The Little Things

by KristenJ350

House isn't one to let his feelings known through his words. It's in his actions, the little things he does, that brings to light how he truly feels. HouseCameron relationship as viewed from Cameron's perspective.

14. Chapter 14

The Little Things

Chapter 14

Throughout that week, Greg and I hadn't done anything together. It's almost like he was coming up with excuses but who knows maybe he was really busy. Either way we talked a few times and all was good for the Fundraiser. He explained to me that he'll be with me as much as possible on that night but that there will be the occasion where he'll have to step away to attend to his "duty!"

He wouldn't tell me what Cuddy had him doing; I even tried asking Cuddy but she said she promised not to say anything to anyone.

By the time there was two weeks left before the Fundraiser, Greg finally started finding time to hang out. We did the occasional lunch together and hung out with Jimmy a couple times after work. He seemed more distant then before but he also seemed more out of it; tired.

I was all prepared for the Fundraiser by the time it came to that Saturday. I had bought a beautiful red strapless dress that had sequins. It perfectly fit my body accentuating my best features. Greg said he would pick me up that night at 6pm and so he did.

At 6pm that evening there was a knock at my door. When I opened it, I immediately drew in my breath; I was speechless. Greg was standing there in a tux holding a lovely black and silver cane and a huge bouquet of red roses. Just as I saw him and drew in my breath, I heard a loud gasp emitted from Greg. He stood there just staring at me; his mouth gapping. He eventually closed his mouth and broke the silence saying, "Wow, you look amazing. I think I made a good deal with deciding to go to this event. So, can I come in already or are you not done gawking at me just yet?" With his last words he smirked at me.

"I'll be done in a moment," I replied with a smile as I looked him over. "Okay, come on in." I moved aside to let him in. I shut the door behind him and as I turned around from doing so he was facing me holding out the flowers.

"Beautiful flowers for a beautiful woman?!" he quizzically stated.

"Thank you, Greg! You didn't have to do that."

"I don't have to do anything but this I wanted to do."

"Oh, I have something for you too!" I said as I ran off towards the kitchen. I returned with a boutonniere. It was a simple red rose. "Here, I thought it'd look good on you and I figured it'd tie your suit to my dress; it's a girl thing," I said winking at him.

"Red rose, huh? Great minds think alike," he said as I got in front of him and pinned the boutonniere to his lapel. When I was finished pinning it on, I leaned in a smelled it.

"There, that looks nice."

"Hey, Ally I also wanted to apologize to you for not having been able to spend more time with you recently. I promise though, tonight will have made it worth the wait," he said winking at me. "Remember what I said about occasionally needing to wonder off, right?"

"Yeah, it's no problem. I know you'll have things to do."

"Well, I promise you'll enjoy even the times I'm away but I'm not going to be away often, okay?"

"Alright!"

"You ready to go? Your ride awaits you," he said while sticking his elbow out for her to take hold of.

"Sure thing. Let's go," I replied as we headed out from my apartment locking up behind us. As we got down to the street I noticed a beautiful Bentley limo awaiting for us. The driver opened the door for us; we got in and headed out to the Fundraiser.

Inside the limo was a bottle of champagne, a mini fridge with who-knows-what in it and a stereo playing a lovely light jazz.

"Aww, this is wonderful Greg."

"Something special for someone special," he said as he sat next to me. He then opened the mini-fridge ever so slightly so I could not see what was in it and he pulled out a plastic container with the most beautiful wrist corsage. It had three red roses. "I got this for you as well!"

"It's perfect! It almost perfectly matches your boutonniere. How'd you know to go with red?"

"I have my sources," he said with a smile.

We talked some more as we were headed to the Fundraiser. Greg sat right next to me with his arm around my shoulder; keeping the mood light. I never expected any of this from Greg. He boggles my mind too often.

When we arrived at the Fundraiser, we spotted Wilson at the entrance. He seemed excited to see both Greg and I approach him.

"Hey, Jimmy!" I said when we got up to him.

"Hi Ally!"

"So, no date Jimmy?" Greg asked.

"Not this time. I've kind of decided to take a break from dating for a while."

"Ahh, so let's get to our seats," Greg said.

"We're at table number 4 which is right in front of the stage and next to the dance floor. We're sitting with Cuddy, Chase and his date and Foreman and his date."

We wondered straight over to our table to claim our seats. Up on the stage there was musical equipment all set up; there were drums, amplifiers, a keyboard and many large speakers.

Greg and I sat towards the front of the table facing away from the stage but I figured that when the time came, we could just turn our chairs around to face the stage. It was almost 7pm now and Cuddy told us to go ahead of everyone and grab food first.

