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Artist: coffeesuperhero
Title: The Difference
Subject: House & Cameron
Pairing/Rating: House/Cameron, G
Medium: Cover art.


Title: The Difference
Author:
everytimeyougo
Pairing: House/Cameron
Rating: Teen and Up
Length: 22 500 words
Spoilers: All episodes up to and including S06E08 Teamwork
Summary: You knew from the start a relationship with her could only end in disaster. You've never been one for making good choices.
Excerpt:
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Subject: House & Cameron
Pairing/Rating: House/Cameron, G
Medium: Cover art.


Title: The Difference
Author:
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Pairing: House/Cameron
Rating: Teen and Up
Length: 22 500 words
Spoilers: All episodes up to and including S06E08 Teamwork
Summary: You knew from the start a relationship with her could only end in disaster. You've never been one for making good choices.
Excerpt:
"Race you to the car!" She laughs as she bounds away and you can't help but share in her enthusiasm. It's contagious, as any infectious disease guy could tell you, and even an old curmudgeon like yourself is not immune. A smile pulls at your lips as you take a moment to admire the curve of her ass encased in dark washed denim before following her at a fast walk, the closest you can manage to a run. Your legs are long, so it's good enough, and you arrive at the car close behind her. Even the pain that rips through your thigh at the exertion isn't enough to erase your rare good mood, and so you toss a couple of pills down your throat, hoping she doesn't notice, as she searches through her purse for something. Surely she'd have something to say about mixing painkillers with the couple of beers you shared earlier.
But notice, she does not, and so you open the passenger door for her and then settle yourself behind the wheel.
You're not ready for the night to end and so you drive around aimlessly for a time listening to her happy, tipsy chatter about the colourful trucks and the even more colourful people who were seated around you on the bleachers. Classic rock plays softly on the radio and you watch her from the corner of your eye while you drive. She looks so different in casual clothes. Not older exactly, but without the vivid contrast between her youthful appearance and her professional attire, the age difference seems less daunting and you feel attracted to her in the way of a normal red-blooded male, and not as a creepy old man.
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