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Chapter Two

Who do you think you are?

Runnin' 'round leaving scars

Collecting your jar of hearts

And tearing love apart

You're gonna catch a cold

From the ice inside your soul

So don't come back for me

Who do you think you are?

House went to Wilson's office after dealing with his patient, and let himself in.

"Busy, House," Wilson muttered as he made notes in a chart.

"Cameron's back."

Wilson stopped writing and looked up. "You saw her?"

"Yeah. She's working in the ER. My question is why you didn't say something when I told you I thought I saw her the other day? You made me feel like I was crazy. What's up with that?"

"She didn't want a big fanfare about her return and she wanted to get comfortable with the job first without you coming down there to bother her every day."

House couldn't deny the hurt he felt by that comment, but shrugged it off. If that's the way she wanted it, he'd leave her alone. He went back to his office, put on a jazz album, sat back in his chair and closed his eyes as he waited for his team to return.

It was the third delivery of flowers that made Cameron decide she had enough. When she had a break, she called Chase, knowing he'd be at work.

"What are you doing?" she demanded. "Did you think sending me flowers was going to make me change my mind and come back to Phoenix?"

There was a pause, but then he spoke. "I know you like flowers. Besides, it's Tuesday and I miss you."

"That's all well and good but it's not going to make me come back. My life is here, Chase."

"And so is House."

"What does House have to do with anything?" she asked in exasperation.

"Just admit it. He's why you went back. You've loved him forever. Did you ever love me, Allison?"

"Of course I did, but…"

"Not like you love House. Yeah, I get it. What the hell is it about him? He's a jerk and he doesn't care about you. He's been chasing Cuddy since she's been trying to get knocked up…"

"Remember when Vogler was here? You talk about me kissing House's ass? Please."

Chase sighed. "Did you call me just to argue?"

"No, I called to ask you to stop sending the flowers. We're not getting back together, no matter how much you might hope so. Good-bye, Chase." She ended the call and slammed her phone down on the desk, rubbing her temples.

"Nice flowers," House said as he stood behind her. "Chase must really miss you."

"Who says they're from Chase?" she said as she took the bouquet and handed it off to a nurse who would place them in a patient's room. He cocked his head to one side. "Well if they were from anyone else you would keep them. Besides, it's Tuesday and he likes you." He opened his eyes wide and gave her an exaggerated love sick look.

She laughed and shook her head. "Your perception is too much."

"How long do you think it'll be before he takes Cuddy up on her offer to come back here?"

"He won't come back. He likes the Mayo Clinic too much to leave. They gave him everything he wanted."

House came around the nurse's desk and sat down in the other chair. He carefully put his feet up on the desk and folded his hands over his stomach. Cameron sighed and leaned back in her chair. She knew when he sat down that way she was in for a long, aggravating conversation with him. No matter what she said or did, he would have his say even if he had to shout across the ER.

"And did Cuddy give you everything you wanted?" he asked with a salacious leer. "You can tell me. I know how to keep a secret. What did she offer you?"

Cameron laughed. "You'd like it if I was having some down and dirty affair with her, wouldn't you?"

"I told you before and I'll tell you again. You aren't gay, you're adventurous," he grinned. "Now, how adventurous were you and Cuddy?"

Cameron rolled her chair close to his and leaned forward until her lips brushed against his ear. He shivered slightly at the touch and she suppressed a smile of triumph.

"Well," she breathed against his skin. "We met in her office…"

House swallowed and his mouth opened slightly. She knew she had him and it sent a slight tremor through her.

"And discussed ways to make the ER run more efficiently. One day, she was wearing…"

Cuddy approached the desk and they jerked apart. She looked at them and then leaned on the desk. The neckline of her sweater dipped down giving them a good view of her cleavage and pink lace bra. Cameron sighed and stood up, picking up her phone and sliding it into her pocket.

"I have the reports you need," she told Cuddy as she folded her arms. "I thought we were meeting in your office at two."

"We are," Cuddy replied. "I actually came to find House. He's ducking clinic duty. Again."

"Moooommmm," House whined as he stared down her sweater.

Cameron walked away. Cuddy was always hovering around House and it was getting old very quickly. Maybe Chase was right. She just needed a second opinion. She knew just the person to ask.

Once she could take a break, she headed up to Wilson's office. Thankfully, he was sitting at his desk eating his lunch while he wrote something in a file. She knocked on the open door and he smiled when he looked up and saw her.

"Hi, got a minute?" she asked.

"Sure, come on in."

When she closed the door, he grinned. "What's up?"

Cameron decided to cut right to the chase. "Are House and Cuddy seeing each other?"

Wilson blinked and his jaw dropped open in surprise. "Well, that's random."

"Not really. I know they have a history, but lately I've noticed things and House will never say, so I thought I'd skip asking him and ask you, since you know him better than anyone. We can talk in confidence, right? Because if you're going to go tell House I was here, I'll just leave now," she said and started to rise.

Wilson held his hand up and stopped her. "Wait, sit down. I'm not going to tell House anything. And as far as I know, he and Cuddy aren't seeing each other. I realize they've amped up the banter and verbal foreplay lately, but that's as far as it goes. Cuddy has been trying to conceive for awhile now, and House was helping her, but not in the way you think. There's nothing between them. I think she hired you back because you're one of the few people who can keep him in line."

"But I'm not on his team anymore so I don't see how that really matters. And why didn't you tell House when I came back?"

Wilson sighed. "Cuddy asked me not to. He needed a team and Cuddy felt your return would be too big a distraction for him at the time."

"And she didn't want him to hire me, right?" she sighed.

"I don't know about that. I do know that she needed someone competent to run the ER and you were the only one she wanted. So when you accepted her offer, she was thrilled. She would've given you anything you wanted."

"Except a spot on House's team."

"Well, that's up to House. Why are you asking me all this? Are you...looking to get back on House's team?" he asked looking directly into her eyes.

Cameron looked away and shook her head. She wasn't going to give him any more information. "No, I love the ER. Having House's fellowship on my resume has been great but I've been there done that. He taught me a lot and I'll be forever grateful, but I'm done working for him. I've moved on."

"And Chase is…"

"Not coming back. We're done."

"Sorry to hear that."

Cameron shrugged. "I left to get House out of my system but I missed everyone else, too. I heard Foreman might be coming back."

"Yeah that's what I heard too."

"Well, thanks for your time."

She left his office, unaware that House watched her through the window of the Diagnostics conference room window.

Song lyrics: Jar of Hearts - Christina Perri