"Greg needs to be done with eating quickly so he can do what he needs to for us," she said while winking at Greg. He nodded back and we headed off towards the buffet table.

"I can't wait to see what you're up to," I told him when we got to the table.

"I think you'll like it."

We went back to our table and ate our food together; talking occasionally in between bites. Greg practically inhaled his food and when he was done he leaned back in his chair and placed his hand on his abdomen.

A few minutes later we were approached by a few men.

The man in front had short, dark brown hair with some grey highlighting the sides and chocolate brown eyes. He was short, maybe 5'5" and the same build as Wilson. "Hey Greg! Wow, all fancied up in a tux. I never thought I'd see the day! Who's this lovely lady sitting next to you?" he asked as he shook Greg's hand.

"This is my date, Dr. Allison Cameron," he replied as the man who talked reached his hand out for mine. I reached for his hand but instead of shaking it he took my hand, turning it palm down and bowed his head down kissing my knuckles then releasing my hand.

"My pleasure," he said in response.

Greg raised an eyebrow looking at the man and said, "Ally, this is Doug Phillips; we were buddies in College." He then pointed to the other men behind him, "And these lovely fellows, plus Doug, are known as The Soul Sagacity."

"Nice to meet you Doug. A band, huh?" I asked.

"Yeah, we are musicians and we are here to entertain you," Doug said smiling.

"Hey, I don't think she falls for the cool musician type…" he said to Doug. "Well, unless it's combined with the extremely witty and intelligent doctor type," he said while tugging at his lapel he turned towards me smiling.

I turned to Greg and said, "So this," pointing around to the band, "has been what you've been up to for the last month. Setting up the entertainment for this evening?"

"Yeah, well, when I was in college Doug and I used to play in a band together and Cuddy knew us well."

"She was one of our groupies!" Doug chimed in.

"Wow, cool!" I replied. I was not really able to picture Cuddy as a groupie but I guess she's probably changed a lot since college.

"Speaking of, Greg are you ready?" said Doug.

"It's as good a time as any," he replied to Doug. He then turned to face me. "I only plan to help out on a few songs so I will be back," he said grabbing my hand and giving it a squeeze. "Enjoy the show!"

He then got up and started off with Doug and the rest of the band towards the stage. They got set up and took their places but before they started Cuddy took a place at the main microphone to make a speech.

"I want to thank everyone for participating in this fundraiser. The money we make tonight will help with the research needed to help our children with cancer. There are a few silent auctions in the back so please participate and near the silent auction is a raffle too. We appreciate all of your contributions and hope that you enjoy the evening. I'd like to thank everyone who helped put the fundraiser together including our ever popular Dr. Gregory House who has put together a night of entertainment for us. I'd like to introduce to you The Soul Sagacity!" She backed away clapping and then proceeded off the stage. Everyone in the audience joined her in her announcement of the entertainment and Jimmy and I were on our feet cheering. Greg just looked over at me and smiled as he was standing behind the keyboard that was set to the front right of the stage near where our table was. Doug was the lead guitarist and once they started playing I realized he was also the lead vocals.

They started off with Nothing from Nothing by Billy Preston. Greg was extremely good. I sat there with a smile just enjoying listening and watching Greg play. I never thought he'd play for this many people. He seemed to really be enjoying it. He'd every so often close his eyes and get really into the music. Wilson, Cuddy and I cheered when the song finished.

The next song was Lean on Me by Bill Withers (the Al Green version). With this song, Greg was backing up Doug with vocals as well as playing the piano. When Greg started singing he looked down at me and winked.

Some times in our lives,

We all have pain,

We all have sorrow.
But, if we are wise,

We know that there's always tomorrow.

Lean on me,

When you're not strong,

And I'll be your friend;
I'll help you carry on.

For it won't be long,

'till I'm gonna need
somebody to lean on.

Partway into it, I was approached by Chase.

"Hey, Cameron! You want to dance?"

Please, swallow your pride,

If I have things, you need to borrow.

"Oh, it's very nice of you to ask but I'd like to just watch Greg. Why don't you dance with your date?"

For no one can feel those of your needs,

That you won't let show.

"Oh, she's at the bar flirting with some of the other doctors," he lowered his head in defeat.

You just call on me brother when you need a hand,

"I'm sorry Chase. I really would rather just wait for Greg though! He said he wasn't going to be performing for long."

We all need somebody to lean on.

"I figured he'd be playing as long as the band does," Chase replied.

I just might have a problem that you'll understand,

We all need some body to lean on.

