Heey, I'm back! (at least for a while) Sorry about the delay, hectic life, travelling the world. But still I found time to add another chapter so I hope you'll like it and you'll leave me a review. Thanks.

Also, the disclaimer remains the same - I own pretty much nothing. And Cameron is still OOC. And my English still isn't perfect. I'm kinda thinking of changing the rating when there's time for some smut but...not yet. :)

Enjoy.

CHAPTER 4

You've got a boo-boo, I've got a boo-boo

They drove in silence, House frowning and Cameron grinning widely. Neither of them said a word even though there were thousands thoughts on their mind. It was a warm night and Cameron was enjoying it obviously... well, of course.

When House pulled over in front of his place, she smiled at him happily and got out. House followed watching her closely as she took off her shoes and started jumping around like a kangaroo on a small garden-like place next to the front door. He rolled his eyes: "The Aussie would probably know better how to handle you..." He muttered rather to himself. Cameron tore a small blue flower from a poorly maintained flowerbed and smiling broadly she put it behind her ear.

"Come on in, Cameron..." House growled and limped to the door so she gathered her shoes and went after him. When they stepped in his apartment she threw her shoes away and started going around in circles for no reason.

House sighed. "Take a seat, for the love of God, you stoned Flying Dutchman." She laughed heartily and collapsed onto his sofa.

"Good... now sit, don't move, don't leave, don't destroy anything. I'll make myself some coffee to keep up with you." With that he hobbled into his kitchen. Cameron looked around the apartment... it was kind of cozy and nice, unlike her boss. She would have frowned at that point but it was somehow physically impossible. So she kept smiling.

In a short while House walked back with two cups in one hand handing her one of them.

"Here... water... Drink." He ordered and she took a sip. As he sat down next to her she got up and walked over to his stereo.

"Music..." She said. It was the first word she uttered since they left the parking lot. "I want some." She added. Then she grabbed a couple of CDs from the shelf and examined them, yet with a snort she threw the first two on the floor.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" House yelled and limped to her quickly taking the rest of his treasured CDs away from her. "Leave my stuff alone, you tasteless barbarian."

"I need a fun music... This is tragic, really." She hissed and walked over to his piano.

"Don't even think about touching my piano, Cameron!" He grumbled again but it was too late.

"Don't worry, can't play it..." She laughed and sat down on the keys. The instrument gave out a dreadful mixture of incoherent sounds and House rushed to her and grabbed her waist abruptly staring into her eyes.

"Cameron, sit down on the couch and don't try to piss me off too much." He said a while later and dragged her away from his piano.

"I'm boooored." She moaned and pouted at him.

As they both were sitting House turned to her and rubbed his forehead.

"So... what did you take and why?" He asked and watched her closely.

"Does it matter?" She shrugged and looked away. Then she put her knees to her chest and smiled. "I needed a break."

"From what? Tequila?"

"From you..." She responded and he jerked lightly. "You really pissed me off today and I was angry. I still am."

"Huh... veeeery smart, Cameron. That's exactly how you solve problems."

"Oh, give me a break... you're the drug addict here." She growled and looked up at him. In his eyes she could see something she couldn't recognize. Was it concern? On her behalf?

"And why were you looking for the wombat anyway?" House went on asking. "To make him do you?"

"I guess..." She nodded still looking elsewhere. "I didn't want to be alone."

"Well, I certainly didn't think you were really that stupid to..."

"Yes, you did." She interrupted him and frowned ever so slightly before the corners of her mouth turned into a smile again. "Your eyes are really mesmerizing. I still hate you, though."

"Oh god, Camomile... So you take MDMA, I suppose, you should love everyone and everything, but you still hate me?" He laughed lightly but deep inside he felt a little sad about her remark. There was something about this girl.

"How about we play cards or something?" She asked and got up jumping around again.

"Like strip poker?" House raised his eyebrow.

"Nah... You win twice and I'm naked. I'm not up for it." She replied and House's eyes widened. He took a close look at her and wondered if the tank top and shorts were really the only two things she was wearing. She noticed he was staring at her and laughed. "Weren't expecting that, huh?"

"Nope..." He admitted and smiled imperceptibly. He got up too and found the cards as she paced the apartment helplessly.

"So, how much money have you got?" He asked while shuffling the cards. "I'm keeping you company, you're out of your mind and yet you won't let me take off your clothes...I need some reward."

"I don't have any." She shrugged and continued walking around.

"So what do we play for then?" He frowned while Cameron noticed a box on a shelf and laughed.

"Here! The Smurfs!" She took out the box and grinned winningly with a wink.

"What?!" He yelped. "It's Wilson's favorite game, he must have forgotten it here."

"Whatever. I know this board game... There are plenty of chips with strawberries and blueberries."

"People like you shouldn't be doing drugs." He rolled his eyes.

"No... Look." She walked over to him and sat down. "Let's play truth or dare. Once you win ten strawberry chips you can ask me a question, when you have ten blueberries you can dare me." She put all the chips on the couch and leaned back happily.

House couldn't help but laugh at her idea. "Okay... let's do it."

She won the first round and smiled widely throwing ten strawberry chips in his lap.

"Why did you hire me?"

"Cuddy said I had to hire someone." He shrugged.

"Yeah, but why did you hire me? Why not Kate? She's the smartest and the most ambitious of the whole class." Cameron insisted.

"Simple... You were pretty, she was ugly."

"Those are your requirements?" Cameron narrowed her eyes at him and chuckled.

"Pretty much... Plus deep inside I hoped you'd be stupid and I'd make you quit. If I thought for a second you were this psycho junkie, I'd have hired someone else. There's room for only one such person in the team. Sorry."

