A/N: All disclaimers apply. This is my story, please R&R.

A Pinch, and A Punch

Chapter One

It was midnight, and the sound of thunder awoke Allison Cameron who was laying on the bed next to a man with dark hair and lovely brown eyes, he had such a young face, yet he was worn with the past.

"Allie, go back to bed."

"I will soon, I have something to think about."

"Oh okay." the man fell back to his slumber.

Allison lay they awake for about two hours, she looked at her clock. 05:30

Then she cat-stretched and sat up, stroked her hair. Looked at the man next to her, and stood up and walked to the bathroom.

She turned the shower on, and stepped out of her pyjamas and into the shower. Standing there letting the hot water run down her slim body, when all of a sudden.. THUMP!

She jolted out of the shower nearly slipping, and cautiously walked out of the room, and noticed blood on the cream carpet. And the male body slumped on the bed.

"James?" shouts Allison. "Can you hear me?"

The was no response from the lifeless body, Allison thumbled around his neck to check his vital signs. There was a slow beat from his heart. Then she grabbed the phone near the bed and dialled 911.

"Which service do you require?" spoke the Responder.

"A..mbulance, please come quick."

"Can you tell me the nature of the emergency?"

"My...my boyfriend is coughing up blood, and his pulse is 49. I am Doctor Allison Cameron! Come now!"

"Where are you?"

"122 Kindle Street, Princeton."

"We will be there soon."

Allison sat next to James, and rolled him to his side. Then rechecked his pulse, again still 49. She could hear the approaching ambulance.

KNOCK-KNOCK

Allison stepped off the bed, and ran to the door. She was breathless, and scared. She needs James.

"Whats happened?" asked the female paramedic/

"James, he is sick... coughing up blood and he has a slow pulse. Please take him to PPTH!

"Right, you are?"

"His girlfriend. I am doctor, can I help?"

"No, just calm down."

Whilst the paramedics stabilised James, inserting an IV of saline and checking measurements of vital signs. She grabbed the phone, and dialled the number for his friend.

Come on, Pick up. Damn you House.

"If this Cuddy or Wilson, please hang up now!"

"House, its Cameron. Somethings wrong with Jam.. I mean Dr Wilson. Please meet me at PPTH"

"What's happened? Is he drunk, over done it with a hooker?" joked House.

"We got to go now" shouted the paramedic.

"Okay.." spoke a nervous Allison. "House I've got to go."