The apartment was once again quiet and House was once again sitting on the couch, his head resting on the curve of his cane. He was still contemplating everything in his mind, nothing slowing down from his little chat earlier. If anybody had told him any year prior that he, Greg House, would be brooding over his feelings for someone his first instinct would be to say they had a psychological problem. That was the situation now, sitting in his living room mulling over ever conversation him and Allison Cameron ever had.
True many of their "moments" could hardly be called that and the best way to describe them would be to call them complicated, or more to House's nature "interesting." There was never really a relationship between them but at times were sparks of something possibly more. In his thoughts, staring at his reflection in the window, House even admitted to himself it was probably more his fault then hers.
Finally breaking out of his trance, "Now is not the time to dwell on her I have to weed out new team tomorrow." As this thought passed his mind he mind shot back at him Allison Cameron would once again not be part of that team.
House gave an annoyed gruff sound, twirling his cane underneath his chin. He was however glad Wilson decided to call it early and leave him to his thoughts and not take advantage of this rare opportunity where his feelings were more exposed. With that thought House's mind once again made a rotation back to Cameron… or Allison as he was trying to get his brain to remember.
tap…tap…tap, the sound was soft but just enough to break his concentration. House turned his head to see the clock on the wall said it was 20 minutes to midnight. For a moment House thought it was his restless mind playing tricks when he picked up sounds of a fidgeting feet. He didn't know how he was to pick up the sound but he could tell by the rhythm that they were nervous, maybe even anxious.
Hoisting himself by his cane off the couch he walk towards the door, still skeptical his mind wasn't playing with him. Still because of a force unknown to him he decided to unlock and open the door rather then look through the peephole.
He expected to find nothing but a dark apartment building hallway but instead found Cameron standing on the other side. They each stared in silence not knowing what to say in the odd situation they found themselves in. House noticed how unsure and nervous of herself she looked yet still giving what he could make out, a determined gaze.
"Hey," Cameron said timidly to House who had the door open halfway his body blocking the opening.
"Hey," House said in a low unsure tone before gaining some his senses, "What are you doing here?" House inwardly slapped himself at how idiotic that probably sounded but he was caught off guard by the situation.
Cameron gave a tentative smile at how awkward this must be for him… for her, "Can I come in?"
House processed the request for a moment before moving aside and opening up the door, "Come on."
Cameron came in and closed the door behind her and faced House who was leaning on his cane staring at her. Apparently the awkwardness was just the same just on the other side of the door this time. This time silence was brief as Cameron hit House on his non-cane wielding hand.
"What is that for?" House said amused at Cameron's action. It wasn't a hard enough hit to inflict pain but enough to express frustration.
Cameron narrowed her eyes, "I called your hotel and they told me you checked out."
"Yeah," House said in short answer to playfully mock her upset tone.
"Why?" Cameron demanded.
House studied her and more times than not he would usually answer a question like that with a sarcastic answer but if he really wanted this to go well he would have to be more straightforward. "Everything that needed to be said was said," House said his eyes still on hers.
"So the only reason you came to Hawaii was for me and since you didn't get the answers you wanted so you left… You never give up that easily or take no for an answer so why this time," Cameron asked her tone becoming softer.
House rubbed his head before answering, "Thought I would respect your decision… respect you for once. Only way for me to do that was to leave before I did the opposite."
Cameron was surprised at how honest he seemed to be answering her, "You could have called."
"I left a note," House confessed after a moment.
"I got it," Cameron said slowly trying to calm down.
"Why are you here Allison?" House asked using her first name trying to show he at least listened to what she said to him.
"I need to know," Cameron began hesitantly, "What you said… the note… the flying across the country to see me, what does it mean?"
House studied her for a moment knowing what he wanted to say and hoped what she wanted hear. This whole scene different and unlike him and part of him loved that about this. "It means I've changed," House said what he felt was honest but also cryptic so he didn't sound like a complete sap.
Part of Cameron wanted to scream, here she was once again coming back to him and she has to fight past his protective barrier. However she also knew that this was also House's version of honesty you just have to look for the meaning in it. "I thought people don't change," Cameron said allowing a smile.
"They usually don't," House began, "unless they get a whole lot of therapy."
"What does that change mean?" Cameron asked taking a chance.
Once again House studied her the biggest part of his mind telling to deflect but the empty part of his soul told him to finally reach out, "It means I don't want to be miserable."
"And what does that mean, take the job working with you?" Cameron asked again softly.
"Is that why you're here?" House asked.
"That depends but I need to know what am I coming back for. Is it only for a job or did the conversation we had mean something more," Cameron said remaining strong.
Without much thought House walked forward closing the gap between him and Cameron, "I told you I needed you in my life."
Cameron's voice grew soft, "What does that mean?"
"It means I love you Allison," House said and without wait for an answer pressed her against the door and put his lips to hers. He leant forward into her hoping what he couldn't express verbally would be translated through that kiss.
After what seemed longer than what time had really passed House moved his lips away from her trying to gauge her reaction.
After he moved away Cameron looked up into his eyes breathless almost in shock at what just transpired. She didn't expect House to act that way but part of her always hoped he would. Everything about the kiss seemed honest and she thought maybe he could be too.
"I love you too Greg," she finally said and pulled him back into her.
A/N: My computer is back and once again writing in a decent word application. So this chapter is meant to be climatic whether it came out that way I will let you be the judge. I am not too thrilled at how it came out but I kept rewriting it and this is the winning result. So I think two more chapters and it will be a good place to leave off. This story can't just end in a kiss that is just too sappy and not like House at all. Expect a chapter of House Cameron discussion about the aftermath of the kiss and then expect the last chapter be humorous romance.
Also if you like my fic I just posted another one set in season one. To go along with season one it will not be heavy House Cameron but more like romantic tension friendship… and maybe a kiss but I promise nothing. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter and constructive criticism always welcomed.