Disclaimed. Leave me alone.

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Ok. So. I'm in bed with House. Oh my god...I'M IN BED WITH HOUSE!!!

Ok then...Cameron is ten inches away from me, in my bed, in my CLOTHES...bitchin'. Turning his head, House saw Cameron laying on her back staring at the ceiling. The same position he was in himself.

"So Cameron...you've finally got me right where you want me. When does the ravaging begin?" House gave the disgusted Cameron a lecherous grin and raised an eyebrow. "I assume you brought some form of protection. I am much too young to be getting pregnant at this point in my life." Girlishly, House fluttered his eyelashes and feigned a blush with a giggle. "What would the girls at school say?" Cameron rolled over to face House and propped her head on her hand with a smirk.

"House. If you aren't careful I may just take you upon that offer. And since you're in a cast so I'd have to do all the work up on top and damn it with all the medication you're on right now I'm not sure it would even be worth it. I mean...can you even get it up now?" House sat up and gaped at the girl in bed beside him. When did Cameron get so feisty?

"Is that a dare?" House questioned with surprise.

"Is that an offer to prove me wrong?" The cool, collected look on her face did nothing to betray the flips of her stomach or how fast her heart was beating. When did I turn into THAT girl? Suddenly House grew rather serious.

"What if it is?" He looked down at his chest, refusing to meet her eye. Cool, collected Cameron was gone. In walked nervous, hopeful, confused Cameron. Sitting up, she sat with crossed legs and picked at an invisible loose thread on the pants she wore.

"Prove me wrong...how?"

"How do you think Cameron?" House became exasperated. I hope this conversation doesn't turn serious...

"House I can't just be physical to you! You know I like you...and I know you're at least attracted to me...but I can't get into anything physical with you because...because it would mean too much to me and you know that."

"You did with Chase." House spat out bitterly. "You didn't seem to have a problem giving it all up to him." Pushing her shame and the feeling that she had been slapped aside, she stopped herself from sending a biting remark back his way.

"That was different! I knew I could never love Chase. He was just...there. Just convenient." Cameron bit her lip and looked as though soon she could cry. Suck it up Allison! Do NOT cry in front of him!

"Oh and you could love me? Me? The self absorbed, selfish, uncaring, unfeeling ass of a human? Get real Cameron. You could never fall in love with a guy like me. You want a prince on a white horse and with this leg, riding is kind of a pain." He stared at her as she looked about the room. Please don't cry Cameron. Turning on the lamp, he painfully sat himself up, silently grateful that Cameron didn't try to help him. Not that she didn't send a worrisome glance his way.

"Could I love you? Yes...I think...maybe...I don't know. All I know is that...I think it might be worth a try." Feeling naked now that her feelings were floating between them like bad air, Cameron crossed her arms in front of her chest. "And...I know you aren't unfeeling or uncaring. I know you care and feel just as much as anyone else, you just don't want to admit it for whatever reason. But that's ok. Because sometimes you do let it show. And...and I don't want to change you, and I don't just like you because you're damaged, I just...House, you're funny."

"You like me because I'm funny? What a great reason to start a long term relationship." House raised both of his eyebrows and looked at Cameron like she was crazy. She, however, looked annoyed.

"Not just that you dolt. Yeah I like you because you're funny. And you're brilliant and you have and absolutely amazing taste in movies and music. And you're different. You don't let anyone tell you what to do. You're a full grown man, but you're still a kid at heart. You're tall and handsome and mysterious. You are passionate about music, but aren't caught up in how well you play or how smart you are. We had fun going out and watching monster trucks and we had fun just sitting at your house listening to music and watching movies. It is possible for us to have real conversations, and I just...I like you." Cameron let out a breath and sat there. House stared at her a moment before sighing.

"Ok." He nodded. Cameron's head shot up and looked at him in shock. Did she hear him correctly? She couldn't have heard him correctly. Did she?

"Ok? Did you say ok?" House nodded. "Ok...ok as in...what exactly." Cameron had fireworks going off in her head as her throat became tight with excitement. Is this really finally happening? Is he giving us a chance?

"Ok as in...we can try I guess. If for no other reason than you can now understand that I am an awful...boyfriend or whatever you're going to call it. Don't call me that. It's too...high school-y. I'll be selfish and forgetful. I snore and I'm not going to remember your birthday. I don't want to meet your parents and I don't want you to meet mine. I won't act differently at work and I won't surprise you with flowers. On the plus side I hear I'm amazing in bed, although I don't cuddle.." He smirked and Cameron laughed.

"Are you done with your disclaimer?" House smiled and gave a nod. "Good. I like people who snore. My roommate in college snored so I'm used to it...it's familiar and therefore comfortable. I can buy you a calendar do you don't forget the real important things and I'll forgive you when you do. You'll only meet my parents if they surprise me with a visit which they won't and I've already met yours. Your mother is sweet but your father is controlling. And after sex with me...I guarantee you'll be ok with cuddling." Cameron spoke confidently and House raised his eyebrows. "I'll put my feet on you when they're cold. I take long showers and I'm indecisive about little things. I rarely sleep in sexy little nighties, but I rarely sleep in anything more than my underwear. In my car I am in control of the radio. End of story. If you wake me up before I'm ready, watch out, because I will slap whatever is closest to me. I rarely get jealous but I am protective of what is mine. I think that about covers it." Cameron finished with a smile. House sat in almost shock. He was in information overload, so what else was there to do but joke?

"How much underwear are we talking?" Cameron just laughed and playfully hit his arm. Mid-chuckle, House let out a yawn.

"Tired?" Cameron asked.

"Well I AM in bed..." He replied sarcastically. Cameron gave a sardonic grin as she leaned over him to turn off the lamp and laid down. House wiggled down underneath the covers.

"So House...are we...what is this now?" Cameron bit her lip to hide her excitement.

"We are in a trial relationship." He reached out and pulled her closer. Laying her head on his shoulder, House wrapped his arm around her.

"I thought you didn't cuddle?" Cameron smirked and placed a hand on his chest. There was a flutter in her chest as she thought about how right this felt. At that moment House was thinking how well her body fit next to his.

"I don't. I'm copping a feel now that we're in a trial relationship." His hand slid down to rest on her ass. Cameron laughed as House nodded in satisfaction. She placed a kiss on his stubbled jaw, then snuggled back down against him.

Oh yeah...this could work.

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Wilson shook his head and laughed as he walked from the bathroom back to the couch. Put two single adults in bed and they can't keep their hands off each other. It's about damn time!

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Well? What do we think? For those who don't get it, the "Oh yeah, this could work." was thought by both House and Cameron.

Today's quote: "The greatest thing in life is to love and be loved in return!" -Moulin Rouge