The weekend went by in a hurry, much against the two lovers wills as they spent most of it tangled up in each others arms, relishing the time they had together, before reality finally caught up to them and popped their protective bubble.

Cameron woke up around noon on Sunday to an empty bed, her heart instantly shooting in her chest as thoughts of House leaving her, finally coming to his senses and deciding she wasn't worth it, as she shot out of the bed and immediately went searching for him.

As she opened the bedroom door, the sound of someone bustling around in the kitchen managed to settle her down a bit, as she padded soundlessly in the direction of the sounds to find House by the stove with his back to her, busy cooking something that smelled far too unhealthy for her taste.

She watched for the longest time as he went about making them a meal wearing light blue sweat pants and a black t-shirt as he hummed quietly to himself.

She moved closer to him and reluctantly snuck her slender arms around his waist and pressed her body tight against his, smiling as she felt his breath catch, before he sighed and continued what he was doing; "I didn't know you cooked…"Cameron stated into his back, enjoying the feel of his muscles tensing and relaxing against her chest.

He smirked; "There's a lot of stuff we don't know about each other…" he paused switched the burner off and turned to face her, his eyes widening as he found her naked before him, instantly a smile took over his features as his eyes wandered "…yet…" he murmured absentmindedly as his hands locked on her hips and he picked her up effortlessly setting her down on the island.

She chuckled as he moved forward to stand between her slightly parted legs; "…like the fact that I don't eat bacon…" she asked jokingly her arms going around his neck as she brushed her lips against his softly.

House pulled back and quirked an eyebrow; "…you'll eat this one…" he stated surely, his lips finding the crane of her neck and nipping there intently.

"Why?" she murmured distractedly, her fingers gently caressing the short hair at the base of his skull.

He pulled back suddenly with a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips; "Because I cooked it for you…" he stated seriously, taking his shirt off and handing it to her "…your nakedness is very distracting…" he explained shyly, his eyes resting over her small, round and perfect breast "…extremely distracting…" he sighed out, turning back to the stove and taking the bacon and eggs and dumping them into a washed plate.

Cameron put the shirt on and watched as he limped out of the kitchen with the bacon and eggs; "…bring the mango from the fridge, will you…" he threw over his shoulder as he placed the plate on the table by the couch and flopped down on it's depths "…oh and a fork…"

She complied and got the fruit and two forks, before she followed him into the living room and took a seat next to him; "…here…" she said handing him one fork and placing the fruit on the coffee table, holding up her own fork as she waited for him to place the plate between them.

"I said one fork…" he said taking the one she held out and throwing it somewhere in the general direction of his kitchen "…up…" he said padding his lap and taking the other fork from her.

She frowned; "…I thought we were going to have breakfast…" she said slowly.

He grinned sexily at her and pulled her leg until she was straddling his lap, her bottom resting over his left thigh to keep from hurting him; "…open up…" he said in that low tone that made her hair stand and her pulse quicken as he held a forkful of eggs and bacon to her still closed mouth.

"Are you serious?" she asked confused by his actions.

House sighed and cocked his head to side slightly, regarding her for a moment; "…you're ruining the mood…" he stated with a small pout.

She chuckled and opened her mouth, causing a shy smile to take over his face as he took the fork to her mouth and watched as she closed it around his offering, her eyes slipping shut as she tasted the caloric treat with a gentle sigh.

He watched in awe as she tasted the food he'd made for her as if she had never tasted anything as good in her life. She opened her eyes and they shone down at him and it made him feel strangely giddy to know that he'd done that to her, that he was the reason behind the sated smile that had taken residence permanently on her beautiful face, her slight different walk as she padded barefoot through his apartment and the bright glint in her eyes whenever their gazes locked on each other.

"Good?" House asked quietly, his tone slightly raspy.

She nodded and leaned forward, pressing her lips to his in a chaste kiss; "What do you know…I like bacon…" she joked against his lips be fore pulling back and motioning for the pate "…what are you waiting for…keep feeding me…" she ordered playfully.

