"House." Wilson yelled from outside House's front door as he continued to pound on it. "Open the door. We're going to be late."

Wilson was about to knock again when the door opened and a very pissed House answered.

"If you touch my door again I'll do the same with my came on your head. Got it?"

Wilson's jaw dropped, but not from House's thread but because of his outfit. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath and a red tie.

"Wow, House you look very handsome." Wilson said in amazement while looking him up and down with wide eyes.

"Oh Wilson that's very nice of you but I'm not into you." House smirked.

Wilson glared at him. "Where's your date?" He asked trying to look past House who quickly stepped forward and closed the door behind him.

"I changed my mind." He simply stated and started to limp out of the building. Wilson shook his head and followed him.

"You do know that you're the only one without a date at the party, do you?"

"Where's your car?" House asked ignoring Wilson.

"Cuddy's going to give you more clinic hours."

House stopped and faced Wilson. "No she won't."

"What makes you so sure?"

House just shrugged and resumed his search of the car.

Wilson sighed. He had a funny feeling that House had something planned but he didn't know what. "The car is right there." Wilson called after him, pointing to a black car parked at the opposite position House's was searching.

"Couldn't you have said that a bit earlier?" House growled walking pass Wilson to the car.

Wilson chuckled and followed House.

-

Cameron's eyes widened when she saw what was in the packet. It was a dress with a rose placed on top. Picking the rose up, she inhaled the wonderful scent. She smiled and put the rose next to her on the couch. Staring at the baby pink dress she carefully ran her finger over the fabric. Who could be behind all this?

Foreman? No, he didn't even consider her a friend two years ago and now they barely talked to each other because she worked in the ER. Their last year working together they had even hugged at the end. They may be friends but would want Foreman more? Cameron laughed at her thoughts. Foreman would never do such a thing.

Chase? If she'd ask people who could possible be the responsible they certainly would say his name. Cameron cringed at the thought. She wasn't the naïve little girl everyone thought she was. She knew Chase was in love with her and that had probably been her own fault. They should have never been 'friends with benefits'. It got out of control because of his feelings.

True she had tried to be in a relationship with him after she'd quit but she realized that he wasn't 'the one'. "I hope he doesn't want me back." Cameron sighed.

She thought about a few other men but none was very close to her except Wilson and House.

It couldn't be Wilson. As long as the rumor was true he was seeing Amber Volakis, who used to work for House, he couldn't be her mysterious admirer.

Then there was one left. The one she truly wanted to be her admirer. House.

During her first two years working for him, their moments were going up and down like a roller coaster. He sometimes flirted with her and then there were times where he simply ignored her. She smiled at the thought of their two dates. The one couldn't have been more differently from the other. The non-date was fun and both had a good time but their real date was horrible, mostly because she had pushed him too far and he had acted like always, like a jerk.

The third year wasn't as eventful. They still shared a few intense looks but nothing major. Then she'd kissed him and he had kissed her back. She never thought he would respond to her kiss. Later that day, she'd imagined what could have happened if she'd never taken the needle from her pocket. She pushed the thoughts of their shared kiss to the back of her head and thought about the recent visits he made in the ER. Occasionally he came down, mostly to annoy her but she enjoyed it anyway. Smiling she somehow hoped it still would be him making these surprises.

She took the dress and went to her bedroom to try it on. It fit her perfectly. As she looked in the mirror, she couldn't help but wonder where he knew her sizes so well. It was a baby pink halter dress, there was a long piece going right down the middle of the dress, the top was wrinkly, and then it flowed all the way down to the floor.

She decided to do as she was told and wear it at the party. She put some make-up and let her hair loose. She put a few more curls in her hair and was amazed how her new hair color fit well with the dress color. Satisfied with how she looked, she took her purse and the rose from the packet and left her home to head to the party.

-

Meanwhile, someone was preparing a special surprise in one of the exam rooms.

He grinned at his finished work, left without anyone noticing the room, and locked it.