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Author's Notes: My first House fic ever, I just hope it's good and that you, readers, out there are gentle with me…
Lemme know what you think…please?

Disclaimer: Not mine…but if I ever get rich I'll buy the whole thing…

Chapter One: A Theory

House watched the scene through the glass walls of his office with a hint of interest. Cameron wanting to have something signed, Cuddy having to sign it; nothing that was worth a glance but House liked to watch people.

Cameron shifted uneasily at some point, nothing unusual still, she did that a lot. Then the young woman inched closer to the Dean and pointed at something on the sheet of paper the two were looking at.

Boring, House thought to himself, looking down at his own paperwork.

Even more boring, he thought next, concentrating on the women again.

Cuddy read with her eyebrows drawn together. For a moment he considered telling her that she should be careful, that her face might stay that way or that she would get wrinkles; no, he corrected himself, more wrinkles. But somehow getting up and walking over there seemed to be just too much effort just to annoy his boss.

His eyes drifted to Cameron. He scanned her with House-like efficiency and stopped at her face. Cameron seemed to watch Cuddy intently. Her eyes were fixed on the Dean's face, on her lips as they moved while Cuddy read, on the blue eyes, on her hands even as the dark haired woman signed the paper.

House lifted an eyebrow as Cameron said 'Thanks'. He didn't hear anything but he new that her voice was just overly chipper right now; the smile on her face told him so.

Cuddy on the other hand seemed cool, as always. She gave the young doctor a half-hearted smile, a nod and then left. Cameron stared after her, just for a tiny moment then she slumped down on a chair, sighed and shook her head; definitely at herself, House thought.

Hmmm. Interesting…

TBC...