Chapter 1

Remy Hadley awoke to the sound of her alarm clock, for the third time that morning. However determined she was the night before to get up on time, she always found her hand swatting the snooze button three or four times before physically rolling herself out of bed. She was not a morning person and waking up on time was definitely not one of her strongest attributes – though going to bed at a reasonable time without being drunk or high would definitely make it a hell of a lot easier.

She grunted slightly and reached over again, this time turning the alarm off completely. The frequent high pitched tones were doing nothing for the hangover she had achieved by going out the night before, and the pillow she had placed over her head about half an hour prior had lost it's effect on droning out the noise. She figured that she should be getting up now anyway, she did have a job to get to after all. Opening her eyes slightly she felt relieved when she found no-one else laid there beside her. She was pretty sure that she'd brought someone home the night before, a nice looking brunette - Katie or Kathy or something similar, not that Remy really cared for her name anyway. At least her companion for the night had already left, preventing any awkward confrontations that Remy tried desperately to avoid any time she could. Turning her head over to the other side, Remy begrudgingly opened her eyes fully and glanced over to where her hand was still placed, squinting in a feeble attempt to try and focus the red digital numbers: '8:30am'

"Shit," she mumbled under her breath before practically throwing herself out of the double sized bed and into the shower, managing to trip over the messy pile of last nights clothes - which had been carelessly tossed aside as Remy and her partner for that particular evening stumbled into her bedroom. The fall caused her to whack her leg on the side of one of the bedside drawers in the process. She cursed loudly as she half ran, half limped the rest of the distance into her bathroom, frantically trying to organise herself.

After finishing one of the more quicker showers she'd ever had, Remy threw on the nearest clean set of clothes she could find, making an extra effort to find a pair of suspenders. She looked at herself in the mirror briefly, slightly disgusted at her dishevelled appearance. You could definitely tell she'd been out the night before. She tried her best to quickly improve her appearance by applying some make up, hoping to cover as much as the dark circles under her eyes as possible. Letting out an agitated sigh when she saw that there hadn't been much of an improvement, she glanced back over at the clock and headed out of her apartment in a run, only to return a moment later in search for her keys.

Today was going to be a long day.


By the time Remy had eventually found her keys buried beneath the pile of clothes which had caused her earlier injury, and arrived at the diagnostics office, it was already 9:24am. Not bad considering the time she'd woken up at, but she was definitely late nonetheless. The rest of House's team were already sat around the table, staring at what appeared to be House performing some new tricks with 'bally'. As she entered the room and slung herself down on the last available chair, she let out a mumble of an apology, not really caring which of them had heard her or not. Looking around for any apparent folders that my contain a new case, she frowned when she instead came to look at her boss who had been staring intently at her since she had walked into the room a good thirty seconds ago.

"Ah, lesbian..." A smirking House greeted the doctor when her eyes finally met his, knowing full well she hated it when he called her that. He waited a couple of seconds for her to reply with the usual 'I'm not a lesbian, I'm bisexual' argument she would shoot back. Sensing that he would get no reply from the woman however, he spent the few seconds of silence to look at her closely. It only took him a few moments before mentally coming to the conclusion that she was hungover. A quick once over of the doctor revealed the dark patches under her young eyes, and the quick pulled back half dry hairstyle.

Thirteen rolled her eyes and sat patiently waiting for House to deliver one of his inevitable 'witty' comments. "Nice of you to finally join us, mind telling us all why you're so late?" House carried on with the smirk still firmly planted on his face. The rest of the team glanced over in her direction, all with a slight raised eyebrow. Thirteen sat staring at him. He knew why she was late, he just wanted the satisfaction of hearing it from the younger doctor herself.

"I'm only 25 minutes late House, I guess I must've overslept," she stated as coolly as possible. Just because House read her so well didn't mean that the rest of his team did, and she didn't particularly feel like explaining her nightly activities to the rest of them. They already knew too much about her in her opinion, the less they knew about her the better.

"Taub grabbed us all some breakfast earlier; they wanted to save you some but I figured you probably had plenty to eat last night," House said, followed by a very over exaggerated wink. And there it is Thirteen thought to herself as she felt her eyes roll into the back of her head once again, eventually settling back on House sternly, who was now smirking even more - if that were even possible. The whole group sat waiting for any sort of comeback or denying from Thirteen, their heads swiftly moving to her, then House, then back to her. Anyone walking passed the diagnostic office would think they were watching a tennis match.