House chuckled and resumed his task, feeding her and taking in every face and sound she made, burning it all into his memory for future purposes…like when she'd finally decide to leave and go home to her fiancé…the thought made his stomach flop over itself, causing a nauseous groan to escape him in the process.

Cameron frowned and cupped his scruffy cheeks with both her hands, forcing him to meet her gaze; "…what's the matter…are you hungry…" she asked careful "…you can eat too…" she said afraid she'd done something to make him mad.

He sighed and put the plate back on the end table; "…I'm not hungry…" he breathed out, his hands running over his weary face as he struggled to rid himself of the thoughts of her with Chase and take back whatever fragile moment they had going on before his overactive brain decided to ship in.

"Was it something I said or did?" she asked worriedly.

He shook his head 'no' and dropped his hands to her exposed thighs, his thumbs brushing softly against her smooth skin; "…you have to make a decision…" he whispered, reluctant to say anything else and end up scaring her away for good.

Just as Cameron was about to speak House's home-phone went off, cutting her off and causing House to grunt in despair, reach for the phone click the answer button, only to press it again and disconnect the call again, before looking back up at her.

"This is good…" House said quietly, smoothing his hands up and down her thighs "…it's great, but…it can't last…it would be great if it could, but…" he sighed and dropped his gaze from hers.

His phone went off again and before he could make it stop again the call went straight to voicemail and the robotized female voice came blaring through his living room, followed by the voice that made Cameron tense instantly over him and House drop his head onto the back of the couch and sigh deeply.

"Hey House…"

Silence

"It's Chase…I'm calling because…"

Pause

"…I'm calling to, this is going to sound pathetic…but I don't know where else to look and as hard as it is for me to do this…I need to know if she's…this is ridiculous…"

Sigh and silence

"…Ally…"

The simple word tore through House and Cameron's hearts; making Cameron slump onto the couch next to him and sigh deeply, while House leant forward and cradled his face in his hands.

"…I know you're there…please come home, Ally…"

Another pause

"We can't fix this if you're not here…please, Ally, come home…"

A beeping sound filled the room followed by the sound of the machine rewinding, before the room was flooded by a tense silence.

House waited for her to do or say something, anything that showed that she wanted to be with him, that she had no intention of going back to Chase, but when nothing but silence reached his ears he sighed tiredly.

Suddenly House stood and limped to the table in the corner of the room, taking his cane and gripping it tightly; "Go home" he ordered simply, before limping quickly down the hall, entering his bathroom and closing the door behind him with a loud thud.

Cameron found herself staring at the door for what seemed like forever, trying to figure out what to do. Of its own volition her body took her to the bathroom door; "House…" she called out hopefully, knocking on the wooden door softly "Greg, please open up…" she pleaded, flattening her hands against the cool obstacle, keeping her from the man she longed to spend the rest of her life with.

Suddenly the wood beneath her hands shoke violently in its hinges and the sound of a fist connecting painfully against it re-sounded back to her, making her jump and eye the dented door with surprise and shock written across her once calm features; "Get.The.Fuck.Out" he roared from behind the door, making her heart tighten in her chest and tears sprint down her pale cheeks.

With blurry eyes and drenched cheeks, Cameron rushed to his bedroom and got dressed as fast as she possibly could, before speeding out of his apartment before he had the chance to get out and smash her too. It wasn't until much later as she wandered the streets of Princeton that she noticed she still had his t-shirt on, in her hurry to escape she had forgotten to get her top and put it on instead.

She hugged herself as she sobbed with each intake of breath his enthralling scent burning it's way down her nostrils and making more tears well up in her pale grey eyes, as she reached the building she'd been looking for and pressed the button to the third floor.

"Who is it?" came the familiar cheery voice through the panel.

"It's me…" Cameron sobbed out shivering despite herself.

"Allison?" the voice asked concerned as the buzzer sounded and the building door opened "…come on up, sweetie…" the voice said softly, concern evident in the previous cheery tone.

Allison went in and rushed to the elevator pressing the button and hoping the metallic would take her faster to where she needed to be the most.

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I'm sorry for the cliffy, I'm already working on the next chapter! )