"Where are we going?" Cameron asked as they turned the corner of 11th and Grand Avenue.

"I've been waiting to take Vampire Jane out on the open road since I got her."

"Vampire Jane? I'm not taking one of your cheap hookers with us."

"I'll have a proper response to that tomorrow. Turn left here, and pull into the back."

Pulling up to the back entrance of the firehouse, Cameron became more intrigued.

"We taking a fire truck to New York? Even you can't possibly be friends with that many cops to steal one of those."

"Just follow me, please." The please came out of grit teeth but Cameron was too inquisitive to notice. Two guys came from the back.

"House! What up man? You here to shoot some stick with us?" A big black man in an NJFD tshirt said extending his hand to House.

"Nope, just came to claim my lady and my princess for the weekend."

"Cool man. We actually washed them both this morning. Who's the lovely lady?" The equally muscular, 6 foot plus white guy asked with a flirtatious smile.

"Hey Danny, have you called Dr. Cuddy lately? I think she's mentioned something about needing your hose."

The guy flushed a deep red and wandered off. A short while later an older man in his early 60's came outside.

"Greg! How you doin my boy?"

"Uncle Charlie, how you doing?"

"Ah you know, the eyes get weaker, the back gets weaker, the bladder gets weaker, but that stuff you gave me helped a lot. Who's your lovely lady?"

"Dr. Allison Cameron is a friend of mine from the hospital. Cameron, this is Uncle Charlie. He's the fire chief here at station 33."

"You're mighty pretty. And if I might add, one of only two other women he's brought here to meet me."

"Did it ever occur to you that I'm trying to get you a date?"

"Yeah? Like Martha Capalbo? Don't do me any favors."

"I thought you'd enjoy a woman with an active sex drive and purple tinted hair. She had it going on. I'd do her but she doesn't date men unless they have silver hair and hot obsessions like fire."

"Son, her idea of an active sex drive was to shred my pants, rip off appendages, and use them to her advantage. And besides all that, no woman makes me ride in the back of my own Harley. That's where I drew the line. So again, don't do me any favors."

"Ok but there's this rad chic down at the DMV. She's a babe. Bit of a pyro, I had to fix her burns twice last year but she digs fire and she has a Honda."

"No thanks. Danny tells me you're headed out for the weekend."

"Yeah packing up the girls for a great party."

"Great! Take Lusha with you. She's been missing you."

Cameron had remained quiet and at House's side during the entire event. But now she was starting to worry about an extra female coming along for the ride. Was she his niece? A girlfriend?

The captain whistled and a moment later, a dog came running full force at House. He picked her up in his arms. Finally, he met Cameron's eyes.

"This is my dog, Lusha. She's half Dalmatian and half blue healer. She needs a lot of attention and room to run around, so I leave her here with the guys."

Cameron was completely relieved and she instantly fell in love with the dog; Much as she'd hate to admit it, just like her owner.

"Stay here. I'll be back in a moment. Unless of course you want to…..nevermind I'll save that till tomorrow too."

"You'll never make it hot shot. Three and a half hours in the car, will break you like you like a hard-boiled egg."

"Obviously, you've never had a bet with me before."

He smiled and walked off; Lusha followed him closely.

The familiar sound of her "Like a Prayer" ringtone, had her smile broken. This time it was Cuddy. She wouldn't answer it. Knowing full well that Cuddy could or would only protect House for so long. How she wished she could get him to open up. Because as dedicated as she was to her job, her loyalty was where her heart was. And her heart was with the man in the red convertible, riding shotgun with his firehouse dog in the back seat.

"So why did you name her Lusha?"

"You really gotta get into General Hospital. Ever hear of Luke and Laura?"

"Hasn't everybody?"

"Laura at one time was held captive by Stavros Cassadine on an island. There was another brother on the island name Stefan. He fell in love with Laura and they conceived a child. Stefan called Laura, Lusha. Luke rescued her and then later, her son Nicholas returned to Port Charles along with Stefan. So she was Laura when she was with Luke and Lusha with Stefan. Since my dog here has both Dalmatian and Healer in her, she gets a double name."

"But since you're devious and dark and mental just like Stefan, you favor his side over Luke's. And might I add that if you grew up that scraggle on your face, you might resemble him more too."

"Thought you didn't watch it?"

"Yeah and I thought you were Price Charming with a broken razor, but hey we're both wrong."

"I hope I don't make you cry tomorrow. I think I'd feel bad, but it's definitely coming."

He made a quick turn onto the onramp and they were off. He turned up his Jimmy Buffett CD and prayed Cameron could drive his car. Before they were ten miles away, he was fast asleep. When she looked down, his bandaged hand covered hers. Her heart was melting away, and she wasn't even in Margaritaville