Chapter 4: A Chance You'll Never Forget

OK, I thought I'd fill you in on the details- Basically, I was planning to write a long chapter- but then I thought it would be easier to split the long chapter in two. Sorry about my empty promises.

Peace, penguins and kettles! Or something like that. *ahem*

On with the story...

"What the HELL were you doing?!"

"Well, I think we were playing Hide and Seek. The only thing was; we were hiding from you. Damn, you found us." He lets out a mock moan.

"Employee and boss relationships are not allowed. You should know the rules, seeing as you've broken so many of them!"

House runs a hand through his silvery hair. Cuddy sighs, hands on her hips. "I was going to tell you something important, before I saw... you two. Out of his own kindness, the head of medicine decided one 'lucky' department would get the chance to fly to Las Vegas for a whole weekend. Your department was chosen. You fly in three days." She finishes. "This is a chance you'll never forget, House."

House doesn't reply, hurriedly limping out of her office.

"Where are you going?" She calls to him.

He turns. "I'm going to Las Vegas, the casino city. I need to make some phone calls to my daily hookers- tell them I'm busy this weekend. They'll be disappointed, but what can I do?" He makes a mock shrug. Cuddy rolls her eyes, exasperated.

The 'gang' were waiting impatiently in House's office. Chase rests a hand on his face, flipping through case files.

"Nothing here that would interest House- we're screwed."

Foreman raises an eyebrow, uninterested. He lazily lolls in a chair. "If there aren't any, House will find one. People seem to find him, though. Right, Cameron?" He asks deliberately. Colour flushes to her cheeks, trying to ignore the burning gaze of Chase.

"I-I guess so," she stammers. "But I don't really know."

She's saved as House dramatically bangs the door open. They all turn to him.

"Got a case?" Foreman asks hopefully.

"Nope. But I did receive interesting news from Cuddy. While she desperately trying to have sex with me, she told me..." He pauses, to raise the tension. "We're going to Las Vegas for the weekend. Get packing, my ducklings." He winks saucily at Cameron, who blushes. Chase's eyes dart at them suspiciously.

"You seemed cosy with House," He comments as soon as they leave the room.

"He's a...friend, I guess," Cameron says carefully.

"But you seem more than that."

"We're not," she laughs, and pulls him in for a kiss. Out of the corner of her eye she sees House, staring at her.

Over the course of the next three days, everybody but House was talking excitedly about the little, 'trip'. Chase's plan was to spend some quality time with Cameron. Secretly, it was his way of telling House to 'back off,' marking his territory. Foreman was planning to blow all of his money in gambling, hoping to pick up a few impressed admirers. And House's plan was Cameron. He wanted her. And nothing was going to get in his way.