A/N: I know, I backed up a little bit in the last section as far as the Phantom lyrics go. It just made sense. Now I'm going to skip ahead a bit in the Phantom story. This is more difficult than I thought. However, thanks to ideas from snarkyrabid squirrel, I've extended this chapter and have two more good ones coming up.

Disclaimer: Still don't own House or Phantom. :'(

As Cameron got more experience working for House, she noticed things she didn't like. His bedside manner, when he could be bothered to see patients, was atrocious. He didn't treat his fellows much better. There were three of them now, since Foreman had joined the team. He popped pills like they were candy. And yet, there was something about him that intrigued her.

At the same time, she couldn't help but notice the handsome Dr. Chase. She was drawn to him, but in a different way than she was drawn to House. It was obvious by the way he acted around her that he was drawn to her as well. They were about to find out just how drawn they were.

One day, House was being particularly abrasive. On this day, Cameron was being particularly sensitive. It got to the point where she couldn't take how insanely brash House was being and sought solitude in a remote corner of the hospital. Being newest on the team and least familiar with the hospital, Foreman suggested that Chase look for Cameron. He was happy to oblige. The remote corner turned out to be a small, dark stairwell on the third floor. He found her wih her head in her hands. He approached her cautiously.

"Cameron," he said. "Are you okay?"

"Does it look like I'm okay?" she asked.

"You know, you shouldn't let House get to you like that," he told her.

"I know," she sighed.

"It's just his nature. He's an ass."

"I know that, too."

"Then, what's the problem?"

"It's just…does he have to be so…so…extreme? Take too long to answer a question, you're a moron. Little things like that, and it never stops."

"Well, yeah…I know. Like I said, that's how he is."

"You know and I know. If we both know, why don't we forget all this?"

"Cameron, just because we have an asshole for a boss doesn't mean we should hate our jobs."

"I meant let's forget this right now. Let's sneak off into an even more secluded part of the hospital and…see what happens."

"Now?"

Cameron just gave him a look that said, "Why not?" Being a guy, it was hard for Chase to resist. However, it was just after they were about to head off to their rendez-vous that their pagers went off. Before they left the stairwell, though, Chase kissed Cameron on the lips.

"Maybe later," he said.

"Later," she said. "But nothing too serious."

"Don't worry," he told her.

Love me, that's all I ask of you

Lurking underneath the stairs, Gregory House heard the whole conversation. It was unclear how he got there or how he managed to remain quiet throughout the whole thing, but he was sorry he had. If House had been one to display emotions other than anger or apathy, he would have been in a pool of tears at that moment. As he was, though, he chose the former. He stood there, looking down until a scowl took over his face.

I gave you my medicine

Made your practice take wing

And now, how you've repaid me

Denied me and betrayed me

He was bound to love you

When he saw you here

Cameron...

You will curse the day you did not do

All that I, Greg House, asked of you