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The results from his blood work were in and what they had feared most had come to life. He would be dead in less than a year, if that and the deafening silence in the room after she had uttered "positive" attested to that. There was no denying it; the man that they all hated to love was going to die. She looked up to see both Foreman and Chase's head's hung, Chase whispering to himself and Foreman biting his lip. She, on the other hand, could not help the tears that now covered her face, she wouldn't not shed tears for him, she loved him.

"Are you sure?" Foreman asked, lifting his eyes to look at her, all the confirmation he needed in the sadness of her eyes.

"How long does he have?" Chase asked Foreman, already knowing the answer.

"Judging by the size of it and its location, a year, if that." He sighed, both their heads snapping up in the direction of the door when they heard her sob. She was out the door before either could say anything more and they looked to one another, neither making a move towards the door, both needing time to take in the news they had just received.

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Tears ran freely down her face as she drove through Princeton towards his flat. Her stomach was wrenching and her heart breaking at the mere thought of life without him, but knowing that there was still time broke her heart even more. With her first husband there had been little time and a lot of love, with House it was the opposite. A year was double the time she had had with her husband, but House did not return her love, this fact caused her to sob once again as tears continued streaming down her face.

Pulling into a parking spot just outside his flat she killed the engine, attempting in vain to calm herself down. Fifteen minutes passed before she managed to cease the flow of her tears and as she pulled down her sun visor and looked herself over, she considered starting her car and leaving, saving her plans for tomorrow when she could at least look presentable. Her own thought provoked tears to spring into her eyes. 'Times something he doesn't have much of.' She thought to herself as she exited her vehicle, forcing herself to remain calm as she knocked on the door to his flat.

Tears returned to her eyes however as a moment later, he opened the door. She stood still and quiet as he gave her a once over before speaking. "I know this must be a major turn on for you. What with the cane and brain cancer and all, but that doesn't mean I'm going to admit to an undying love for you because of it."

"I don't want you too." She told him, crossing her arms over her chest before bringing a hand to her cheek to, what she hoped was nonchalantly, swipe at a tear that had streamed down it.

"What are you doing here?" He asked her, squinting his eyes at her, his gaze sending a hole through the whole of her body and making her fidget. He watched as she took in a deep breath, her chest expanding widely and her words coming out in a jumbled mess.

"I love you." She told him simply. "And it is not the crazy crush that a child would have on its teacher, it's the real thing. Don't ask me why I do because I have asked myself that on a daily basis for the last three years." She began, taking another deep breath before continuing. "I didn't come over here to jump your bones or get a confession of love out of you because I know that your medical state would be the only reason for it." Her next breath was ragged and when he opened his mouth to reply she held her hand up to halt him, tears streaming down her face as she continued, her voice shaky and high pitched. "I know that you have known for a while how I feel about you and it is obvious that those feelings are not reciprocated, but I have never voiced those feelings. I thought that I was over you, I had convinced myself that I was over you, but after reading those test results tonight I realized that I couldn't go another day without telling you how I feel about you. You may think me weak, or a fool, or whatever the hell you want to, but I don't want to look back ten years from now and regret not telling you how I felt." He watched as her chest heaved with her labored breathing and tears continued to stream down her face.

She hiccupped once and looked him in the eye before leaning forward and lightly brushing her lips across his right cheek. What she did not see however was that his eyes closed in response to this as her lips lingered. She moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around him in a right hug, her sobs lost in his chest as tears stained his button down. His eyes remained closed as he felt the pain surging through her body and into his and it was when he lifted his arms to wrap them around her that he caught air, snapping his eyes open to see that she was already halfway to her car with her head hanging low and her sobs echoing through the street.

A/N: No, it's not another installment to either of my other stories, but for some reason this was all that I could write. It could be shit or you could have enjoyed it, but please review to tell me either way. No flames, just well rounded reviews. ;P