Title: Anything You Want
Chapter: One Look
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer:Fox Owns House
Summery: The continuing lives of Allison and Lisa Cameron. Sequal to 'I Believe in Love.'
"One look from and I drift away.
I pray that you are here to stay."
Roy Orbison, 'You Got it'
June 2011
Allison Cameron stretched as the light hit her eyes. It was overcast, and cool, even though it was June. The warm body curled against her back made her want, more than anything, to stay in bed. But, as pagers often do, Allison's started to beep. She groaned and looked at it.
"Leese?" she whispered.
"I know. I'm stuck in bed, not on deaf."
"I'll call in if you like." Allison turned back to face her wife, who was rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"No. We're professional; I can't play favorites." Allison smiled and kissed Lisa gently before leaning down and kissing her very round belly. The baby inside kicked lightly. "Anyway, Baby Cam is awake."
"We're not naming her Cameron Cameron, and we decided 2 years ago on my last name-"
"Just a nick name. Don't get your scrubs in a bunch."
"So, tonight," Allison started. Lisa moaned.
"Noooo."
"Your sister and House are coming by with Trent."
"House corrupted the kid. Evil little 9-year-old." Allie rolled her eyes pulled on a clean set of scrubs. "Be a girl!" Lisa ordered her mid-section. "Why aren't we finding out again?"
"Because," Allison started as she pulled her hair back. "There are so few surprises left in life. I'd like to keep this one."
"And I want a nursery painted."
"Not this again. You already have high blood pressure, don't start-"
"Find out the gender today and paint me a nursery and it'll drop significantly."
"Lisa-"
"Do we know what we're having now?"
"No."
"Then, Its still a surprise. Find out! Tell me tonight over dinner."
"Fine," Allison caved with a lop-sided grin. She kissed Lisa once more. "Happy anniversary, wife."
"Happy 2 years, Allie."
"So you really know?" Chase asked as he stole a sip of Allison's soda. She snatched it back and slapped his hand. Her salad was mostly untouched, but her soda was not to be shared. "Hey!"
"Mine."
"Sorry!"
"You're as bad as House-" Chase scoffed, cutting her off. "We're having a baby boy." Chase grinned. "Oh, quit grinning like an idiot. We were hoping for a girl!"
"I won the betting pool."
"I get half. And you can't tell anyone until tomorrow. Lisa knows before anyone else. Got it?"
"Fine," he said, handing her 50.
"Not much of a betting pool."
"Its all I have on me. I'll collect another 350 tomorrow."
"Sweet. So what time is dinner tonight?"
"Dinner?"
"You invited us to dinner tonight." Cameron closed her eyes. "Forgot?"
"I've been getting a little forgetful lately. Come by for 6."
"So, Allie and Lisa Cameron having a boy. What are you going to name him? Ray?" he teased.
"Oh, Shut Up! Just because we got together at an Indigo Girl's concert doesn't mean we're crediting them by naming our baby after one of them. Anyway, why do you know their names?" Chase blushed. "Lot of time with Thirteen?"
"Why can't anyone call her Remy? She's got a name, and its beautiful."
"Because, she's been Thirteen for so long, that no one calls her any different out of habit."
"So, wanna bounce names off me?"
"No thanks. We'd end up with a kid named Robert Steve Irwin Cameron." Chase threw a fry at her head.
"Would not!" Cameron rolled her eyes and stole a fry from his plate.
"Besides, Lisa and I have names picked out already. You'll hear his name when I tell Lisa what we're having. Not a minute before." Chase rolled his eyes and sipped at her soda again. "Stop that."
"Hi," Thirteen said as she took the empty chair closest to Chase. "Cameron, how's Lisa doing?"
"Pissy. She's tired of bed rest, and ready to have the baby."
"I've got the afternoon off. Think she'd like some company? I could bring her some lunch," Thirteen offered, taking one of Chase's chips.
"Oh God, I forgot to call Wilson to go over. I was supposed to be off today, but I got paged and-"
"Allison, relax!" Chase said, mouth full.
"Give her a call and let her know I'll be by around 2."
The sound of laughter welcomed Allison as she walked through the house. Chase, House and Trent were playing XBox in the living room, and made no indication that they noticed she had come in the door. Sitting on the bed were Lisa, Anna, and Thirteen, eating popcorn, laughing and joking. All three smiled when Allison came in, but the friendly banter stopped.
"Allie," Anna greeted, scooting to make room between herself and Lisa. "We'll be out of your hair in 10 minutes."
"You know, I'd like it if you all stayed. We have something we'd like everyone to know."
"Other than it being your second anniversary?"
"And you're going to be parents in about 6 weeks?"
"And that Lisa needs more company during the day?" Lisa piped in. Allison tried not to feel left out, or hurt by the group in her bed, joking and playing. She had people around her all day, and Lisa was on bed rest. She'd been inside the house for 6 whole weeks, and the doctors all came to her for exams.
"We have a baby name." Lisa grinned.
"If its a girl," Lisa started. "Her name is Erin Elizabeth. And for a boy; David Lucas.
"So, the winner is," Allison started. She paused for a moment to build anticipation. She pulled a blue giftbag from behind her back. "This is for baby David," she said, handing the bag to Lisa. Lisa was speechless as she opened the bag. Inside was a beautiful blue sweater, with a small brown teddy bear embroidered onto the chest.
"Its beautiful," she whispered, choking up. Allison slipped onto the bed next to Lisa and tucked hair behind her ear.
"I'm making the men paint the nursery tomorrow morning. I picked up some paint samples," she offered, but Lisa was focused on the gift.
