"Thanks for tonight," Thirteen said outside of Cameron's apartment, "I had fun."
"Me too," Cameron smiled and rested her hands on Thirteen's hips, "Um, Do you wanna do something this weekend?"
"Sure," Thirteen nodded, "What do you want to do?"
"Asking you out what as far as I got," Cameron smirked.
Thirteen chuckled, "How about we go down to the shore Saturday?"
"Okay," Cameron kissed Thirteen, who leaned into the kiss.
When Thirteen pulled away she smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow."
Cameron was hesitant to let go of Thirteen, "Mmm okay."
Thirteen kissed Cameron again, "Bye."
"Bye," Cameron nodded.
Thirteen watched Cameron walk into her building before driving home.
The next morning, Thirteen walked into the hospital right on time with a cup of coffee in hand. She said hi to the front desk receptionist like she always did and took the elevator to the diagnostic floor. As soon as she stepped off of the elevator she saw a very angry looking Chase staring her down by the doctor's lounge. Thirteen looked confused and b-lined for the door to the diagnostics office.
Unfortunately for Thirteen, Chase got there first. "What are you doing?"
Thirteen was bewildered but managed to answer, "Going to work."
"What are you doing with Cameron?" Chase asked, his voice slightly elevated.
Thirteen looked around and saw a few spectators, "This isn't the time or the place."
Chase opened his mouth, but apparently thought better of it. He let out a long breath then added, "I give it two week before her little experiment is over." With that Chase walked off.
Thirteen paused before opening the door to the team office. She was greeted by, "That looked fun."
Thirteen turned to see House getting coffee. "Highlight of my day."
"What did you do to piss Chase off?" House asked.
Thirteen shrugged and took a seat, "Do we have any patients yet?"
"You're avoiding my question which means you do know the answer," House told her.
"I'm avoiding your question because I don't want to talk about it," Thirteen answered.
"The only common denominator between you and Chase is…" House paused in thought then his eyes lit up and a wicked grinned appeared on his face, "Dr. Cameron."
"No," came a voice that wasn't Thirteen's. Thirteen and House both looked up to see Cuddy standing in the doorway. "Whatever vindictive plan you have against Cameron forget about it. You're a practical joke away from a restraining order."
"She wouldn't take out a restraining order out again me," House countered.
"But I would file it for her," Cuddy stated and handed House a folder.
"Thirteen's sleeping with Cameron," House blurted out.
Thirteen was initially shocked, but recovered before Cuddy looked at her. She looked at House and countered with, "I'm not sleeping with anyone. I'm sitting and I should be working."
Cuddy just looked at House and rolled her eyes, showing her disbelief for his accusation. She walked out with a clicking of heels and a whirl of brown hair.
A few seconds later, Kutner and Taub walked in. Taub looked exhausted and he was sweating while Kutner looked fine. "Sorry we're late. A mental patient stuck pulled the emergency stop in the elevator."
"There's another elevator," House stated looking over the file Cuddy gave him.
"And there's a line almost to the front door to use it," Kutner got himself some coffee, "We took the stairs."
House tossed the file onto the desk and Thirteen picked it up. She looked over the chart before passing it to Taub.
"High T-cells count means autoimmune," Thirteen stated.
"See? Pretty girls are smart," House stated, "But only when she answers are blatantly obvious."
Thirteen rolled her eyes. It was going to be a long day.
Around lunch Thirteen got a text message from Cameron asking if she wanted to come over and hang out after work. Thirteen text back that she'd love to and got a reply just to come over when she got off.
And that's exactly what Thirteen did. The second her shift was over she was out of there. There was nothing more for her to do anyway. They were waiting for lab results and cultures to grow.
She walked right up to the address Cameron gave her and knocked. "It's open!" Cameron called.
Thirteen opened the door and stepped in. She shed her jacket and closed the door behind her. Cameron's new apartment was huge. It had hardwood floors and a massive fireplace. It was comfortably furnished, but there were still a few boxes that weren't unpacked and a heap of clothes took up half of the couch.
Cameron trotted out of the hallway a few seconds later, "Hey."
Thirteen smiled, "Hey."
Cameron walked over and kissed Thirteen. Then she looked over the room. "Sorry for the mess. I'm still unpacking."
"It's fine," Thirteen told her.
Cameron took Thirteen's hand, "C'mon, I'll give you the grand tour."
Thirteen just grinned and eagerly followed the giddy blonde.
"I think that's it," Cameron said and sit on her bed.
Thirteen was still looking around when something caught her eye in the closet. She stepped in and saw a beautiful wedding gown. She ran her hand across the sooth material.
"You can take it out if you want to look at it," Cameron offered from her bed.
"It's beautiful," Thirteen took it down and walked into the bedroom with it. She laid it on the bed and stood next to Cameron.
"Yeah and it's twelve hundred dollars I'll never wear," Cameron looked over the dress.
Thirteen looked up at Cameron and just studied her for a moment. "Do you want to wear it?"
"Well yeah," Cameron nodded, "I just don't have a reason to."
