Disclaimer: House isn't mine. Unlucky me.

A/N: I've had this in my head for a while now, but I've never found time to get it up here. So here goes nothing. Umm, I stole the name Evangeline from whoever wrote I'm Not Just His Sister, which is a great Harry Potter fanfic. This is my first fanfic, so be nice. You don't have to review if you don't want to, but it'd be nice. I'm really just doing this for fun and because House and Cameron belong together. But enough of my ramblings. Oh, Cameron isn't blond, because I hate that color on her. And this is my first House fic, so I probably didn't get him right. But I'm shutting up now. Story time!

Chapter One

Evangeline Alice Cameron

"House?" Cameron asked tentatively one morning in early July. "My niece is coming to stay with me tomorrow."

"And I should care because…? Unless she's hot."

"House!" Cameron exclaimed. "She's fourteen. I'm only telling you because she'll have to come to work with me, since I don't want to leave her alone. Be nice to her. She's an orphan and doesn't need any more upheaval than she's already had."

"Whatever. GO AWAY!" House didn't want her to go away, really, but he knew she deserved better. She deserved someone young and whole. Much as it killed him to think it, she deserved someone like Chase. (A/N It's absolutely killing me to write this.) But she was talking again, so he dragged himself out of his thoughts.

"Look, you probably won't like her because she's a Christian and believes everyone is good and honest. Please don't cast any doubts on her beliefs. I don't believe it either, but it's what gave her comfort after my brother and sister- in- law died from a car crash. She's incredibly naïve, and has a child- like trust in the goodness of others. So she'll be inclined to like you. Please be nice to her." Cameron's eyes were big, pleading for House to do as she asked.

"Alright! I'll be the nicest person she's ever met. Now will you go away?" Cameron left to talk to Foreman, Chase, Cuddy, and Wilson.

The next day, Cameron and her niece arrived a little early. Cameron wanted her to be able to find the conference room, her office, Wilson's office, the cafeteria, and the bathrooms. After the nutshell tour, they returned to the conference room, only to find House, Wilson, Cuddy, chase, and Foreman waiting.

"Hey everyone. This is my niece, Evangeline Alice Cameron."

Evangeline stepped forward a little shyly to shake Wilson's hand. "Hi, everyone."

"Do you have a nickname you like to be called?" Cuddy asked.

"I like to be called Evangeline bet, but you can give me a nickname if you want." She was shaking House's hand as she said this, and Cameron looked on anxiously. House, however, said nothing rude, only saying hello. Cuddy, Wilson, Foreman and Chase look slightly amazed. House and polite didn't belong in the same sentence, unless there was a "not" in between the words.

"Well, my ducklings, we do have a patient, and I'm pretty sure she doesn't want to die. Differential time," House said after an awkward pause.

"When'd we get a patient?" Chase asked, confused.

"We got a patient when Cuddles over there called me at seven o'clock in the freaking morning. Twenty- two year old female…." Wilson and Cuddy left as the infertile started. It went on until House was satisfied that they'd gotten several possible answers. Then he sent the team off to do tests, and he and Evangeline were alone in the conference room.

They sat in silence for a minute until Evangeline asked, "Why aren't you insulting me? I mean, I'm glad you're not, but I thought that you would be. Aunt Allie never said anything, but I saw how people reacted when you were polite to me. Besides, you don't really seem like a person who loves everyone. Unless… Auntie Allison told you to be nice to me. I bet she told you that I've had enough trouble and I didn't need you to make fun of me for what I believe and then she probably begged you to be nice to me."

"You know your aunt well," was House's only comment.

"She's predictable. What I don't understand is why you even listened to her. But that's not my business. Anyways, whatever you feel for me, don't feel pity. I can't stand it. It's useless and only belittles people."

Evangeline left the room, as House didn't seem to want to contribute anything to the conversation.

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House was deep in thought after Evangeline left. When he first met her, he had been marveling about how much she looked like Cameron. The same expression in the eyes, the same nose, same cheekbones. The only differences were that Evangeline's hair was black, and her eyes were like that Atlantic in the winter- blue, grey, and quicksilver. But after he'd sent the ducklings from the room and Evangeline had told him not to pity her, he began to wonder how a fourteen- year- old girl had landed on the one thing that haunted him more than anything else. The way people pitied him when they saw his cane. That was the main reason he was so insufferable. He could stand loathing, but pity was something even he couldn't handle.

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Foreman and Wilson had left the conference room thinking about Evangeline. There was a quiet sadness in her eyes, but they didn't know why. They felt like they should protect her, be her older brother. It was instinct, but they wanted her to be happy at the PPTH.

Exiting the conference room, Chase had been thinking about Evangeline, but he caught sight of his reflection and started thinking about his hair.

Cameron had left thanking the God she didn't believe in that House had been kind to her niece and wondering if she's made the right call in telling no one but House that Evangeline was an orphan. Cuddy and the boys thought she was only here for a visit. Then she decided that it was Evangeline's call to decide when to tell everyone, if she wanted to tell anyone at all.

Cuddy was thinking that it was nice that Cameron had such a great kid as her niece, which made her start thinking about getting a kid. And then a patient came up to whine about House, and she resigned herself to "one of those days."

A/N So, what'd ya think? Should I keep going? Well, I'll probably keep going anyways. So there you go.