Well, I may not own House and Cameron, but people have been nice enough not to sue so I still have my laptop and can pretend I do!
This takes place after Cameron helps House with the sling.
She still does it. She is still nice. She is nowhere near as naïve as she was when she started working here, I have made sure of that, the patients have made sure of that, but she hasn't lost her caring and compassion. And she still directs it at me, more often than anyone else has. I don't understand, but I am grateful, no one knows it, hell, I will probably deny this self admission tomorrow, but it's true.
But she gets this look in her eyes when she touches me, and although it happens infrequently, each time it leaves a scalding mark in my memory. Today the look she gave me while helping me with the sling…it was clearly different than the look she gives our patients. Don't get me wrong, she always shows concern for her patients, but this look wasn't a look of concern, it was a look of wanting. It was etched in her smoky blue eyes.
It is that look that is going to be my undoing. One day she will give me that smoldering look, one I am not even sure she knows she gives me, and I will melt right into her arms. It will happen. I am not sure how much longer I can resist.
I wonder, well I wonder a lot of things, like how many Wonderbras Cuddy owns, but that is besides the point. When it comes to Cameron I wonder how much longer I have. How much longer I have until she moves on permanently to someone more like her, gorgeous, young, someone so unlike me. She's already slept with Chase once, I am sure he'd do her again if they got together. They'd make an attractive couple, one brunette and one blonde, an accent to boot. Perfect for one of my soaps. So many more chances will I have?
Is a better question, how many more chances will I blow? Will I keep pushing, no shoving, her in the opposite direction? My eyes, which, according to sources who shall remain anonymous, are my best feature, will only keep her coming back for so long. I have to give something back sometime, and soon, if I don't want to lose her to Ken.
What do I have to give? I have an addiction, an oversized tennis ball, and a sarcastic streak a mile long. Not the greatest start to a relationship ever. Especially not with someone like her. She is like a teddy bear, minus the pudge of course. I am sure she'd love to go dancing, but I can't do that. Hell, even if I didn't have the damn cane I am a generation too old to be seen at any of those places with her. They'd think she was dirty dancing with her father. I don't think I want to give Sophocles a run for his money.
So…that leaves me where? With a hot, younger woman after me. Every guys dream right? Yeah, until it happens.
So guys, I am trying to decide, do I do a Cameron POV or try to continue this as if it is chapter one of a multi-part story.