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Chapter Three: Jealousy

Chase whistled his way happily through the rest of the day, oblivious to the fact that he was being no help whatsoever.

After about the fourth time Chase bumped into Foreman accidently, Cameron dragged him aside once again.

"What?" Chase asked in an annoyed voice.

"Who were you with last night," she demanded. It seemed she'd been holding this in all day.

"Why- ohhhh. I see." Chase glanced over at Cameron slyly. "You're jealous, aren't you?"

Cameron glared at him coldly. "I am not," she replied crisply. "But if it's interfering with your work, then it has something to do with me as well."

"I'm not interfering with anyone's work, I'm-" he exclaimed before Cameron cut him off.

"You've been bumping into us all day, Chase." Chase looked over at Foreman for some kind of defensive support, but the man nodded, agreeing with Cameron.

"It's true, man." Chase frowned slightly, but his good mood was hard to beat down. A slow smile split his face.

"Sorry, then." He ignored Cameron's initial question and left the room cheerfully.

"I think he's in love," said Cameron, looking a little shell shocked.

Foreman looked over at her sceptically. Cameron returned the look.

"What, you've never been in love?" she asked. Foreman shook his head.

"If it makes you act like that, I don't think I ever want to."

Cameron gave a weak laugh. "You sound like an eight year old," she scoffed.

Foreman, apparently in a humorous mood, replied, "Eww, girl cooties."

They laughed a little, but after Foreman left, Cameron fell quiet and a dark expression settled over her face. She stood there for a long time, thinking.

House chose that moment to come into the lab. "Where're the rest of them?" he asked before catching Cameron's expression. "Ooo, tigress." As she turned her glare onto him, he added, "You didn't kill them did you?"

She didn't say anything, continuing to scowl. He took this as an invitation to say more. "So what did the MRI show?"

"I think Chase is in love," she said straight out, with no relationship at all to what they were talking about. House slowly swung his head over.

"That's a problem? I thought you'd be happy."

"Not with me!" she nearly shouted in exasperation. House smirked.

"So you're jealous," he concluded.

"I am NOT!" she insisted. House shrugged.

"It's not my problem," he grunted. Cameron tried to press him on the matter.

"Come on, he left around the same time as you, did you see where he went?" House shot her an exasperated look.

"And I don't suppose you remember what was on the MRI?" He could practically see Cameron vibrating with frustration.

"Guess I'll have to go find someone who does," he sighed in a mockingly innocent voice. Cameron was still clenching and unclenching her fists after he'd left.

"What an irritating, impossible man!" she ended, her voice raised. Wilson popped his head in.

"You're absolutely right." Before she could remark on his unexpected appearance, he withdrew his head and disappeared.

"What the hell?" she muttered to nobody.