The Little Things

Chapter 11

Greg soon thereafter came out of the bedroom dressed and ready for the day. We went over to the dinning room table to enjoy our brunch. After brunch, we decided to check the movie listings and go see a new action flick with Bruce Willis. The movie started around one thirty so we all jumped in Wilson's car and went over to the theater. Throughout the movie the guys were cheering at almost every explosion or fight while I just laughed at their behavior; men will always be boys at heart.

We ended back at my place around four that evening. Greg went in to my room to make some phone calls; he didn't tell us who he was calling but he said we would be leaving around six.

At six on the dot there was a knock at the door. I was confused but Greg jumped right up and went to open it.

"Dr. House?" the man from the door said.

"Correct! Everything ready to go?"

"Yes sir! If your group will follow me then we can get going."

"Sure thing," he replied as he leaned back and looked at both Jimmy and I. We both had confused looks on our face. "Come on. Let's go. Our ride awaits," as he smiled at the two of us.

Jimmy and I looked at each other, shrugged and got up to leave grabbing our jackets on the way to the door. I locked up and we all followed the man to the street where there was a large hummer limo awaiting us.

"Whoa! You got this to take us to the concert?" I said questioning him.

"Yeah, that seriously must have cost a ton," Jimmy said as the driver opened the door for us and we climbed in. I got in first followed by Greg and then Jimmy.

"Well, I figured we don't always treat ourselves so we might as well have fun while we're out and what better way to do that then to be able to drink and not have to worry about a ride."

I sat all the way to the front near the window separating the driver and us. It was closed but we found the controls if we need to tell him something. Greg then reached down to the champagne that was sitting directly in front of him and opened it filling three flutes and handing one to both Jimmy and I. When we all had our flutes he raised his in toast so Jimmy and I followed suit.

"To life, living it and having great friends by your side to share it with," Greg toasted reaching his glass over to me first where we clinked them together. He then reached his glass over to Jimmy and did the same. I stood up and reached over Greg to do the same to Jimmy with my glass but right as I leaned forward the Limo started moving and I lost my balance doing a nice belly flop on to Greg's lap. We all started laughing being that I didn't hurt myself or Greg too badly and amazingly I managed to keep most of the champagne in my glass.

"And to friends with such nice $$es," Greg added as I got up and sat next to him, looked over and smiled at him; he winked in return.

I then held up what was left of my champagne and said, "To $$es of all sorts, to friends with great retorts, to lovin' life, avoiding strife, and btchin' $$ consorts."

"Here, Here!" both Jimmy and Greg said in unison smiling as we all laughed at my toast. We raised our glasses and drank. I downed what was left in my glass. Greg noticed so he grabbed the champagne and filled my flute back up. This was definitely going to be a great night! The concert started around 7:30pm. Our seats were perfect and after rocking out at the show we went backstage to meet and greet the band. We left well after midnight and had a loud ride home with Jimmy, Greg and I singing and drinking in the limo.

"I can't get no," Greg started. "Satisfaction," Jimmy and I chimed in with Greg while he was feigning guitar with his cane and Jimmy and I were dancing in our own way.

"Hllz yeah, that was so awesome," Greg exclaimed. We were definitely more than a little drunk by then by the time we got back to my place it was around 2:30am and we stammered up to my apartment. When we got up there we were still singing away; hopefully not too much of an annoyance to my neighbors but at the time I wasn't really concerned.

When we got into my apartment, which took a few try's while fumbling with the keys, we turned on some more music and dance around. By the time all of us got tired, Greg and I had crashed on the couch and Jimmy on one of my chairs. Around five in the morning I woke with an annoying headache so I wondered over to the kitchen, grabbed a glass of water and some aspirin, downed them and then went to my bed to try to sleep better. I almost immediately fell asleep again.

House awoke around six that morning with an ever present throb in his thigh. He looked around for Cameron while rubbing his leg. Wilson was still in the chair he fell asleep in; still out to the world. House assumed that Cameron must be in her bed. He downed some vicodin to try to cut the pain. When it subsided some he grabbed his cane and hobbled over to Cameron's bedroom. She was asleep in the middle of the bed.

House decided to not test his leg and to just join her in bed. It's not like they hadn't slept in the same bed before so she won't have a problem with it, he reasoned with himself. He first went to the bathroom to relieve himself and brush his teeth since his bladder was also throbbing and he had fallen asleep before he had a chance to brush his teeth. After that he hobbled over to the same side of the bed that he had slept on the night before. He leaned his cane against the nightstand, took off his shoes and jeans and got under the covers.


Cameron moaned a little but did not wake up. He leaned on his side, looking at her for a few moments and then leaned in and gave her a kiss on the forehead. He laid down on his back and as he did so Cameron rolled on her side placing her arm on House's chest. He in return put his arm around her and held her close to him. She cozied herself in closer to him and he smiled as he fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I awoke in Greg's arms; virtually in the same position as the night before. I looked over at the clock and noticed it was almost noon. I turned in Greg's arms to face him and whispered softly, "Hey, sleepy head!"

In response he whispered without opening his eyes, "No talking! More sleeping!"

"It's almost noon. We should check on Jimmy!"

"Alright, I'll check on him!" he replied as he got out of bed. He then reached for his jeans, pulled them on, grabbed his cane and started out towards the living room.