A/N: Hello, fanfic readers! This is my first attempt at a full fledge House story. Cadley/Camteen eventually, of course (Is there really any other pairing to ship?) I know this chapter is pretty slow, bear with me please! I hope you enjoy. Everything goes to its rightful owners!

A loud bang jolted Thirteen awake from where she had fallen asleep with her head on the glass diagnostics table. Right above where her arm was resting, an all too familiar end of a cane was pressed against the glass. Letting her eyes trail up to the handle of the piece of wood, she met deep blue eyes.

"Thirty-One!" House said louder than needed.

"House," the brunette returned, massaging her throbbing temple.

"Busy weekend?" he asked with a gleam in his eye.

"No more than usual," she commented, staring back at him unhinged. Looking around the room she noticed they were the only two people in the room. "Where are the guys?"

"I'm taking the week off," he explained, slinging his backpack over his shoulder as he limped towards the door.

"Great," she said, moving to stand up and hang her white doctor coat on the rack.

"Not so fast," House said, stopping her from hanging it up as he placed his cane in front of it. "You're not leaving."

"You're taking the week off, which means we won't have a case…"

"I promised Cuddy you ducklings would stay and work until the weekend. Then you get the weekend off…maybe."

"You already made us work off all your clinic hours; what are we supposed to do, sit here and pretend we're doing something important?"

"Like you don't do that all the time. No," he said, "Foreman and Chase are in Neurology, Taub is… wherever he decided to go. And you're in the ER."

The tall brunette bit down on her tongue to keep from retorting. Her boss got to take a whole week of by promising the dean of medicine that his four doctors would stay and help out in other departments. "Why the ER?" she voiced.

"Half of the nurses are out with a bug; Cameron is swamped. It was Cuddy's idea, not mine, I was going to let you leave to continue having hot girl on girl action," he raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Thanks," she deadpanned. "Now if you'll excuse me," she shoved his cane out from in front of her before slinging her white lab coat back on and walking out of the diagnostics office towards the elevators.

"Have fun!" House called out cheerfully as she stepped into an open elevator before the doors shut.

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Thirteen walked into the ER with a certain confidence in her stride. Emergency Room work usually required no thought; just a lot of motor skills. Stitches, casts, sometimes reattaching limbs, heart attacks, and so forth. Not that made her happy to be here, but compared to her normal job on the team, there wasn't near as much thought in it.

Once she arrived in the ER though, she came to a halt. Nurses were running from bed to bed in frenzy. The place was packed. All of the normal beds were full, and there were even extra gurneys set up in every free space available.

She quickly reached out an arm to stop a nurse. "Dr. Cameron?"

"She's at bed five," the nurse rushed out before going back on her way. After nodding, even though the nurse was far gone, the brunette made her way over to the bed she was told. Peeking her head in around the curtain, the glimpsed the blonde ER head leaning over a patients arm while she stitched it.

"Dr. Cameron?" Thirteen called out.

"Little busy here," the blonde said with a frown.

The brunette quirked an eyebrow at the normally calm blonde's frustrated tone. She tried a different approach, "Where do you need me?"

At this, Cameron's head snapped up. Relief flooded her eyes as she recognized the other doctor. "Pick any file from the nurse's desk," she responded.

"Will do," Thirteen replied before backing back out. She walked over to the desk and flipped open the top file. Lacerated fingers, she thought to herself, this should be fun.

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The brunette plopped down onto a chair behind the nurse's station with a groan. Her body ached all over. It was well over midnight, and they had just gotten the disastrous room under control. She spotted the blonde ER head come out from behind their last patient's curtain. Surprise flickered across her face when her eyes met the brunette's.

"You're still here," she said, pushing hair that had fallen out of her ponytail out of her face.

"House didn't tell you?" Thirteen asked.

"Tell me what?"

"That I'm helping you out all week…"

"Oh, thank god," Cameron breathed. "You don't know how happy I am to hear that."

"House or Cuddy didn't tell you?"

"No," the blonde said with a shake of her head. "Cuddy actually told me this morning I would be the only doctor for a few days. I thought I could handle it but then that bus crash came in…"

"No one in their right mind could've handled that by their selves. I for one thought you did brilliantly."

Cameron shot her a warm smile. "Couldn't have done it without you." She glanced up at a clock on the wall, "You're free to go now. My fill in will be here in thirty minutes."

"You sure?" Thirteen asked, already standing up.

"Positive," the blonde said with a slight laugh. "Go home, change," she wrinkled her nose at the brunette's bloody shirt, "shower and crash. Then don't forget to wear scrubs tomorrow."

Thirteen frowned slightly at her bloody shirt. "I won't. See you tomorrow, Cameron."

The blonde nodded firmly with a small smile, "Tomorrow."

Thirteen drove home deep in thought. Working in the ER proved to require more thought than she originally planned. It was still very different from diagnostics; but she had a new found respect for Cameron after working with her the past few hours. She just hoped Cameron, who is known for wanting to try and fix people, didn't try and pry her open for details about her personal life over the course of the next week.