered at his gestures and her hands started to run themselves across his chest.

"We have… we have… we have this." A dam had burst in her chest, as Cameron reached for Chase's tie, yanking it hard, pulling his head down towards hers. She lost herself in a pool of whirling emotions – confusion, lust and love – but none of them were clear to her, as she drowned herself further and further in the man's kiss.

She gripped his face, feeling the stubble there, and ran her hands along the short strands of hair that protruded from his scalp. She savoured every taste of the man that held her so lovingly, and promised herself that she would never forget this kiss, never forget a single smell, taste or feel of the person that wanted her the most. When they finally broke away from one another, their lips were red and they were breathing unevenly. But still holding each other.

"I love you Cameron."

Cameron looked up into the clear blue eyes that hovered serenely above her, emotional waters still coursing from the broken dam in her heart. Her mind was telling her that the man she beheld was not possibly who she thought it was, but another part of her brain told her that this was right.

"I love you too… House."

I have made you so in love with me… you will never fall for anyone else again.

A.N. Romance is NOT my strong point and sorry if that was overly-sappy. Also, I'm not gonna be around civilization for a while (I'm going camping), so updating will come in at a later date.

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