I don't own House, or the song sung by Eave…..
Chapter One
She didn't know what to do. She was stuck and couldn't get out. She knew she didn't love him anymore, but was scared.
"Who would ever think that me, the great stubborn Dr. Allison Cameron afraid of a 220 pound man."
She had every right to be. He was training to be a boxer, and it was all muscle. And she was all his to hit when he was angry. She had so many bruises on her arm, and some even on her back. But what could she do? He would go after her. She used to love Chuck a lot. They met at a bar after she "Broke up" with Chase, and was missing House, who she never had. He comforted her. And for the first two months he loved her, before it started to go down hill. Everything was wrong. She was never home, she wasn't skinny enough to be a boxers girlfriend, she didn't cook the food well enough, or she was just there and he was just stressed.
She pulled on a loose long sleeved shirt over her body loaded with cover up, and fed her dog. The dog was never around but knew his owner was being hurt by this man, and didn't like him. She had a St. Bernard, just a year old, named Achilles. Grabbing her ipod she bolted out the door. She had slept in, and now was going to be late.
"Oh well, House can deal without good coffee for the day. And his mail can wait till the end of the day to be sorted. Ugh, what a bleak day! All this rain is just adding on the depression. Well, what's on the radio this morning."
She turned it on reluctantly.
"Love is blind, and it'll take over your mind. What you think is love, is truly not you need to elevate and find….."
"Ok, next song!"
"Going through this life looking for Angles…"
"Oh! I love Skillet."
Ten minutes later she was timed in and headed in the room.
"I'm from Australia! Not British! I don't know how to make coffee!"
"That's tea, and your Ancestors were criminals that were sent there for prison. And it's called England. Take that in your tea and drink it."
"Thanks Cameron, way to pick up a "House" habit. Soon enough, I'll no longer want you to dumb tea into my harbor."
"Ew! You wish Chase! Besides I have a boyfriend thanks, and if you ever try it, he'll beat you so hard, you'll ancestors will fly back up to England!"
"Nice one Cameron! I gotta remember that one. Ok my little ducklings, we got the hardest case yet!"
Every one looked excited, there hasn't been a case in about two months, and every one was bored.
"Finally!" Cameron Sighed grabbing the folder from House, not noticing the thinness, or the fact she left her right sleeve rolled up. She was going to apply the last of the cover up, but she was running late, and decided to do it at the Hospital.
"What is it? Kidney failure, un-explained seizure?"
"Well, she's in a perky mood!" House exclaimed, almost laughing.
Cameron read the file;
"Ha, Ha, Ha, fooled you again! Chase, go get us all donuts and coffee, from Starbucks, Forman, go buy me new batteries for my game boy. Camron, go get you and I some ice cream. Go, now …Thanks a lot house." She handed the folder to Forman who saw them. Two of the bruises.
"Jesus Camron, what happened?" He held her arm and every one stared at her, House looking directly into her eyes, and her into his.
"It's nothing, my boyfriend and I decided to have a wrestling match. I didn't want to try boxing. His gloves are too big. The last time, mine kept falling off. You should have seen his nose; I accidentally gave him a bloody one."
"And you didn't invite me! I'm hurt."
"And what would a cripple do in a wrestling match? Can't always have a cane to protect you." She smirked and walked out of the room. Forget the ice cream; she just needed to walk away from there. It was too close, and they believed it. But House was smart, she couldn't let it slip, and had to be careful. She walked passed a room and heard something that made her stop.
"How did it really happen Cassie? I know you didn't fall down the stairs again. But then again you are clumsy."
"Coralin, just go, I need to rest ok?"
A tall blonde left the room, and Cameron slipped in. There, lying on the bed was a brown haired woman, possibly in her late twenties, early thirties. She noticed the bruises on her arms and the one on her face, and knows.
"How many times do I have to tell you people, I fell down the damn stairs? It happens! I have a four-year old son, I have to chase him up, and he hates heights, and won't climb down."
"I'm not your Doctor Mrs.……"
"Turion."
"Mrs. Turion. I know were you got them. It's all too familiar to me. Makes me hate him, but I love him."
"How dare you assume…"
Cameron pulled up her right sleeve. And Cassie sighed.
"Oh. Your one of us to. Welcome to the club. It's not a happy one, or one that should have ever been created. But you are a Doctor, how did it happen to you?"
Cameron sat on her bed.
"Just call me Allison. I was sad, and he was there. He comforted me, doted on me. He fooled me. I thought I loved him. In a way, I still do. It was little at first. An accident the first time, promises to never do it again. But it keeps going and going, and going. I'm not skinny enough, I burnt the food, and I'm never home on time."
"I fell in love with mine in high school. We were sweet hearts. I got pregnant at seventeen. I finished school. We got married when I was eighteen. I'm only twenty one now. It was the same. He likes to drink, and that's were it starts, every morning, noon, and night. Never helps with our kid. A boy, his name is Dominick."
"Cameron, how many times have I told you to stop getting close to patience, I don't need you distracted if this one died. Now come on, where is my ice cream? In fact, let's go get it. You can drive."
"Thanks Allison, I'm so glad some one here is going through…well….you know…experiencing it with me. I don't feel so alone. Please come talk to me again!"
"I will. Soon. Thank you. Me too." Cameron had tears in her eyes, and Cassie looked at House, and pulled down Allison's sleeve, and patted her hand. She got up and left the room.
"So, what are you both experiencing? And please don't say menopause or any girlie thing like that."
"It's not, but never mind. Nothing you would understand." Cameron hopped into her Blue Jeep Liberty Sports and waited for House. She turned her cell phone on, and pulled out once House was buckled. About five minutes later her phone rang.
"Hello? Oh hi Chuck. Driving my boss to the ice cream store. What? No! He's just my boss, no Chuck I. No! I'm sorry, yah; see you when I get home." She threw the phone in the back seat. She forgot House, and he let her. The song came on again, and she had to pull over.
"Shit." She put her hand over her mouth and let some tears fall as she listened to a part of a song that was playing at the time
"What kind of love from a nigga would black your eye?
What kind of love form a nigga every night make you cry."
Cameron cried a little more as the song played on, House studying her, realization washed over him as the next part came on, and Cameron turned pale.
"And you stayed, what made you fall for him? That nigga had the power to make you crawl for him.
I thought you were a doctor be on call for him,
Smacked you down 'cause he said you was too tall for him, huh?
That wasn't Love baby girl you was dreamin…"
'I'll kill him.' House thought, as his mind raced back to this morning, it wasn't a wrestling match. She was his punching bag.
"Love is blind, and it'll take over your mind,
What you think is love, is truly not,
You need to elevate and find."
"What the hell! Do they know when I turn on the radio? Damn song." She pulled back on the road and turned left.
"The ice cream shop is the other way?"
'Crap! House, I forgot.'
"Dairy Queen is this way. Sur, it's a half hour out of our way, but who cares?"
'I'm gonna get it later anyway, so might as well do something good.'
"So Camron…."
"House, he was in a crappy mood. My sister was abused, and that song reminds me of her ok? Don't make a big deal out of it, If you want to make fun of me for crying, fine, what ever, just lay off when we get back to work."
"I was just wondering what ice cream you were going to have."
Cameron smiled and turned right.
Don't worry, it's morbid now, but House and Cameron will get together, and Chuck will be hurting. Massively. Keep the reviews coming please!!!