A/N Thanks for all the reviews guys, it's great to see all of you readig it. Don't forget, credit goes out to speedmonkey too, it's a round robin fic. We have up to chapter 6 written, and depending on how fast you guys review is how fast the next chapter gets put up/written.

Chapter 4:

It was very rare that Cameron got phone calls, and this was the first time she'd ever picked up the phone to just hear someone breathing in her ear. It was creepy, and not to mention made her curious. Right now, she was a bit scared. She wanted to get out of her house, so she went. She grabbed her keys and started to drive.

She drove for about a half an hour thinking about what had happened earlier today. A little while later, she found herself at House's doorstep. It was probably about a half an hour after Wilson left.

With a hesitant sigh, she knocked on the door. After waiting about a minute, she knocked again. Little did she know, House was directly on the other side of the door, and he knew it was her.

"House…it's me," Cameron called, not knowing that he was right there, and could hear her if she did so much as whisper. He finally opened the door, and she looked up at him.

"What are you doing here?" House asked, which was no different from when he saw her at work. He was the same bitter person.

"I um, someone called my house, and I was freaked out and then I went for a drive, and then all of a sudden I found myself here. I just…I need to know something," she said lightly as she looked up at him, straight into his eyes.

House stepped to the side and let her in, and guided her to the couch. They both sat down and were in silence for a minute, just staring at random things on the wall.

"So what did you come here to ask me?" he asked, his voice sounding a bit lighter than it had before.

"I wanted to know why you care. Why did you care when I left the first time? You agreed to go out on a date with me when you obviously didn't want to. You were willing to give me anything to get me back to work. What changed? What's different this time that you don't even care?"

"I've given up," House said quickly. "If you don't want to work as my employee then why should I force you. You said it yourself, I hired you because you were pretty, you know that you deserve someone who will look at your hard work instead of how pretty your face is."

Cameron nodded a little and sighed. "So you never really cared about me, you just wanted something pretty to look at. Like a picture in a museum," she told him as she crossed her arms over her chest.

It took House a few moments before he responded. "You know, I don't see how this conversation can end without an argument. So just spare me and get to the point."

Cameron sighed and got up. She didn't want this, and now she was convinced that House was never going to change. She walked out the door and quickly shut it, leaving his apartment.

She left behind a very pissed off House. Not at her, but at himself. Every chance he got to be nice to her, or compliment her, he never did. He couldn't bring down that wall, not just yet.

TBC………..