"I'm not psycho... I'm ... um, freestyle." Cameron replied and laughed.

He dealt the cards and after awhile she managed to beat him again.

"Dammit..." He uttered and frowned.

"Huh... Yes! There you go! Ten blueberries. Now get up and play some boogie woogie on the piano. I need to hear something fun and dance a little. I feel sick."

"I can't play boogie woogie..." He protested but she jumped up and took his hands dragging him to the piano.

He sighed and nodded making his way to the instrument. She stood near him and waited. His fingers started moving quickly over the keys and Cameron's smile grew. It was perfect. She closed her eyes and started dancing or jumping or just swaying to the rhythm. His gaze shifted from the instrument to her and he watched her carefully. Her slender body was moving in a strange yet sexy way which made him continue playing. That... that was the moment he knew that even though she was kind of nuts, he liked her.

She jumped around some more until her right foot slipped and she fell down. He stopped playing immediately but before he could get up to see if she was okay she burst into laughter.

"Brilliant..." She said and got up again. "Thanks."

House rolled his eyes and limped over to the couch. "Let's play some more. I really need to win this round."

It was tough but he managed to win and holding ten blueberry chips he looked at her wickedly. "Dare, Camomile..."

"Okay..." She leaned back, put her feet on the coffee table and waited.

"I dare you to go across the hall, wake my neighbors up and asked them something completely stupid." He said in one breath and waited for her reaction.

Her eyes widened a little but then she shrugged and got up. "I don't live here, they'll hate you not me."

"No future tense needed, Cammy." He grinned and got up as well.

Cameron left the apartment and House stood behind the door listening carefully. She cleared her throat and knocked the neighbor's door waiting. When nothing happened, she started pounding on the door until it swung open and a big fat man appeared.

"What do you want?!" He asked angrily and Cameron flashed him a cute smile.

"Hi there, I was just wondering if you had some olives I could borrow." She said in something that sounded like Jamaican accent. "You see, I'm making my boyfriend a midnight snack and he's got this OCD issue going on and if there isn't an even number of both black and green olives on the pizza, he might tear the remains of his hair from his head. He's half bald now and I'm worried, you know."

The guy stared at her in disbelief. "Are you crazy? It's 2:30 in the morning!"

Cameron smiled widely but didn't reply and House nearly peed his pants laughing.

"You're with that weird cripple, aren't you?" The man snarled and before slamming the door shut he only added: "Fuck you."

"You wish..." Cameron laughed and headed back to House's apartment.

"That was priceless..." House laughed. "You're a freeeaaaak..."

Cameron walked over to the couch and sat down. "Come on, I know a great dare. I just need to win."

But she didn't. House won again and had his necessary amount of blueberries.

He grinned at her and she took a deep breath. "Okay, go ahead..."

"I dare you to do something you would never ever do if you weren't high now." He said and narrowed his eyes at her.

"What does that mean? Smashing your expensive TV with a baseball bat?" She asked freaking him out.

"Nooo..."

"Okay, let me think..." She said and looked around. Then all of sudden she pushed all the cards and chips away from the couch and straddled him. She smiled wickedly at him and gently pressed her lips against his. She kissed him lightly but he didn't respond at all. She pulled back and raised her eyebrows.

"Didn't expect that, did you?" She smiled and winked.

"Don't do it..." He said after a moment of silence. "You're high."

"You don't say..." She laughed. "You dared me to do something I wouldn't do sober. So I did it. Sorry, but now you have to play along." She started kissing him again as she ran her fingers along his jaw. Then she licked his upper lip and when he opened his mouth slightly, she pressed her tongue against his making him moan. She smiled again but didn't stop. He tasted like the coffee he was drinking and at the very moment she somehow found him the sexiest man on the planet. She ran her fingers through his hair and he finally let go and grabbed her hips gently pushing her against him. She moaned happily and the kiss became more passionate and much more urgent.

They were still kissing when House ran his hands up her sides until he felt something strange on the right side of her back. He pulled back gasping for air and giving her a confused look. She knew what he had on mind.

"You've got a boo-boo, I've got a boo-boo." She shrugged. "We can kiss them better some other time, huh?"

"What happened to you?" He asked.

"Doesn't matter." She frowned a little.

"I wanna know." He insisted.

"Then you need some strawberries, pumpkin." She replied mockingly and took a deep breath. Suddenly she felt exhausted. House watched her closely knowing her trip was almost over and sighed with relief.

"You should get some sleep." He said. She shook her head and kissed him again. He knew it was stupid to let her do it, let alone kiss her back but he couldn't help it. She was too... beautiful... and intriguing. They were kissing gently tasting each other until he felt her body go limp and he knew she was really drifting off to sleep.

"Get up, Camomile, you're going to bed now." He ordered and she nodded silently. She could barely stand so she followed him to the bedroom where she climbed into the bed and yawned. He smiled and turned to leave but she caught his hand making him look at her again.

"Stay with me, please." She begged with puppy eyes.

"It's not a good idea..."

"Please... with the olives on top."

He smiled gently. "O..kay.." He mumbled and limped over to the other side of the bed. Then he took off his jeans and lay down next to her. She turned to him and smiled drowsily.

"Thank you, House..." She said and kissed the corner of his mouth. "It was fun." With that she closed her eyes and fell asleep immediately.

House sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "It was..." Then he, despite himself, kissed her forehead, put his arm on her hip and drew lazy patterns on her boo-boo with his fingers until he fell asleep as well.

TBC

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