Disclaimer: I don't own the awesomeness that is House MD or the characters.

Thanks for the reviews. I know people hate what I am doing to Cameron and House, but I had to add a little drama. And thanks to anon for telling me that House and Stacey had never been married. I don't wanna sound mean, but I don't really care that much about details like that. I appreciate it, but if you notice, alot of the stuff in my stories, never happened so. Plus, it adds to the drama. If that came off mean, forgive me. Enjoy!♥☺

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The rest of the day, Cameron managed to avoid House, seeing him or doing anything near him. Thankfully they were in the clinic today, because that meant House would be up in his office, watching soap operas.

When 5 o' clock rolled around, she sighed and walked back up to the conference room to grab the remainder of her stuff. When she entered, she was happy to be alone. Slipping on her jacket, she looked out of the corner of her eye into House's office. He was fast asleep, still watching his TV. She turned so she could get a better look.

He was leaning back in his chair, his bad leg on the desk, and his cane right near it. His chest was rising and falling, revealing his chest, then hiding it once again. Sighing, she walked into the office, quietly shutting off the television. She watched him for another moment, then walked over to him, placing a small kiss on his lips.

House began to stir and opened his eyes, happy to see Cameron above him. "Hi."

Cameron couldn't help but smile. He was adorable when he woke up. "Hey you."

"What time is it?" He groaned and Cameron moved back so he could put the chair back to normal, and put his foot down.

"About 10 after 5 or so. I was getting ready to leave and wanted to know if you wanted a ride home." She ignored the anger that began to brew again, remembering the dinner tonight.

House nodded, looking back at Cameron. "I can't believe I am actually going to say this, but can we talk about before? Please? I don't…I hate it when you are mad at me." His voice went quiet, and Cameron looked back at him. She nodded and sat on the edge of the desk.

"Stacey said Mark has been out of town for business a lot lately and she has been alone. So I thought she would like to be surrounded by some people, including you." He slid his hand over hers, entwining their fingers. "I didn't ask you, because it was a spur of the moment thing. Like you said, I didn't even ask Wilson…"

Cameron nodded, her anger slowly dissolving. "Ok…"

"And…" He pulled her onto his lap. "I'm sorry if you feel like I am pressing you about moving in. You are just over all the time…and I would love for that to be permanent. But I understand if you aren't ready." He kissed her cheek.

"Its just…me and my husband lived there together, and I just…I don't know if I am quite ready to leave it yet. I love you so much, it's just…hard."

House nodded. "I know. I will give you all the time in the world, if that's what you need." He kissed her cheek and she smiled.

"Let's go home."

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Cameron, against her inner demons, helped Wilson prepare the meal. She figured if she focused on the food, and the food tasted really good, the might may just drift by. It was a long shot, but hey, she needed something.

House sat on the couch, watching a taped rerun of Days of our Lives, still in the clothes he wore to work. Normally, Cameron would have made him change for company, this time, neither of them worried about it. On the other hand, Cameron had changed and dressed up a little. She looked very classy, and House wished he hadn't invited Stacey over anymore.

He watched how he ass moved in her tight dress pants, how her breasts looked like they were in a showcase under her red blouse. "Fuck it." He got up and watched into the kitchen, snatching up Cameron. "We need to talk."

"I…House…cooking." Cameron attempted to make a sentence before being dragged into the bedroom. House tossed her to the bed, and before she could say another word, he was suddenly on top of her kissing her deeply. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his torso. House moved from her lips to her neck, and Cameron was able to speak again.

"Company…ugh…won't she be…here…?"

House shrugged and continued the assault on her neck, unbuttoning a few more buttons, then dipping his tongue along her chest. She arched her back against him, and moaned deeply.

Cameron reached up and unbuttoned a few of House's buttons, running her fingers slowly along the warm, soft skin. He moaned again her chest, nipping at the sensitive flesh.

They were interrupted with a knock at their bedroom door. "Believe me, I don't want to have to be doing this,…but we have company" Wilson bellowed through the door and walked back to their guest.

Cameron help House button up all the buttons, smiling at him. "Well that was fun."

He smiled and kissed her deeply. "I love you so much."

"I know. I love you too." She stood up and straightened out her pants, before helping House to his feet. She handed him his cane and opened the door, walking back to the living room, House in tow.

Stacey was sitting on the couch, watching the soap opera, and looked up when he heard footsteps. "Hi." She smiled and stood up. She walked around the couch and hugged Cameron, then House. Cameron looked over her outfit, and the rage that had faded away, came back full blast.

Her skirt was just about mid thigh, if that much. She wore black boots, up to her knee, and the sweater, well its safe to say you could have throw a chicken at her, and it would have easily gone down her top. Cameron looked over at House, angered that he was too looking over the outfit, but instead to check her out.

"Drinks, anyone?" Cameron cleared her throat loud enough to catch House's attention away.

Wilson had come in from the kitchen, carrying a plate of hors d'oeuvres, jabbed House in the side as he passed them. "I'll have a glass of wine." He smiled at Cameron.

"Beer is fine." House, glaring at Wilson then sitting back down on the couch.

"I'll have the same." Stacey smiled, and sat beside House. Cameron nodded and went into the kitchen to fetch the drinks. Hers would of course be a very strong screwdriver, she just hopped they had orange juice.

She brought the drinks back out, happy that she had found orange juice. Everyone took there own, and then sat in silence.

"So Allison" Cameron cringed when Stacey said her name. "I hear you and Greg are an item. How is that going?" She smiled politely, taking another swig of her beer.

Cameron smiled back. "Quite well. He makes me quite happy. And…he is phenomenal in bed."

Wilson choked on his wine, House looked at her with his jaw in the floor, and Stacey laughed softly.

"I know." Stacey replied.

Before Cameron could even blink there was a knock at the door. Wilson jumped up to get it, and smiled when he opened the door. "Maybe you can set the balance."

House looked from Stacey to Cameron, not sure what to say or who to say it to. Wilson walked back in the room with their guest, and Cameron happily walked over and wrapped her arms around Chase.

"Hi." He pulled away slightly and smiled at her, then everyone. "Hi guys. I won't be here long, I just wanted to drop off House's keys, he left them on his desk" He handed House the keys and nodded. "Alright, well see you tomorrow."

"Wait!" Wilson stopped him before Cameron could. "We made lots of food. Please stay." He smiled. Chase quirked his eyebrow at Wilson then, looked at Stacey on the couch.

"Well, I don't have any of plans tonight so why not." Chase smiled and took off his jacket. He sat on the arm of Cameron's chair.

House looked at Wilson, wondering what he was thinking. He then looked over at Chase and Cameron. Mainly Cameron, and how she was suddenly at ease with him by her side. "This is going to be an interesting night" House thought to himself.

-♦♦Fun way to end the chapter eh? Next one should be up shortly!♦♦-