Okay, just a heads up….in chapter 23 Debra and Wilson discussed the baby and decided to keep it, and that they'd try natural childbirth if it were possible for Debra. Cameron gave House a break and they're taking it one day at a time. Nothing much happened between the others.

I am now jumping three months in the future again because I don't like to have too many chapters and I want to wrap this one up. Debra is now six months pregnant, too. This will be the last fun thing the gang ever does wink wink

So, just bare with me, okay??

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

"House, just look at them, will you?" Cuddy fussed at House as he glanced at the cruise brochure that lay on her desk. "You never used the tickets I gave you and you, we all deserve…"

"But I get seasick," House whined.

"They have Dramamine. Now, the only thing we have to decide is which island we want to go to, either Bermuda or the Bahamas."

"I'll get sunburned."

"Put on some suntan lotion. Now, I can get you and Wilson in a room…"

"I'm pretty sure the girls will want a room so they can ravish us. I don't wanna share a room…"

"Will you shut up!! I mean two rooms – one for you and Cameron and one for Wilson and Debra. Chase and Foreman can have their own room and I'll have my own room."

"Oh, really? Hoping to get lucky with the captain? Knowing your luck he'll look like Captain Stubbing."

"Ha! Bald men are sexy! That Sean Connery with that accent of his…" Cuddy fanned herself for dramatic affect.

"Oh, please. Can I tell…"

Suddenly the door opened and Debra escorted Wilson, Cameron, Chase and Foreman into the room, where they sat in any available chair; of course, Chase had to stand because they were all taken. Cuddy stood and leaned against the front of her desk.

"Okay, House and I have been discussing…"

"Cuddy wants to shag Sean Connery!" House teased her.

Cuddy sighed, ignored him and continued. "…a four day cruise to…" She hesitated a moment as she thought of which island to choose. "…the Bahamas."

Cameron's mouth dropped, Foreman smiled, Chase looked at Cuddy bewildered, and Wilson looked at Debra and winked.

"Oh, Debra! We'll have to go clothes shopping and you don't have a formal for the one formal dinner, do you?"

"Oh, please! No girlie talk amongst us mortal men beings!" House said.

"Anyway, I've already got doctors to take the load of patients and we'll be leaving in two weeks. Any objections?"

"Uh, no!" they all cried out.

HOUSE MD HOUSE MD HOUSE MD

"Welcome aboard the Golden Princess! Smile!" the man told House and Cameron as they got their picture taken in front of the life preserver off the plank that led to the lobby, or galley, of the ship.

House grumbled so Cameron grabbed him and pulled him to her, but House still didn't smile. So, she reached under his loose fitting Hawaiian shirt and pinched his butt cheek, which caused him to push his hips out and finally smiled.

Chase and Foreman stayed in Baltimore the night before in the Inner Harbor and were probably already on board, and Cuddy was behind them and would arrive in about an hour.

Wilson and Debra got their picture taken as well and they entered the ship's galley.

"Oh, my god! Look at those chandeliers! They're beaut…" Cameron gushed.

"I know! Those stairs! They've got to be gold or something, because of her name," Debra said.

"Oh, god. Is this what we have to look forward to for four days?" House grunted to Wilson.

"Shut up, will you! You will NOT moan, groan, grunt, complain, make any snarkish comments, give fed-up facial expressions…" Cameron started to say but House interrupted her.

"But, what about the first three? That's not fair! I do those when we have sex; I can't help it."

Debra leaned in and whispered in Wilson's ear, "God, is that what we have to listen to the whole trip?"

"I hope not," Wilson said and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Okay, guys, we've been driving all morning and I just want to get in the room, take a shower and relax," Debra said with a little yawn.

"Uh, dearest cousin, with that huge stomach of yours you may not fit in the stall," House said jokingly but it didn't come out that way.

"Look, dearest cousin, I may not be able to fit in the stall because of this little creature growing in my stomach, but at least my head isn't big like yours that will probably prevent you from fitting in it!" Debra shot back as she hit him on the forearm.

House looked at Debra shocked at first, rubbed his arm, his upper lip curled and he smiled. "Touche'"

"Come on, guys!" Cameron said and led them down the galley to the elevators to their rooms.

A few minutes later, after they got off the eighth deck, called the Golden Peacock deck, they looked for their room numbers. Cameron found their room and pushed in the door before looking at the door next door to see Wilson opening the door for Debra and they went inside their rooms.

"Oh, this is much more spacious than I thought it'd be!" Debra said as she went in and threw her small duffle back on the desk. The room was indeed spacious: the small closet was immediately to the left, which was open and their two suitcases were already there, the bathroom was immediately to the right.

"Oh, I can fit in here!" she exclaimed as she walked in and looked at the counter and the stall, which would fit two people in easily.

Wilson walked further into the room. Against the wall on the left was a long desk with a t.v. and several shelves in the corner with water glasses. The double bed was across from it and a couch with coffee table was beside it.

Debra walked out of the bathroom and when she saw the balcony door she rushed to it and opened it. "This is great! Oh, god, I can't wait to be out here when we're at sea."

"Debra! Is that you?! Isn't this great?!" Cameron said on the balcony right next to theirs.

"Oh, can I see your room?" Debra asked between the white wall of the balcony.

An hour later they came back to their rooms after the fire drill that was required before any cruise departed. Cameron wanted to change before they went to the upper deck for the departure.

House sat on the bed and watched Cameron change into clean shorts and a light blouse.

"When is the formal dinner?" she asked, trying to give him something else to look at, hoping he'd look at the brochure on the bed.

"I really don't care when it is," House answered honestly. "Come here."

Cameron slipped the blouse over her head and walked toward House. "What?"

"Come here," he repeated.

She bent over, just enough so that House could grab her and pulled her to the bed beside him.

"House, I'm too tired and just want to…"

Cameron's words were cut off by his lips on hers and she melted. She put her hand on his forearm and scooted closer to him.

"Are you relaxed yet?" she asked as she ran her thumb under his chin.

"I will be after you make me…"

Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Greg, Allison, get out here! The ship'll be pulling out in five minutes!" Debra said as she kept banging on the door. She knew it would drive him nuts, and that's the only reason why she did it.

"Okay! Okay! Coming! Stop it!" House yelled as he went to open the door.

Standing in the hallway were Wilson and Debra, arms around the other, Cuddy, Chase and Foreman.

"Look who we found!" Debra said as she nodded at the three late comers.

"Oh, great. Cuddy, I thought you said you were going to put them on another ship?!"