From Chapter Five

After a while the occasional touch turned into loving caresses which then turned into heated kisses. Cameron's hands felt the hard planes of House's chest and House slipped his hands deftly under the back of her shirt rubbing small circles on her back and then on her front.

Both of them knew there would be consequences for this but neither cared. All they cared about was feeling. They weren't thinking about Cameron's botched HIV test, or House's harsh words. All they were aware of was each other.

Morning found them tangled in the sheets with House's arm wrapped around her slim waist. House woke up first and wondered where he was for a brief moment then the previous night's activities came back to him. For the first time since he and Stacy were together he didn't want to flee before his partner woke up. He was content to lay in bed and hold her.

Cameron had woken up while this thought process was going on.

Do I tell him I am awake? I really am enjoying just being in his arms. Just a few more minutes…God, he really is a guilty pleasure. I feel like I am 18 again. I am only feeling, just running on emotion and saying screw the consequences.

"Allison, I know you're awake."

He's too perceptive for my own good. I wonder what the tell was.

"Yes, House, I am. But I was enjoying myself. Having you here feels good, it makes me feel good, better than I have in a long time."

Cameron knew better than to use trite saying such as "This feels right. Or, you complete me." That would only earn her mocking from her new lover.

"Will I always be House to you?"

"I don't know. Calling you Greg feels so… intimate."

"So, what do you call what we did last night? We aren't 'just friends' anymore."

"Touché. It was amazing. Completely different from anything I have ever felt before. It made me forget to think."

"Good. 'Cause you got me off pretty well too."

"Greg!"

"Oh! So we are on a first name basis now?"

"But you said…"

"Relax. I know what I said. I am still going to give you hell. But now I am going to give you pleasure too."

Cameron smiled a Cheshire-Cat like smile.

House recognized Cameron's smile. He hadn't seen it in a long time, at least not because of him. It was the smile of a woman in love. And it didn't scare him. That in its self may have scared him, but the fact that Cameron loved him? He was thrilled, but wouldn't be telling anyone anytime soon.

House will always be House. Or is he Greg? Does it matter? He is never going to change. He is going to make smart-ass comments after a night of love-making for as long as we are together. But he will make sure you know that he loves you, its written on is face and communicated through his touches. So, I won't be having sex up against the balcony anytime soon. So what? I have what I want. I still haven't figured out if he is House, or Greg? I don't have to figure it now though; I have a lifetime for that.

That's a wrap folks. Thanks for all your support!