-1Chapter Three - Let's Get This Party Started

It was almost midnight when the gang headed back to their rooms. They were all flying high and exceptionally frisky. Wilson and Cuddy stood in the corner of the elevator with their arms around the others' waist in a cozy embrace. They were giggling and acting as if they were the only ones in the elevator.

House and Cameron were standing beside them in another corner, not as cozy as the other two but close enough. Cameron whispered something in House's ear and he actually blushed, causing Cameron to giggle. House looked over at the other two then looked at Cameron.

"Isn't that just gross?" he asked with a smirk.

"Actually, they're making me hotter than our dance. I think I felt your cane where I shouldn't have, but I'm not complaining."

House rolled his eyes and looked at the couple again a little uncomfortable, looking as if he were going to throw up, but not from the alcohol, from his boss and best friend making out.

"Will you two please STOP IT!" House whined.

"What's the matter, House?" Cuddy asked. "Never seen anyone be romantic before? Or do you even know what the word means? You sure didn't back in college," she teased.

Just then the elevator door opened and the four got out. They walked to the first room, which was the boys' room.

"Okay, we're at your stop, House and Cameron," Cuddy told them.

She reached down and cupped Wilson's cheek, but not the one on his face. He didn't move; he just looked at Cuddy and winked with a sly grin.

"Uh, I'm not staying with her."

Cameron frowned. "Oh, don't worry, I'm not going to attack you," she said seriously then smiled. "unless you want me to."

Cuddy and Wilson walked past them to her room and let them continue to fight. Cuddy had something else on her brain and didn't really care what they were fighting about. They could sleep in the hallway for all she cared.

"Hey, Testosterone Boy, I need the key," House shouted at them.

Wilson stopped and threw the key about three rooms' distance.

"You two have a great time together. Don't make me call management if you continue to fight," Cuddy said as they turned and walked down to the next room.

House and Cameron walked into their room and House sat down nervously in a chair, while Cameron sat on the edge of one of the twin beds.

"Well," she said seductively. "Wanna watch a porno?"

"No. I only watch those alone."

Cameron feigned looking disappointed then said, "I don't know about you but I could use a nice, relaxing, cool bath after sweating on the dance floor. Like to join me?"

"Nope."

"Need mouth to mouth resuscitation?"

"No. I'm breathing fine. I may be old but I ain't dead yet."

Cameron sighed heavily. "What is that you do want to do?"

A light bulb appeared over House's head, figuratively speaking, and he smiled wickedly.

He stood up and said, "Keep the door open for me," then walked out of the door.

He walked up four rooms, knocked on the door and scurried back to his room as fast as he could, just in time. House leaned against the wall by the door and snickered.

"House, you are sooo mature," Cameron told him with her hands on her hips then laughed. "But that was funny."

They stood in silence for a minute until House walked out of the door and knocked on the door again. This time he heard loud moaning and groaning from Cuddy and the sound of running water. The sounds of ecstasy were definitely from Cuddy. But, he thought with a laugh, it could have been Wilson because House thought he might groan like a girl when he had sex. Then he noticed the door was slightly ajar.

House couldn't take it! He had to see what they were doing; he just wouldn't look at Wilson. He slowly opened the door then let it shut, making sure to put the door jam notch in place to leave it open just a crack. He then took a few steps and held the door until it quietly closed shut. He took a few more steps and looked to his right.

He noticed the Jacuzzi was big enough for four people, and a wicked thought crossed his mind. He avoided looking at the bed as long as he could, and just as he was about to, something touched him around his waist and he grunted in shocked surprise.

"It's just me, shut UP! You scream like a girl," Cameron whispered but it was too late, Cuddy and Wilson heard them.

"House, Cameron?! What the HELL are you two doing here!" Cuddy screamed as she sat up quickly and pulled down her skirt over her knees then jumped off the California Queen sized bed. Wilson got off the bed and ran his fingers through his hair with his hand on his hip.

"So, what is she, Wilson? Mother Superior Cuddy or Lifeguard Cuddy?" House asked.

"Lifeguard Cuddy. You should know that, House," Cuddy said.

"House, we should go," Cameron suggested.

"Actually, Cameron, you two don't have to leave," Cuddy threw at them, a Black Widow grin on her face. Cuddy turned to look at Wilson, who nodded his head.

Something stirred in Cameron, her pants, actually. House felt his pants in the front had grown incredibly tighter, meaning just one thing:

They would stay.