A House/NCIS fan fiction by phoenixgirl23
Disclaimer: House belongs to FOX, not me. Not in this life anyway.
AN. This story came about when I was writing Amazing Grace. I couldn't decide if I wanted Cameron to get together with House or Tony. In the end, I decided to go with House, and give Cameron and Tony their own story. Enjoy! Feel free to review, but only nice ones .
"Looking forward to your holidays, Cameron?" Dr. Eric Foreman asked his co-worker as they sat in the cafeteria of Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital one sunny Friday in June.
Cameron, also known as Dr. Allison Cameron, immunologist in the respected New Jersey hospital, grinned at her friend.
"Oh, yeah. I can't remember the last time I had a real holiday."
"So, tell us where you're going? Europe, Hawaii, California?" Dr. Robert Chase added eagerly.
Allison laughed at the two boys. "A little too eager about my travel plans, aren't we?" she teased.
"Cameron, it's been ages since either of us had any proper time off, and considering that you had to go to Cuddy to get time off, because House wouldn't give it to you, means there's not much hope for our vacation time. Allow us to live through you," Foreman begged.
Allison smiled, replaying her struggle for vacation time over the past two weeks. After a particularly difficult case, which left her drained, she had decided a vacation was in order and had put in a request through the department head of Diagnostic medicine, Dr. Greg House. House had promptly refused, making the excuse that "the department would fall apart if you weren't here, Chase wouldn't have anyone to perve on." Undeterred, Allison had then gone to the Dean of Medicine, Dr. Lisa Cuddy and she and Dr. James Wilson, House's best friend had managed to manipulate six weeks holiday from House. House's reaction when he had learned what they had done was, in the least, entertaining.
"Yeah, I don't exactly envy you guys with the mood House has been in lately," Allison chuckled.
"It's your fault," Chase told her grinning. "House is just worried you'll come back with some cute guy in tow."
"Ha ha," Allison mock scowled at him. Although she was far past the doe-eyed teenage crush she had developed on her boss when she first began her fellowship, she still had a soft spot for the miserable cripple, and Chase and Foreman loved to tease her about it.
"So, are you going to spill details or not?" Foreman pressed impatiently.
Allison considered it thoughtfully for a moment playfully, but decided to 'spill.'
"Sorry guys, nothing extreme. I'm going to spend a week in Chicago visiting my parents and friends, then I'm going to spend the rest of my time with my older sister in DC."
"That sounds boring," Foreman commented disappointedly and Allison laughed.
"That's what I want. I just want to relax, and I never get to see my family anymore. Don't worry though, Becca's already promised to dump the kids with a sitter and drag me out clubbing," she comforted them.
"Bec's your sister?" Chase confirmed.
"Yeah. Twenty months older, and a social worker in DC. Married to Luke and they have three kids, Audrey, Will and Lucy."
"And you've got a brother too, right?" Foreman asked unsurely.
"Nathan," she nodded. "He's a police officer in Baltimore, and he and his wife Jessica have four kids; Jack, Shaun, Michael and Nala."
"Nala?" Chase raised an eyebrow.
She giggled. "They made the mistake of letting the boys name her, about two days after Nate hired The Lion King for them. That was when Jess decided there would be no more kids... Jack was a big fan of Zazu, and she didn't want to tempt them," she explained.
Foreman and Chase laughed and the three 'ducklings' as the nursing staff had nicknamed the three popular doctors who had been employed by House for the past three years, left the cafeteria to return to the office. Allison spent her afternoon patiently filing House's paperwork, answering his mail and dutifully refilling the coffee pot whenever it was emptied. At four fifty-two, House came out of his office, his bike jacket on and his backpack in his hands.
"Are you leaving?" Allison questioned, not taking her eyes off the computer, but watching her boss out of the corner of her eye.
House shrugged. "Not much to do today. I can do nothing at home."
Allison smiled slightly. "You told Cuddy you'd be here till five."
"It's only eight off. Takes a while to get out of the building, being a cripple and all," he retorted.
Allison suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, and continued with her work. "Fine. Guess I'll see you when I get back then."
House feigned ignorance. "Why, Dr. Cameron, you're leaving? I had no idea."
She sighed, and finally turned to face him, taking off her reading glasses as she did so. "House-"
"And why did I not know? Oh yeah, because I said no, so you went behind my back and ran to Mommy," House continued.
Allison was slightly amused. "House, I am entitled to vacation time. The last break I had was when you were shot, and I've hardly taken any sick days. Get over it, and play nice with Chase and Foreman while I'm gone. Please?"
"But, Mo-om!" House whined in a indignant tone. "The black one hogs all the good toys, and the rich Aussie kid is mean!"
When her expression didn't change, House pouted. "Who's going to make my coffee when you're gone? And my mail isn't going to magically sort itself like it does now... Cuddy will be looking for paperwork and charts and stuff!"
"Magic, huh? You know the magic word is really easy to remember," Allison said dryly.
"Bibbiti-bobbity-boo?" House made a sarcastic guess.
Allison chuckled. "No. Try 'please'."
House scoffed. "Please? And what wondrous magical act will be performed if I say please?"
She grinned slightly. "Chase will put the mail straight into my desk drawer, so you can't see it."
House thought about that image. "Hmm, out of sight, out of mind. I'll remember that."
He turned and left the office without another word. Allison shook her head and put her glasses back on, returning to her work.
"Bring me back a present!" House said abruptly, poking his head through the door and making Allison jump, before he disappeared again.