"Rem, why don't we go check on the guys," Anna suggested. The two left the couple alone.
"Lisa? What's wrong?"
"I don't know the first thing about raising a baby. What have we gotten ourselves into? I'm due in 6 weeks, and we haven't even shopped for him yet! We have a sweater, and that's it? What if I go into labor tomorrow? We have nothing ready!" Allison pulled her into her chest.
"Its going to be okay, honey. Take a deep breath and calm down." Lisa buried her head into Allison's arms. "Okay, we can solve this, Leese. I'll get the lap top in here, and we can pick everything out tonight, and I'll make Chase and Trent paint tomorrow while Remy, Anna and I pick up the basics tomorrow."
"But-"
"Lisa, please calm down," Allison begged, voice full of worry. She placed a hand over David. "Let me handle the details, you keep him safe for another 6 weeks. Okay?"
"Okay," Lisa whispered. Allison tilted Lisa head up to look into her eyes.
"Now," she said, big grin on her face. "Is the hormonal thing over with?"
"Yes," Lisa countered, wiping her cheeks. "Damn hormones."
"Damn them all," Allison hissed as she pulled Lisa into a hug.
"Thank you, Allie."
"Anything for you, Leese."
The next afternoon, after a full morning of shopping in the late-June heat, Allison was exhausted, but Lisa wouldn't have anything to worry about...for today at least. Allison looked in on Lisa, who was sleeping. House had played the piano for her. They argued for 3 weeks about the piano shortly after they got married. Neither one played, but so many people in their circle of friends and family did. Finally, House offered to teach their child, should they have one, to play, but only if they bought a nice one. Lo and Behold, the formal dining room no longer held a fine table with 8 chairs. It was home to a beautiful baby grand that the two would be paying off longer than the new car they bought the moment they found out Lisa was pregnant.
Lisa, who hated being on bed rest, also hated that she missed out on the shopping trip. To make up for it, Allison wore Lisa's favorite tank top. It had brought a temporary smile, enough to fight away the hormonal tears that were sure to follow if Allison's attempt to make Lisa smile had failed.
Allison sighed as she watched her sleeping wife. Lisa's stress level had jumped into over-drive and Allison was worried she'd go into labor. While David would be okay, most likely, he'd still be tiny. The longer Lisa was pregnant, the better off David would be.
Chase and Trent had done a decent job painting. It wasn't perfect, but it would do. Allison could touch it up later. For now, she had to unpack a few boxes. She'd bought a car seat, some clothes, and a bassinet. In three days, Lisa had to go in for an ultrasound and a few other tests, to see if she was doing well enough to be off bed rest. If she was clear, there would be a massive baby shower in the cafeteria. If not, it would be pushed back. She could be up long enough to eat, shower, use the restroom, and to spend 10 or 15 minutes on their back porch, getting the sunlight and fresh air that relaxed her so well; a total of one hour a day tops.
Allison hoped to hell she would be off of bed rest, and able to live her life like a normal person again. Lisa was miserable.
"Hey," Thirteen whispered. Allison stopped staring at her sleeping wife and turned. "Everyone knows now. I spammed the whole hospital with the gender, but not the name." Allison closed the door and headed toward the kitchen.
"Why not the name?"
"Well, when you look at him, and hold him for the first time, he may not be David. He may be Jonah, or Christopher."
"Speaking from experience?"
"I was supposed to be Patricia Hadley." Cameron made a face that looked as though a bad smell had just passed under her nose. "I know. But hey, Tricia is better than Remy." Cameron wasn't paying much attention to Thirteen. "You okay?" Allison sniffled in response, and refused to turn and face Thirteen.
"Lisa is miserable. I pushed her into getting pregnant, and let her go to work, and get sick."
"Allison, its not your fault."
"We could lose him." A cool hand rested on Cameron's bare shoulder. "I could lose them both, Remy."
"You won't. We're here to make sure you don't." Allison turned and allowed Thirteen hug her. Another pair of arms wrapped around them both.
"We're here, Allie," Anna said. "We're here for you, sweetie."
"Differential, people!" House called, entering his office two days later. He was especially pissy, because Anna was getting ready to leave town on assignment in D.C. the day after the baby shower, leaving him with Trent. Thirteen and Kutner were quiet, while Taub was making coffee. "Come one, come all, and let the arguing begin!"
"Cameron was admitted last night," Thirteen said, softly.
"Did she have the baby?"
"Not Lisa, Allison."
"What happened?" House asked, dropping the file. There was actually worry in his voice.
"Chest pains, labored breathing, blacked out."
"She's out of danger?"
"Yeah..."
"Then, we need to focus on the patient. Do your job. He may actually be dying. Cameron's got Lisa, and you've got a patient."
"Symptoms?"
"Car accident three days ago, and now he has blood in the stool, and brownish orange urine. Go."
"His kidneys are boxed," Taub said, handing off a cup of coffee to his boss. "Muscle death, potassium-"
"Stop reading my file and focus on his."
"I am."
"If he had an infarction, we'd hear him screaming from here-"
"Not if he also has paralysis. He can't feel his legs, so it doesn't hurt." House let out a small 'humph" and considered the possibility.
"Taub, Kutner, go find the clot before he keels over." The two stood. "Thirteen, hang on." As soon as the door shut, he rested a hand on her shoulder. "Bring Cameron some lunch, something not too healthy; she's losing weight. Report back to me. I want to see her charts." Thirteen nodded. "I'll give Anna a call, and send her to stay with Lisa. Pass that along, too."
Sorry for the delay with par two of the story! I've finished it, and will edit and post the rest later this week!
