Disclaimer: No i don't own House, but I do own this storyline
Yes, this chapter will finally give the answer and I hope you all like it
Constructive criticism is welcome. Enjoy
"My answer is ..."
House's POV
"... Yes, I will marry you Greg."
He felt the surge of happiness through his body and felt more joy in that one moment than he had in his entire lifetime. She really wanted him, beautiful, accomplished, young, Alison Cameron wanted him, not Chase or some young handsome doctor, him. His whole mouth became a grin and he saw a matching smile on Ally's soft features.
He opened the blue velvet box he'd been hiding in his jacket pocket and presented it to her and saw her green eyes sparkle with tears. She spoke softly, her voice muffled a little by the tears, "it's gorgeous Greg." He looked at the ring he'd picked up the day before, silver with a diamond embedded in the middle, quite traditional but with an enscription underneath which was both touching and amusing at the same time, 'For the Angel who is better than Vicodin'. She laughed at that and leant over the table to kiss him. "I love it, the enscription reminds me of you," she said, still smiling.
He spoke again after a few seconds, "you can wear it to work if you want, it'll cause some talk when the idiots at the hospital notice it and you can keep them guessing a little while about the identity of your fiance, should be amusing and don't worry, I'll play my intruding, nosy, misanthropic ex-boss part to perfection. We'll let them know the truth in due time, but we'll let the squirm for a while too."
Cameron's POV
She had to smile at his suggestion and after a few seconds she answered him, "sure, I'll play along with your joke on the Hospital but I have to get something in return." He looked suspiciously at her, "what's that then," he asked. She giggled, "don't worry it's nothing too terrible. But a week on Saturday my family is having a get together and I want them to meet you." She registered the worry on his face and felt the need to reassure him, "they're all very nice and I've told them all about you. None of them mind, about the age gap or you being my boss before. They're just happy that I've finally found someone. They were worried after my first husband died and when I got so depressed. Plus, when we get there I have something important to tell you about me." Greg seemed to relax at her comforting words and after a minute of thought he asked her, "what about my leg?" She smiled slightly at him, "none of them mind, they see past it and they know I love you." House grinned, "well good because I don't plan on leaving your life any time soon."
She leant over the table and gave him another kiss. "But what about this imprtant thing you need to tell me, I wanna know now." She knew his inquisitive nature would cause this question to come up soon but he couldn't know yet, "sorry Greg, but you have to see for me to tell you so you're gonna have to wait. Don't worry, it's less than two weeks," she assured him as they collected their coats and left the restaurant.
He began tickling her and she squealed before he spoke in a playfully ominous voice, "maybe I'll torture it out of you." Well he could try but it wouldn't work, she knew that. "Well, how about some dessert, I'm thinking chocolate covered Ally," he spoke with a cheeky grin and she laughed as he dragged her over to the Porsche. It was going to be an energetic night.
House's POV
It was about 3am and they were laying in his appartment together. He loved to watch her sleep and he traced circles on her bare stomach while admiring her pale face with dark hair splayed about. They'd spent a number of hours 'celebrating' their engagement and he couldn't believe how lucky he was. Today was the day that the board would decide who would replace Foreman and if they were lucky it would be Ally. He reached over to his bedside table and grasped his oragne vicodin bottle, then popped two pills in his mouth and dry swallowed, breathing a sigh of relief as the pain in his leg ebbed. He thought about his decreased vicodin use since he'd been with Ally, she really was healthy for him. As the vicodin kicked in he drifted off to sleep, his thoughts full of Ally and their future.
Cameron's POV
She woke up in Greg's bed to the early morning light and felt his arm circling her waist. A small smile and a blush crept over her face as she remembered last night's 'activities'. Glancing at the clock she saw it was 7 o clock and she wanted to be at the hospital at 8 to see the board about her potential job with House. Sighing, she got out of bed and had a quick shower before going to see what was in Greg's kitchen. As she'd suspected there wasn't much there so she decided that she'd grab a bagel and coffee on the way to work. She had to go home to change so she went into House's bedroom and dropped a kiss on his cheek after leaving a short note for him. Then she set out for work, hoping that the interview with the board that day would go well.
House's POV
He finally woke up at 9 o clock, pretty early for him and looking to his right he found an empty space with a note on the pillow. Ahh Ally, the early bird riser. He grabbed the not and saw a few lines in Ally's girly script;
Hey Greg,
Gotta go to work, what with the board meeting about my job with you, so I'll
see you sometime at work. You really need to restock your fridge. Love you,
Ally xx
He smiled at her worry about his fridge contents and decided to stock up some time to see if she would make him breakfast. A quick shower and some vicodin later he was on his motorbike on the way to work, clocking in at 10, pretty good for him and just in time to see what the outcome of Ally's meeting was.
Well that was a pretty long chapter for me, over 1200 words. I obviously had to have Cameron say yes to House. It just seems to me that House is the sort of guy who wouldn't ask again if he was refused once, at least with marriage proposals so yes it is. The family will probably come in a few chapters at the get together.
