I'm sorry it took so long for me to update, but I was having a writing block. I've been writing this through my spare time in classes at school and in between my homework and assignments.

After they had finished eating House gave Cameron a lift back to her apartment, although her car was still in the PPTH staff car park.

House was deep in thought, so when Cameron leant over and tapped him, he was startled.

"House?"

"Hmm?"

"House!"

"What the fuck?"

"My car is still in the hospital car park."

"Right... well do you want me to come pick you up for work tomorrow?"

"Yeah, but you never come to work on time."

"Well, I'll make an exception just for tomorrow."

"Really?"

"Yeah I have to keep Foreman and Pretty Boy on their toes."

Cameron laughs loudly at the pretty boy remark.

"Pretty Boy?"

"Yeah, he's obsessed with his hair, so obviously he's a pretty boy."

"Hmmm... interesting logic."

"I know I'm a very logical person."

"I shouldn't have said that, should I? I'm just feeding your ego right?"

"Duh! I have a sticker on my forehead saying don't feed the ego."

"Damn, I kinda missed that when we were eating."

"I know, you were thinking about how sexy I am."

"Oh yeah, you're an absolute hunk. You might even give Wilson a run for his money."

"So true. I might even start chatting up that new nurse in Oncology."

When he said this Cameron pouted a little.

"Oh don't worry. I like brunettes better than blondes, besides you're my lobby art not her."

Cameron laughed a bit at the lobby art remark.

"Hmm... maybe your lobby art might look different tomorrow."

"What do you mean?"

"Just wait and see."

"Hey! No fair if you dress sexy then Chase will stare down your blouse all day."

"Okay, then how about you come over for dinner at around about half past seven."

"Fine, can I bring some scotch? I'm sure you enjoy it since you commented on it being in my desk drawer."

"Okay, good because I'll cook. Unless you want take-out."

"Nope I wanna good home cooked meal; I haven't had one of them since Wilson was staying with me after his divorce."

"At least I know I'm useful for something."

"Talking about Wilson, can we keep this quiet for a bit? I really don't wanna pay him just yet."

"Okay. Besides if Chase and Foreman find out things could get weird."

House agreed with her on this, but didn't say this instead he said:

"Meh, weird... works for me."

"So true."

"Are you insulting me... Alison?"

That name felt so foreign coming from his mouth.

Inside Cameron was jumping for joy because he called her by her first name.

"That's Doctor Cameron to you."

Cameron started to get out of the car when House said:

"What no invite upstairs for coffee?"

"You want coffee?"

"Yeah."

"It's two in the morning and we have work tomorrow. I mean today. Besides I'm exhausted."

"I can see your face has gone slightly more pale than usual."

"I suppose you can come up if you want, but you'll have to let yourself out, because as soon as I get upstairs I'm going to go straight to bed to crash."

"Cool, I get a chance to snoop through your stuff."

House sounded like an excited little boy.

"No can do, all the good stuff is in my bedroom and my bathroom. The bathroom is an ensuite with only one door, sorry House I also happen to be a light sleeper."

"Yeah, but you're exhausted, so you'll be sleeping more soundly tonight."

Cameron knew House was right, so why argue the point?

"Fine come up, snoop do whatever, just let yourself out quietly."

"Okay."

So they headed up to the fifth floor in the lovely new elevator Cameron's building had just installed. Cameron was fumbling to find her keys. Finally she found them and opened the door. House quickly pushed past Cameron to get inside.

"So the saying chivalry is dead is true?"

"Yep, sorry to disappoint you Cameron."

"Meh, this is you we're talking about not Chase or Wilson who just want to get into a girl's pants."

"You know them well, don't you?"

"Well Wilson has had numerous affairs and Chase slept with me even though I was high, what does that say about their morals. And Chase wanted to become a priest, pfft! As if, he wouldn't have made it through seminary even if his father hadn't made him go to medical school, because his morals stink. I mean what man sleeps with a female colleague that is positively off her face?"

"So true. It does disgust me when I think about Chase, but Wilson has had three failed marriages, you would think he knows better."

"Yep, anyway I'd better be off to bed."

"Yeah, ok. I'll try to be quiet."

"Sure House. Feel free to snoop wherever you want, just only talk to me about your findings and don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Sure. Night."

"Yeah, good night House."

As soon as she had finished Cameron plodded off towards what House supposed was her bedroom. When House had heard the tap in the bathroom stop running and the door close, he got up and had a better look at his surroundings.

It wasn't what he expected, the walls weren't girly or bright sunny colours, in reality they were black and red. You would have thought he would have noticed this but the overhead lights were very bright. He walked further along down the hallway and discovered every room had its own personality.

The study was navy blue with white stars on the wall, the bathroom walls were covered with an undersea theme and her bedroom was lavender with different coloured bubbles all over the walls. The kitchen was the most interesting though the walls were somewhat like a collage, it looked like someone had grabbed different pictures, pasted them on the wall and put clear glue over the top.

House was sitting on the couch in the living room pondering.

He wondered if Cameron had done this herself. He could always ask her at dinner tonight.

House suddenly had a revelation, it was tonight, and he had to get home to sleep so he would be able to eat rather than falling head first into his meal.

House went to the kitchen had another look around and grabbed a soft drink out of the fridge, but before he left he quietly crept into Cameron's room and kissed her forehead.

House took the nice, new elevator down to the ground floor and drove away to his townhouse. When he got home, he realised he was hyped up from the soft drink so he sat down at his piano and began to play.

His neighbours must get annoyed with his late night playing, oh well screw them it gave him time to think, at least he wasn't having any hookers screaming at 3 in the morning.

Within one hour it was four in the morning so House headed off to bed and set his alarm for half past seven in the morning so he could pick up Cameron on time. He figured he could sleep off his clinic hours since Cuddy always said go to the clinic but she never mentioned seeing any patients.

House's last thought before falling asleep was evil Cuddy always making me do pointless charting and clinic hours when they are plenty of other doctors who love to see babies and sick kids. Why did God forsake me, why couldn't he just smit the evil witch? Guess God doesn't like people who do immoral things to save people's lives.

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