"So..." Foreman eventually interjected after an extremely long silence, much to the relief of Thirteen. "Do we have a case or not House?" He eyed the brilliant man irritably, and after receiving no response his suspicions were confirmed. He removed himself from his chair and moved towards the door on the other side of the room, turning around as he reached the door to address the rest of the team. "Really, I'd love to stay and watch House watch porn all day, but I have clinic hours," he said sarcastically and quickly left, with Chase and Taub shortly following his lead. Not wanting to prolong being the main subject of House's comments, Thirteen also picked herself up and left the room, but not before giving the older man an angry glare.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay Thirteen, It is lesbian porn." House called out rather loudly as he followed them out into the busy corridor, earning both himself and Thirteen a good few stares from passers by. She ignored his comment completely and carried on moving forward, not turning around and trying her best to ignore the pairs of eyes currently burning into her back. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing him get to her.

The lack of response prompted House to turn around and limp his way back into his office, picking bally up as he walked past to sit down at his desk, the whole time with a grin on his face. Thirteen had just earned herself a place on the top of his 'who I want to bug today' list, even managing to beat out Cuddy.


Thirteen stood alone in the corridor as she waited impatiently for the elevator to reach her floor. Why the hell is it taking so long!? She questioned angrily to herself as she watched the number above the door, waiting for it to signal that it was on her level. She hadn't really been waiting that long, but that didn't stop her from becoming very agitated very quickly. She was in a bad mood, that was an understatement. She stood shifting her weight from one foot to the other whilst rubbing her temples; her head was pounding and she really didn't have the patience for putting up with House and his snarky comments today. In the hectic rush that was her morning, she'd forgotten to take any sort of pain relief and she was definitely starting to feel the consequences. If It wasn't for her banging headache, she would've hit herself in the head for being so forgetful in the first place. She had thought about sneaking into a free room to use the IV fluid again, but after she was caught by Cuddy last time, and subsequently almost lost her job, she had decided against it. She'd just have to go out and get some during her lunch break she'd decided.

Thirteen had started moving towards the elevator doors as soon as she saw the doors starting to open, flinching ever so slightly at the high pitched 'ding' sound that accompanied the movement. As she stepped towards the elevator she failed to notice the smaller blonde ER doctor simultaneously exiting. Before she had time to stop herself she crashed into the other woman causing mounds of files and paperwork to be thrown into the air before crashing back down and scattering round both of their feet.

"Doctor Cameron, I'm so sorry!" Remy rushed down to pick up as much of the paperwork as she possibly could, steadying herself slightly by placing a hand on the floor and shutting her eyes tightly to try and get rid of the spinning sensation she had just experienced. Why do I drink on work nights again? Oh, right, because I have nothing better to do.

After convincing herself she'd be fine, Remy started on the piles of files beside her. She heard a light laugh from above her and moments later Allison Cameron was crouched on the floor picking up the fallen work alongside her.

"Don't worry about it, Doctor Hadley." She said with a genuine smile.

The mention of her actual name made Remy's eyes flicker up to meet those of Allison's, which had momentarily rested upon the younger doctor. Sensing the almost surprised features on the brunettes face, Allison's smile slowly dissipated into a more questioning glance.

"What?" The ER head questioned rather feebly. For some reason the look on Doctor Hadley's face made her slightly self conscious.

Noticing the blondes increasing discomfort, Remy responded quickly. "It's just, very few people call me that any more. Everyone else just calls me Thirteen now instead." She hoped her short explanation had at least somewhat eased the other doctors discomfort. They both stood up and Thirteen handed the blonde the rest of her files, apologising again as she did so. Allison once again let out a small smile as she took the files from the brunette.

"No harm done." The brunette nodded and made her way towards the elevator again. The older doctor watched her for a while before finally speaking up again. "Just to let you know, I'm not like everyone else." Remy glanced at Allison feeling slightly confused at what she had just heard. It must've shown on her face because a few moments later the blonde giggled slightly. "See you around... Doctor Hadley," she smirked at the brunette a final time before heading in the opposite direction. Remy, having only just caught on to what the ER head meant, smiled slightly to herself as the elevator doors closed in front of her.


By the time lunch had rolled around, Thirteen felt a lot better. Her earlier encounter with Doctor Cameron, despite how brief it was, had put her in a considerably better mood. After her short conversation with the blonde, the headache that had been as stubborn as House eventually started to soothe, and it was now almost completely gone. No need for that lunch trip then Thirteen had thought, slightly grateful. She didn't get very long for lunch, and the time she did have she'd much rather spend sat with a newspaper and a coffee. On the off chance she didn't have to skip lunch completely and work like she normally did, she'd like to actually relax slightly, rather than run unnecessary errands.

As well as Foreman, Chase and Taub; Thirteen had also spent her morning in the clinic. Unlike Foreman, Chase and Taub however, she wasn't behind on her hours. Despite being one of the most tedious jobs in the whole hospital, Thirteen had spent the morning down in the clinic to make sure she could prolong her time away from House, one person she definitely knew she wasn't going to run into down here. The extra work she had made herself do was definitely worth it, she hadn't seen House since their conversation in the diagnostics office earlier that day – if you could even call it a conversation. On the other hand however, she was now even more tired. Filling in paperwork wasn't exactly a job that screamed fun.

