It was about six when House took a seat at the restaurant just outside his hotel. Even though he saw the world in its harshest view he had to admit, at least to himself, that if there was a paradise in the world this came pretty close. The restaurant and hotel was situated at an elevated portion of the island giving it a breathtaking view of the ocean.

House was lost in thought noting the sound patterns in the waves splashing against the sandy beaches to below. His concentration was finally broken when a familiar voice broke through, "You weren't kidding about the expense account were you?"

Cameron gave him weak smile while taking a seat opposite of her old boss.

House studied Cameron's appearance, a black skirt that hugged her body and black and a black blazer jacket. To anyone without House's keen eyes she would nothing more than a businesswoman but they wouldn't notice the small hint of red fabric indicating she was wearing a red tank top underneath. House also knew that Cameron was using the jacket as barrier, signaling that she wanted to put up the front that she was merely here just to be done with him but House knew better.

"Didn't think you'd show," House questioned as she waited for the answer to her question.

Without pause she answered, "Knew if I didn't come you would barge into office tomorrow." Cameron also noted that House was deflecting yet again.

House grinned at the response, "I knew you were smart. Although I am still surprised…"

Cameron waited for him to continue but knew why he didn't, "Why?"

House was about to answer when the waiter came and put two glasses down and bottle of wine and handed him and Cameron menus. After the waiter was gone answered, "I think the last time I saw you, you referred to me as the epitome of evil."

Cameron took a drink of the wine and noted the taste, which backed up House's claim of not paying for anything, "Something like that but that just begs the questions even more why you're here."

"That message was clear… but the kiss on the cheek sent mixed message," House explained and saw Cameron look confused as to how her message wasn't clear that day.

Cameron's confusion over the statement continued as the waiter came and got their orders. Cameron just wanted an entrée but House order them appetizers and Cameron knew it was a tactic to prolong the dinner.

House took a sip of his drink and looked at her, "It is like what your wearing."

"What I'm wearing?" Cameron repeated finding herself amused to where this was going.

House kept his eyes fixated on her, "Your wearing black because you don't want to look lie your on vacation but something else, like business."

Cameron gave him a small nod to signal him to continue, "While jacket continues your message the skirt gives you away, it is a darker than the jacket. That either means that you messed up hen washing it, which is unlikely because you being a doctor most likely have your suits dry-cleaned, or the skirt and the jacket never belonged together in the first place. You only wore the jacket to cover the friendlier tank-top your wearing underneath it."

At the observation Cameron's eyes wondered to the ocean and she felt her cheeks turn a different color.

House smile to himself knowing he wasn't far off, "Eventually you were going to take the jacket of because nobody in their right mind where such a heavy jacket as hot as it is right now but you wanted to make everyone know you weren't here for relaxation. Everything I just said is trumped by your hair which gave you away from the beginning."

"My hair," Cameron said and thought she knew where this was going.

"You're wearing your hair down without anything to hold it in its place. If you wanted to convey a cold message you would have put your hair up. Like that day in the hospital you may say one thing but everything else about you says the opposite," House finished explaining his observation.

Cameron looked at him incredulously knowing he had her figuring her out and stood up.

House thought she was going to leave but instead she removed her jacket and hung it on the chair revealing a red tank-top

"You're a jackass," she said more amused than angry and sat back down. "You on the other hand dress the same no matter what the circumstance," Cameron said taking in his jeans, sneakers, and one of his worn band t-shirts.

"Why change what works?" he stated simply.

Cameron done with games, "Fine you win, now are you going to tell me why you're here, bothering me thousands of miles from New Jersey? Don't say vacation because I know better by now."

House didn't speak up and Cameron sighed, "Obviously you knew where to find me so I guess the first question is how could you know. I told no one but my family when I left Chicago." Cameron knew House would take the bait because it would allow him to flaunt his brilliant deduction skills, he may be House but that didn't mean he couldn't be manipulated.

House smiled knowing what she was doing but complied anyway, "I knew you would take a job in Chicago, probably the first one available so you could get your mind off things. Also knew that in Chicago every hospital needs ER doctors and you being you like helping people even if their cases are utterly boring."

Cameron tried to give her the best annoyed look she could muster, "There are literally dozens of hospitals in Chicago you couldn't have known which one I went to work at."

"No I couldn't," House admitted simply.

"So? Cameron prodded him to continue.

"Craigslist," House said as if that explained it all. House saw the confused look on her face and continued, "Lot of idiots on there looking for work. So you tell one of them you'll pay them fifty bucks to go into an ER for a couple of hours overly complaining about an injury or something and look for a female doctor who actually gave crap about what she was doing. Took about two weeks until somebody actually spotted you."

Cameron would have been surprised but this was House. She was however impressed, but didn't let it show, at the ingenuity of the plan. "That doesn't explain how you knew I left or how I ended up here."

House looked at her somewhat shocked she wasn't upset at his questionable tactics, "Right, that took more thinking." House took a bite of his food before answering. "Well once I found where your working I paid a different person every week to go in and see you in the ER, that way you would never get suspicious. Worked out well for two months until one of my informants told they heard that it was your last week there."

Cameron was shocked to think that every week she had been in that hospital one of her patients was a mole of House's, "Ignoring the fact that what you did was completely invasive there is still no way you could've tracked me here to Hawaii."

House smiled smugly more than ever, "You stayed two months in Chicago, enough time to convince you parents your doing fine and just enough time to make it look reasonable to leave. You thought leaving New Jersey would be enough but I am guessing the similar weather made images of the past keep haunting you. So I knew if you were going to look for a job there would be two criteria one being the farther from Princeton the better and second the more different the surroundings the better… and then looking at one those doctor wanted websites, great for those who want to get away fast, showed me the job at the pathetic excuse for a hospital you work at now."

Cameron now stunned more than ever tried to keep her cool, "I doubt Craigslist Hawaii had enough people for you to confirm."

"Didn't need to knew you were here," House said looking straight at Cameron.

She sat their still taking in everything she heard and it hit her, "You told me how you knew I was here but you still haven't told me why. A phone call would of allowed you to rub it in my face that I can't escape you but why come here?"

A/N: May be an abrupt place to leave but I like to break up chapters.