A/N: A) I know iv'e been neglecting this story but i'm on a writing kick so...

B) This chapter is a songfic based on Brad Paisley's Little Moments. I love this song and this is based on the line "And i don't even remember what she backed my truck into, but she covered her mouth and her face got red and she just looked so darn cute i couldn't even act like i was mad"

C) Have you seen the Olivia Wilde boob jiggle video? If you haven't I strongly suggest you do. Just type "Olivia Wilde" into the YouTube search bar and if you scroll down you'll see "Olivia Wilde Jiggles Her Breasts" it's legit the best 53 seconds you will ever experience

D) I know 17 year olds can't bartend but I needed a sexy and badass job for Remy to have and bar tending just fits her so well

Almost everyone that had ever spent five minutes with Dr. Remy Hadley knew her most prized possession: her silver BMW. She saved a little money from each paycheck since her first job bar tending when she was seventeen. It took until the end of her first year working for House to finally take the leap and finally buy her dream car. No matter how much she loved, trusted or cared about someone she never let them drive her car. And Allison Cameron knew that first hand.

*about 3.5 months after they started dating*

"Hey Rem?" Allison called out from her spot in front of the sink to her girlfriend laying on the couch. When she didn't get a response she dried her hands on the towel next to her and walked over and stood behind the couch. She looked at Remy, sleeping, with her arm bent and draped over her eyes and her other arm hanging off the couch.

"Remy" Allison whispered softly. Still no response, so she decided to take other measures.

She slowly walked around to the front of the couch and quietly straddled the sleeping girl. Usually this would wake her, but this time she was only slightly disturbed causing her to remove her arm from her eyes and go back to sleep. Allison started to place soft kisses along her neck, when she reached her ear the other girl finally awakened.

"Mmm, I like waking up this way" Remy said as she slowly opened her eyes.

She lazily wrapped her arms behind Allison's neck and pulled her down toward her. She pressed their lips together for a moment before Allison pulled away.

"Can I borrow your car tomorrow?" Allison asked,only inches away from Remy.

Remy let out a chuckle and looked at her incredulously "You know the answer. I'll just drive you, where do you need to go"

Allison glared at her "You do realized that you barely use your car, what's the point of having this car that you love if you never use it?"

Remy shrugged "What. If I drive to work and I spill coffee or Chase gets pissed at me again and decides to key my car?"

Allison knew that she wouldn't win that argument so she just silenced Remy, with her lips. After about ten minutes things started to get really heated. As Remy went to undo the button of her pants Allison stopped her.

"What?" Remy asked, getting a little irritated. She wasn't exactly known for her self control.

"If you let me drive your car for like three minutes I'll do anything you want" Allison said, whispering the last part in her ear, sensually breathing on her neck.

"Wh-why do you want to drive my car so badly?" Remy said shakily, trying to keep her words clean and straight *no pun intended, okay a little pun intended*.

"You of all people should know that a girl always wants what she can't have" With that she stood up and looked down at Remy.

"I'll ge-get my keys" She said standing on shaky legs.

"Eeep!" Allison yelled like a giddy school girl causing Remy to roll her eyes. And then to start picturing her in a school girl outfit. This was about to be the longest three minutes of her life.

After getting a little handsy in the elevator to the parking garage Remy started to lecture Allison on safe driving.

"I did pass my drivers test, without flirting with the instructor, so I think I know how to take a car out of park." Allison said as she checked her mirrors

Remy had an iron grip on the handle above the window. Her anxiety quickly taking over her lust. She felt the car start to move and she let out a shaky breath. All was going well, Remy began to loosen her grip on the handle, her eyes when from clenched shut to lightly closed and then they came a a quick and screeched halt. Remy's eyes shot open and she looked over at Allison, who by now was out of the car assessing the damage. Remy slowly got out of the passenger seat and saw Allison standing behind the car. As she made her way around her anger started to dissipate as she saw her girlfriend's face. She heard multiple "oh my gods" and "she's gonna kill me" muffled by her hands covering her mouth. Remy walked behind her and saw the small dent no bigger than Allison's box set of Sex and the City on the left side of the bumper. Allison took her hands away from her mouth when she felt Remy wrap her arms around her waist and rest her head on her shoulder. Remy could sense the blush that covered the space from her mouth to her ears. She couldn't stand how cute she looked. Her anger was no match and quickly turned to pure love.

"How mad are you?" Allison asked turning to face her girlfriend

Remy smiled and kissed away all her concerns over her anger. When she pulled away she gazed into her eyes and said "Do you have any idea how cute you looked, all red and nervous?"

"Shut up, before I have to go back on my promise."