It Lasts Forever (House MD)

[Seyary_Minamoto]

Oh god...why does this fic always has a problem on the end of each update, mom? So sad... well, at least they were happy!

[xx Leila xx]

why? because i'm evil, that's why!
no, actually, i'm evil and without these problems i'd have no plot

[White Night Fantasy]

i want them to stay happy

[Seyary_Minamoto]

I agree with my sis! And now I think of it...not only this story...but Avril & Deryck too. Without problems there's no plot, thats true...but every update has a problem!!! I'll cry!!!

[xx Leila xx]

two updates!
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Chapter 9: Girl Power
Chase’s POV
I felt Cameron lean into me lovingly as she whispered, “I am happy.” She was talking more to me than to Foreman, I could tell.
I was about to whisper something back when House limped in. He had an annoyingly smug look on his face, but it changed to amused when he saw Cameron resting in my arms. She snapped away from me, muttering under her breath, “God damn it, I knew it.”
“Hey, Foreman, guess what? Two of our very own are having sex!” said House with a smug grin.
“What, right now?” Foreman replied, trying to play dumb.
“No, just all weekend long.” I gave him a long glare.
“You don’t know that,” piped up Cameron. Then she shut her mouth, realizing she had given herself away. It didn’t matter, since Foreman already knew, but we were almost playing a game with House. And, with almost being the operative word it was almost fun.
“Look, I know Cameron and Chase are dating,” Foreman said. “Now can you leave us all alone?”
“Dating? What a strong word. I just thought they were making sweet love.”
I wanted to punch House in the face. Cameron gave him an evil glare, and glanced a silent warning to me, that said, “I’ll handle him.”
“House,” she said evenly. “Shut your damn mouth before I pummel you.” House almost laughed.
“What are you going to do to me? You’re a scared little girl.” I saw a flash in Cameron’s eyes that House, oddly enough, missed. It was the flash that told him he had just crossed over the line. And before I could pull out my camera, Cameron punched out her six-foot-tall boss.

[xx Leila xx]

Chapter 10: Awkward

Cameron’s POV

“Oh my God, what did I just do?” I gasped. “I’m sorry,” I said repeatedly as I helped pull House off the floor. When I handed him his cane, he snatched it away and gave me a glare. Adjusting his cane to his other hand, House limped back to his office.
As soon as he was out of earshot, Chase turned to me and said, “Wow. Good going. I never thought you’d do that...good for you.” I blushed.
“Chase, I assaulted our boss. You’re not supposed to be proud of me.”
“And yet I am,” he grinned. Foreman echoed his sentiments.
“You guys sure are feeling harsh towards House today, aren’t you?” I laughed. “I have to go to the clinic...I suppose I owe it to House to do his clinic hours and sort his mail later.” I fought the urge to give Chase a kiss before leaving.
In a dull moment in the clinic, I realized my relationship was completely messing up my job, just like I had known it would. Not only had I punched House, but I couldn’t display any affection towards Chase at work for obvious reasons, and it was killing me. Every second I wasn’t in Robert’s arms was killing me.
Finally, at five, I was able to go home. With Chase. He invited me to come to his apartment after work, and I said yes before he could finish his sentence.
Curled up on the couch with Chase, I had thought I was feel relief, at finally being able to hold him. But instead I felt miserable. I snuggled against Chase’s chest, but nothing made me feel better.
“Rob?” I said softly. I sat up, pulling out of his grasp.
“Yeah?” He looked confused, as usual.
“I should go. We both have work tomorrow...” I trailed off, not knowing what to say. I didn’t want to tell Chase how uncomfortable I was suddenly feeling, because I wanted him. The tangled web inside my head was trapping my emotions and torturing them.
“Oh. Okay.” I watched Chase as his face fell.
I gently lifted his chin and gave him a gentle kiss. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. “It’s not your fault, really. I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“Okay,” whispered Chase. He looked really heartbroken, so I gave him a hug and laid my head on his shoulder. “I think I’m falling in love with you,” I murmured.

***

The next morning I woke up too tired to move. What a great excuse to not go to work, I thought. I didn’t want to have to face Chase just yet. I grabbed the phone and called House’s voice mail. I knew if I actually talked to him, he’d tell me I was fine to work, and I knew I wasn’t.“It’s Cameron,” I said into the phone. “I’m not feeling well, and I’m not coming in. No protesting, no showing up at my house later. Good bye.” I hung up and rolled over in bed, and fell back asleep.

Chase’s POV

Why didn’t Cameron want me any more? I wondered. If she had been pulling one over on me, I would get her.
In my distraction, I walked headfirst into the glass wall surrounding the diagnostics office. “Ow!” I exclaimed, letting out a few curses.
Foreman and House were both in the room, House drinking his coffee and Foreman chatting with him Both started laughing at me.
“Disoriented from your sexy night?” smirked House.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked angrily.
“Your girlfriend called in sick this morning. She sounded exhausted. What on earth did you do to her last night?”
I rolled my eyes. No way was I going to divulge House and Foreman in the details of my sex life, whether I was getting any or not. Anyway, I had more important things on my mind.
“Cameron called in sick?” I asked, confused. Then I realized why: she must have been avoiding me. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.
“Yeah. She left a message on my voice mail. Wanna listen?”
“Sure.”
I followed House into his office, where he put the phone on speaker phone and pressed the replay voice mail button. I heard Cameron’s soft, feminine voice fill the room. “It’s Cameron,” she practically whispered. I felt a pang of sympathy for her; she really sounded like hell. “I’m not feeling well, and I’m not coming in. No protesting, and no showing up at my house later. Good bye.”
“Would you like to listen to your sweetheart’s voice again?” asked House mockingly. “She sure sounds out from a night of sex to me.”
“She is not!” I yelled. “She’s sick, and I’m going to go see her.”
“Hey, didn’t you hear the girl? She said not show up.”
“Yeah, well, she meant you. You’re the ass,” I replied coolly. I hadn’t even had to time to take off my coat, so I simply stalked out the door and went back to my car.