A/N: It is a rather unhappy set of circumstances that led to this story being posted earlier than I had planned. Some of you may have seen or read this on August 20/07 as an untitled story; unfortunately, or in retrospect, fortunately, I did not see the posting. But thanks to the quick actions of two of my friends, my stolen story was deleted from this site.

I dedicate "Pizza With A Friend" to CausticChick and to whoKMH. Thank you.

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Pizza With A Friend

Chapter 1

Cameron loved holidays and Easter was one of her favourites. It was a time of re-birth. Spring was in the air, the daffodils and scillas carpeted the countryside and fat robins played tug-of-war with stubborn earthworms.

One of Cameron's favourite childhood memories was of her Dad; every Easter he would dress up in a bunny costume and deliver baskets of chocolates and candies to her and her siblings. Even when she went away to college and med school, a parcel would always arrive on her doorstep from the "Easter Bunny"; it was a family tradition that ended when her father passed away two years ago.

Although she was always the first one in the office each morning, Cameron came in extra early today so that everything would be ready before House arrived.

The upper cupboards in their kitchen area were adorned with honeycomb bunnies; she'd draped pink and purple pastel crepe ribbon around the doors, little plush chicks sat on the corners of the bookcase and mini Easter baskets stuffed with jelly beans sat on everyone's desks along with an invitation to Easter dinner at her apartment tomorrow night.

The plush bunny centrepiece on their conference table was the final touch. He looked so forlorn holding an empty wicker basket that Cameron had to laugh.

"I'll help you out, Mr. Bunny …" she said lining the basket with bright pink Easter grass. "Now for the fun part." Cameron reached into her tote and pulled out bag after bag of candy, "let's see, we have jelly beans, marshmallow bunnies, chocolate bunnies, panned eggs and gummy rabbits …." Cameron filled the basket and then stepped back to admire her handiwork. Everything's perfect.

She'd just finished making the coffee when House ambled through the door. "Morning Cameron … whoa … what happened …" smirked House "it looks like a deranged rabbit went on a rampage in our office … where's my coffee?"

"I was just trying to make things a little nicer around here, but I can see that I wasted my time …Here … "Cameron glared as she shoved House's red mug into his hand, "get your own damn coffee …"

Hmmm … that's not a good start to the day… thought House.

tbc …