Chapter 11
House stood for a moment watching Cameron and Titania hug good bye and go their separate ways. Without turning around to his left, he spoke.
"I know you're there. You could never pass for a spy."
Wilson sighed and walked over, leaning on the railing with House.
"So have you changed you're mind yet about her?"
"Why should I?"
"At least take the time to really talk with her."
"I repeat, why should I?"
"You're denying you're daughter."
"You don't know that she is."
"And you don't know that she isn't."
House huffed and went silent as Wilson started to walk away.
"So what are you going to make for dinner Friday?"
"What?"
"Don't play dumb. You've invited her to dinner. Just wanted to know if it was going to be worth crashing."
"How did you know?"
House shot him a look and Wilson shook his head. "Forget I asked."
"Already did. So what's on the menu?"
"None of you're business. You're not crashing."
"Well somebody has to protect her from becoming the next Mrs. Wilson."
"House."
"Wilson."
"Oh never mind. I'm going back to work. I suggest you do the same."
"Yeah right."
Wilson shook his head again and said good bye before walking away. He knew that there'd be no way to keep House away Friday night which meant that he had to call Titania and tell her there was a change in plans.
It was late Friday morning and Cameron knocked on Wilson's office door. She opened it when she heard him call come in.
"Morning James."
"Allison. What's up?"
"I'm a little worried. I haven't heard from Titania. She said that she'd call to confirm another jogging date for this morning. I've tried her cell but only go straight to voicemail. She never told you where she was staying did she?"
"Uh, no actually she didn't. I haven't heard from her either but we're supposed to get together tonight."
Cameron jumped some when a voice from behind her said, "Good. Maybe she got the hint and went home."
Cameron looked over and saw House lounging on Wilson's couch.
"I highly doubt that."
"What are you worried about anyway?"
"Oh I don't know. Maybe the fact that you made her fall and smack her head."
"Hey, not my fault if she's clumsy."
Cameron glared at House then turned to Wilson.
"When you see her, could you please let her know that I'd like her to call me?"
"Will do. I'm sure that she's fine. She might have had some business to attend to. We had coffee a few days ago and she received a call. Sound like business from her tone."
"Oh okay. Well I hope so."
"Don't worry. I'll make sure she calls."
"Thanks Wilson." Cameron turned without glancing at House and walked out the door.
"Well good bye to you too!" House called after her.
He settled back onto the couch and closed his eyes. Wilson sighed and said, "I have patients coming in. You cannot stay here and nap."
"Yes I can. I called them all, told them I was you're assistant and said that you had to reschedule."
"What!!! House!! That's it, get out!" Wilson yelled in frustration.
"Sheesh. I was doing you a favor. A day free from all the weepy, whining dying people."
Out House. Just get out. Go hide in the clinic. No one will think to look for you there."
"Hmmm good point." House got up and limped out. Wilson picked up the phone and started to reschedule for the next day. "There goes my Saturday" Wilson thought to himself with a sigh. At least House would be home the whole day nursing a hangover so he'll be safe for at least that day from his antics.
House limped into the ER and looked around, soon spotting Cameron writing on a chart. He started throwing the M and M's he'd just gotten from the vending machine at her. She looked up with a sharp look.
"What?" House said feigning an innocent look.
"Don't you think that you caused enough pain from doing that the other day?"
"Oh that was a fluke."
"House, what do you want?"
"Just figured that you needed some chocolate."
"That makes no sense but then again it is you and you rarely make sense."
"Oh admit it, you like the attention."
"Hardly. I'm trying to work."
House made a face at her. "Ewwww...work."
"I really don't want to deal with this right now. Please go."
"Tell me first why you're concerned about not hearing from the Junior wannabe."
Cameron cast him an irritate look and rubbed her forehead.
"Well for starters she's considerate and mature. I can't imagine that she'd not do as she said she would."
"That all?"
"There's the fall. I thought she looked a little out of it. It's probably nothing."
"You do obsess over helping people."
"I'm a doctor. I want to help people."
"Yeah yeah." With that, House turned and left. Cameron sighed in relief that she could get back to work, though she still was a bit curious as to why House came to see her in the first place. She didn't buy the fact that he just wanted to annoy her. There was usually an underlining reason for him to do so.