A sly grin grew on Thirteen's face.
Cameron raised an eyebrow, "What's that look for?"
Thirteen slowly backed up to the door. "Put the gown on and get all gorgeous. I need you to stay in here until I tell you to come out. It'll be like an hour."
Cameron looked confused, "What are you doing?"
"Just trust me," Thirteen smiled and paused at the doorway, "And I'll know if you've been out of your room."
"Yes ma'am," Cameron finally smiled.
Thirteen closed the door on her way out. Cameron wracked her brain for what Thirteen could be up to. She just shrugged and went to the bathroom off of her room to start getting ready as instructed.
When she got out of the shower and went to get some clothes to wear while she was doing her hair, she thought she heard furniture moving around in the living room.
Cameron finally had her hair done and her make up on perfectly. She decided it was time to put on the dress. She carefully slid it on and was surprisingly able to zip it up herself. She finished off the dress with the shoes she picked out with it. While she was checking herself out in the mirror, there was a knock on the door followed by Thirteen's voice, "Come out when you're ready."
Cameron was eager to find out what was going on so she walked as quickly as she could in the heels she had on to the door and opened it. She walked down the hallway and turned the corner. When she saw the scene in front of her a huge smile crossed her face.
Her couch and armchair had been pushed back against the wall. Her coffee table had been covered in a white paper table cloth and four cupcakes sat in the middle, on top was a troll holding hands with a mini plastic fairy doll.
In front of the fireplace there were white streamers draped down from the mantel, covering the fireplace in a sort of crepe paper tent. Thirteen stood in front of the fireplace with some sort of book in her hand and next to her was an inflatable doll with a fedora on, leaning on a chair. Between the coffee table and the fireplace were the dining room chairs and the kitchen stools divided in two to make an isle down the middle. Stuffed animals were placed in the seats facing the makeshift alter behind Thirteen. She could hear music floating in from somewhere and noticed a bottle of champagne peeking over the kitchen counter.
Cameron beamed and started walking down the isle.
"Wait," Thirteen called. She walked over to the kitchen and returned with a rose. She handed it to Cameron then took her place residing over the ceremony.
Cameron finished her short trip down the isle. She stopped next to the blow up doll and beamed.
"Um," Thirteen opened the book in her hands, which was titled 'Advanced Immunology'. "I have to warn you before I start. I'm not certified to do anything, but practice medicine and I'm sure that it's illegal to marry blow up dolls in New Jersey."
Cameron chuckled and nodded, "I understand."
Thirteen pretended to read from the book, "We are gathered here to day to join Dr. Allison Cameron and Inflatable John in some sort of matrimony. Uh…do you Dr. Cameron promise to deflate Inflatable John and store him in the back of your closet after this ceremony is over?"
"I do," Cameron said through a fit of giggles.
"And do you Inflatable John promise to do whatever Dr. Cameron asks of you in a silent and somewhat dignified way? We'll take your silence as a yes," Thirteen paused and briefly looked at the inflatable man. She nodded, "Okay. If anyone objects, speak now or forever hold your stuffing." She looked out over the crowd of stuffed animals while Cameron fought to remain standing as her laughing got harder.
"I now pronounce you plastic and wife," Thirteen smiled, "You may kiss the doll."
Cameron removed the doll's fedora and kissed the top of his head. Then she put the fedora on Thirteen's head and pulled her into a long meaningful kiss.
Thirteen grinned as they kiss ended.
"Thank you," Cameron smiled, "This is so sweet."
"You haven't even seen the reception yet," Thirteen waggled her eyebrows and pulled Cameron over to the coffee table. "There's your cake," she pointed to the cupcakes. Then she went to the kitchen and Cameron heard a pop. Thirteen returned with champagne in plastic champagne flutes. She handed one to Cameron.
"You look amazing," Thirteen softly hit her glass against Cameron's.
Cameron chuckled, "Thank you again. This is really really sweet in a weird sort of way."
Thirteen laughed, "Why thank you." She leaned in closer, "But just between you and me, I think your new husband has been hitting on me."
"Well I'll just have to one up him huh?" Cameron asked. She took a long sip of her champagne then set down the empty flute. She held out her hand for Thirteen, "Dance with me?"
Thirteen smiled and took Cameron's hand, "I thought you'd never ask."
Thirteen moved the dining chairs out from the middle of the living room leaving them a huge space in the middle. She met Cameron in the middle for a brief kiss before Cameron put her hands on Thirteen's hips.
Thirteen took Cameron's hands and put them on her shoulders, "I'm wearing the pants and more importantly, the hat," Thirteen pointed to her fedora, "I get to lead." She rested one hand on Cameron's waist while taking one of Cameron's hands in the other.
Cameron took the hat off of Thirteen and placed it on her own head. "What now?"
Thirteen chuckled, "I'm still wearing the pants."
Cameron moved her hand from Thirteen's shoulder to the back of her neck and pulled her as close as possible. They swayed in the middle of the living room for what seemed like hours as the sun set outside and the music wafted through the room.