"We're gonna go and grab some lunch, wanna come?" Thirteen looked up, trying to locate the source of the voice that had broken her concentration. Taub was stood in front of her with Foreman and Chase stood casually behind him waiting for her response. Neither Taub nor Chase looked particularly bothered, but she couldn't help but notice the slightly hopeful look on her former boyfriends face. It was almost enough to make her say no. Almost.

"Uh...yeah sure. I need to finish this last file though, meet you guys up there?" Chase nodded in agreement and all three of them headed out of the room towards the cafeteria.

The supposedly 'last file' ended up being at least three or four more - the nurses down by the clinic sure knew how to take advantage when they wanted to. By the time Thirteen had made her way up to the cafeteria she found herself passing her co-workers who had already finished their lunches and were now heading back down towards the clinic. Taub gave a sort of sympathetic shrug as he walked passed Thirteen, and the three of them carried on going in the opposite direction. She quickly walked away when she saw Foreman stop and turn back round like he was about to head towards her. She didn't really feel like a one on one lunch with the man. Foreman sighed in defeat and caught up with the other two colleagues, wandering when he'd ever get the chance to talk to his ex.

Thirteen didn't really mind that the others had already finished; she often sat on her own at lunch anyway. If anything she was probably more grateful that she'd missed them. She didn't dislike her colleagues, but that's all they were to her: work acquaintances. Chase had become even more annoying after he and Cameron had got a divorce, Taub and her didn't really have anything in common, and after her and Foreman broke up they found it awkward to be in each others company for any prolonged period, despite his best attempts at winning her over again. Thirteen shook herself out of that last thought quickly; the idea of her and Foreman together creeped her out a bit, she still didn't understand how they ended up as a couple in the first place.

She'd only really had one friend at the hospital, and that was Kutner. A sad smile formed on Remy's face as she started reminiscing about a few moments they'd had together. He was completely clueless most of the time, but he was good company and the brunette often found herself thinking about him. She really did miss him at times.

Pushing thoughts of her former friend to the back of her mind, Remy walked into the cafeteria and over to the usual ridiculously long queue. She grabbed a sandwich and a bottle of water, paid for the items, and headed over to an empty table in the corner of the room. As she walked through the cafeteria, her eyes casually glanced across the room until she found herself staring at House, who apparently had yet to notice her. She was slightly relieved but knew it was only a matter of time before he found her in there. She groaned internally at the thought of more lesbian related jokes he would surely send her way.

Holding her breath she watched as he walked further into the room. Distracted by the sight of House edging unknowingly closer and closer towards her, Remy didn't see a certain person step out in front of her until it was too late. For the second time that day, Doctor Cameron's belongings were on the floor no thanks to Remy Hadley. This time it was only a bottle of water and a sandwich in a small container, so it only took a brisk movement from Remy to quickly return the items to the blonde.

"You really need to start watching where you're going," Allison let out quite a big chuckle which only grew when she saw the pink colour sweep across the younger Doctors features. That was the first time she'd seen her supposed replacement blush at something. Usually she was completely composed.

"Sorry, again." Remy almost wanted to smack herself for coming across so clumsy. She forced out an apologetic smile and was on her way again - or so she thought. Before being able to move more than a few steps away from the ER head, she felt a hand softly grab her near the top of her arm. Remy spun around quickly expecting to be face to face with House. She was already preparing herself with some quick comebacks to throw the man off. Following the arm that had gently grasped her shoulder however, she was surprised to find that instead of looking at her boss as she'd expected, she met Allison's warm stare instead.

"I don't think an apology will let you off the hook this time." Cameron stated, trying desperately to remain serious, but couldn't help break a smile when she glanced over Remy's clearly startled expression. Remy couldn't respond, as hard as tried no words would come out of her mouth. Instead she stood there with her mouth occasionally opening and then quickly shutting again, trying desperately to force out some sort of answer.

"Come eat with me," The blonde simply put when she realised the other doctor was at a loss for words, realising that she'd never seen her at a loss for words either. "My lunch breaks late too, might as well sit together rather than on our own." And with that Allison turned round and headed towards a table, turning her head after a few steps to make sure Remy was following. Much to Remy's relief, House had been held up by Cuddy, so she was safe for the moment. Still confused, she did as she was told and followed Cameron until they reached the brunettes original destination; the table in the corner.


Yay, new Cadley fic!

So I was actually meant to publish this a while ago, but then my laptop exploded and I lost all of my work *sob*

So...I'm trying to rewrite what I had previously (which was quite a lot) as best as I can, but I doubt I'll get it to the same quality again.

Bare with me on updates! They may be slow but I'll try and do them as frequently as possible :)

Oh, and reviews make me happy :)