Thirteen groaned as the door to the on-call room opened. She assumed it was Cuddy, come to drag her back into the epidemic-ridden ER.
"Damn. Sorry, I was hoping this one was empty. All the other ones are full."
The voice definitely belonged to Dr. Cameron, and it didn't seem as though she was trying to send her back to the ER, so she decided it was safe to ask the next question. "So, you aren't here to send me to the ER?"
"No, but if you want to leave…" Cameron trailed off, looking at Thirteen hopefully.
"No way." However, Thirteen wasn't heartless, and when she saw Cameron's resigned look, she sighed. "Here. The bed is big enough for two if you want," she told the blonde woman, scooting over on the bed.
Cameron must have been really tired, Thirteen mused, for the woman immediately hurried over, and crawled into the bed. They were silent for a little while, though neither was asleep. "Hey Thirteen? Are the rumors true?"
"I don't know? Which ones?"
"The ones that say you'd sleep with anyone at the hospital."
Thirteen's eyes widened. "No! God no! For example, there's no way I'd sleep with Wilson, first off. And I wouldn't have sex with Taub! He's got a wife for heaven's sake, though I'm not sure how much longer that'll last. There's also no way I'd sleep with Foreman."
"But haven't you...?"
"Yes. Please don't remind me, and it's not an experience I'd like to repeat."
"What about House and Cuddy?"
"Hmm…I'd sleep with House. As much of an ass as he is, he's pretty sexy."
"Yeah. He is. What about Cuddy?"
"Yeah, definitely. She's hot…for an administrator."
"Mmmm…yeah, she is." Thirteen stared at her, surprised. "So, would you sleep with me?"
"W-What?" Thirteen was definitely not expecting that.
"Would you have sex with me? It's really a very simple question."
"Ah, y-yeah. I-I guess."
"Hmmm." She paused for a moment. "I would have sex with you," she stated, as nonchalantly as if she were commenting on weather. With that, she buried her face in Thirteen's neck, and closed her eyes.
Thirteen spent the rest of that night staring down at the wonder that was Allison Cameron; wondering if what she'd said was true.
