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Die Alone
Chapter 1- First Symptoms
Robert Chase opened the door politely for his fiancé. They had dated for two and a half years and were engaged for half of that time. She smiled at him as she walked into their newly bought house. Work had been tough, their latest case had pushed everyone when his symptoms hadn't added up. They had tried to keep him alive, but they were always proved wrong with their theories, even House's. His heart had given out that afternoon. She walked up the stairs preparing for a shower as Chase prepared dinner. She took of her nametag, which read: Allison Cameron before removing the rest of her clothing. She turned on the cold and hoped in not bothering to put on the hot. The cool water falling on her skin helped her to relax from her day. She knew when becoming a doctor people would die but she always felt bad for the family's loss. She hated telling them, she hated the looks on their faces before they burst into tears. Watching their face as it loses its colour and their bodies shake. She shivered as the cold became too much. She turned off the tap and just stood there, thinking. She heard Chase call from down stairs "Dinners on the table." Cameron called back to him not realizing how long she was in there.
"Be down in a minute." She stepped out of the shower and grabbed her towel from the rack. She dries her face and as she lowered her towel she noticed some blood on the towel. Nose bleed oh great she thought getting changed. She came down stairs with a tissue to her nose. Chase noticed the blood on the tissue.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, must have bumped it somewhere," Cameron replied. He came over and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. Under the tissue he saw her smile. He looked into her brown, soft eyes when he noticed something wrong.
"What smells so good,' Cameron asked.
"Nothing to exiting," he replied as he pulled out her chair as, she saw the spaghetti bolognaise on the table. They sat down to eat.
"Tough day," Chase asked hopping that was that he saw in her eyes.
"Yeah, I feel sorry for the family." Chase let out a silent sigh of relief before noticing that Cameron was only fiddling with her food.
"Aren't you hungry?"
"Not really. I think I'll go to bed," Cameron said standing up. She kissed her fiancé and walked up the stairs leaving Chase to think.
a/n: I know that this is short and not very exiting but I promise it gets better. I have written some more chapters but I will only put them up if you review.