At that point Wilson leaned in and said, "Chase, do you actually think he can stay standing on his leg like that all night? He'll need to rest every so often and he probably only promised to play with the band for a few songs. For some odd reason, I think he'll want to spend some time with his date too."

Lean on me, when you're not strong,

And I'll be your friend;
I'll help you carry on.

"Yeah, you're right! Oh well, I'll go try to mingle." Chase walked off towards the bar.

For it won't be long,

"Thanks Wilson! I just really want to watch Greg play and I'd rather save my first dance for him."

'till I'm gonna need,

"No problem. Speaking of dancing…," as he stood up and reached towards Cuddy who was eating next to him. "Would you like to dance?"

Somebody to lean on.

"Oh, heck yeah! Let's go!" she said as she took his hand and stepped on the dance floor. I watched Greg for the remainder of the song.

You just call on your brother,

When you need a hand,

We all need somebody to lean on.

I just might have a problem that you'll understand.

We all need someone to lean on.

If, there is a load,

That you have to bear,

That you can't carry,
I'm right up the road,

I'll share your load,

If you just call me.

Call me (if you need a friend), Call me (Call me a huh), Call me (if you need a friend), Call me (if you ever need a friend), Call me (call me), Call me (call me), Call me (call me), call me (call me), Call me (if you need a friend), Call me (call me), Call me (call me), Call me (call me), Call me (call me), Call me.

When they finished I stood up and clapped and whistled. Greg nodded in my direction and smiled. Then in his microphone he started talking.

"That was an ode to my cane." The audience chuckled in response. "In all actuality, that was meant for a particular special buddy of mine who's always been there for me." He picked up a glass of scotch he had sitting on a speaker near him and held it up. To the coolest best friend ever," he said looking at Wilson. Wilson was beaming in return and everyone clapped for him. "God knows not many people can put up with me let alone call me their best friend. This next song will be my last up here but not to fret the band will continue to play for us until the night's end. This song is meant for another special person in my life and that person will know what it means."

He then started playing the piano; no one yet to back him up during the song. I recognized the song right away as I reached my hands to cover my mouth tears already forming in my eyes; I sat back down. We were staring into each other's eyes; our eyes locked in the moment. I lowered my hands when Greg started singing, still by himself.

I can't fight this feeling any longer
and yet, I'm still afraid to let it flow.
What started out as friendship has grown stronger.
I only wish I had the strength to let it show.

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever.
I say there is no reason for my fear.
'Cause I feel so secure when we're together.
You give my life direction,

You make everything so clear.

Even as I wander,

I'm keeping you in sight.
You're a candle in the window on a cold dark winter's night.
And I'm getting closer than I ever though I might.

At this point, the band then started up with Greg with Doug as back up to Greg's vocals.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
and throw away the oars forever.

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
and if I have to crawl upon the floor,
come crashing through your door;
Baby I can't fight this feeling anymore.

Doug broke out into a lovely guitar solo but I couldn't break my eye contact with Greg.

My life has been such a whirl wind since I saw you.
I've been running around in circles in my mind
and it always seems that I'm following you girl.
'Cause you take me to the places that I thought I'd never find.

Even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight.
You're a candle in the window on a cold dark winter's night
but I'm getting closer than I ever though I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
and throw away the oars forever.

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
and if I have to crawl upon the floor,
come crashing through your door;
Baby I can't fight this feeling anymore.

Oohhhh!!!!

(I Can't Fight this Feeling, Chicago)

By the time he had finished the song, I had a tear streaked face. I can't believe he would open himself up like that for me and even more surprising still, in front of almost the whole hospital. It was the most romantic thing anyone's ever done for me. He has struggled to abstain from showing a vulnerability to anyone and for me he does this. He astounds me sometimes.

The audience erupted with applause when he finished and he made his way off the stage heading straight for me. The band started playing something else by the time he reached me but I had no clue what. I was concentrating on one thing; Greg.

When he reached me, he hung his cane on his chair, placed one hand on my face and started wiping stray tears away. He then moved that hand to the back of my neck and he place his left hand on my waist; pulling me in towards him. Never losing eye contact he leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. I responded kissing him back. As our kiss increased, it seemed as though we were the only two people in that room. We explored each others mouth not only with want but with need. After what seemed like hours, Greg pulled back from our kiss, rubbing his nose to mine and placing his forehead on my forehead.

It was at that point that we realized that everything was quite and that everyone there was watching us. After a moment of silence, everyone started cheering and applauding Greg and I; including the band members. Greg and I were laughing under our breath and we pulled away from one another. He took my hand and started smiling and waving to the onlookers. Greg started pulling me towards one of the exits to get us away from prying eyes.

I'll never forget that moment. The moment Greg gave his heart to me.