Characters/Pairing: House/Cameron
Rating: PG
"You're in my chair. Again." House looks combative, but not entirely displeased. "What is it, some kind of domination thing? Put your mark on my territory?"Cameron shrugs. "Turnabout is fair play. You keep invading my ER."
House cocks his head at her, and the familiarity of that look makes her ache. "You're awfully possessive after…what, three months? You know what Freud would say about that. You obviously want your job back. You can't get over me."
He's clearly mocking now and Cameron narrows her eyes. "I'm pretty sure Freud never said anything about office politics." She crosses her arms over her chest and leans back in the chair so it creaks just a little. "I came to tell you who I think you should hire."
"Ah. I knew you couldn't resist."
Cameron bristles, because the accusation is just a little bit too true, but she tells herself she's doing this for the patients his new team will be treating. "Amber and Taub," she says after a moment.
House pauses. "Interesting. You consult your boyfriend on this decision?"
There's a flutter of anxiety raised by the word boyfriend, but she pushes it away. It's right, she tells herself, and nothing to be upset by. But she and Chase have been together, trapped in the promise of what might have been once, for nearly six months now. Every day ticks closer to the invisible line which, once crossed, will make this relationship longer than her marriage. And she still isn't sure what she wants.
"No," says Cameron, a little too fervently. "They'll balance each other out. Be good together."
"Interesting," says House again, and he turns to leave.