Author's note: This is the sequel to Happily Never After. Go and read that first if you haven't already done so. This first chapter takes place three months after the ending in Happily Never After.

Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own anything.

Chapter 1

"Huge car wreck on I-90," came the announcement from the head ER doctor. "Lots of people coming in. Everyone, prepare to work a double shift."

Cameron sighed as she leaned against the wall, taking a brief, yet much needed break. Three months of working at the ER in the Seattle Children's Hospital and she was still not used to the chaotic nature of this place. Running around nonstop, caring for thirty, maybe fifty patients per shift, she had been completely unprepared for this job when she'd first arrived in Seattle. But this had been the only opening, and she needed the money. At three months pregnant, she really wasn't supposed to be working here. But it was either work here or eat in the soup kitchen down the street.

Now, instead of sitting around a cushy office and working on interesting cases, she was tending to car accident victims and kids who got toys up their noses. And wearing sneakers. She looked down at her feet in distaste. She'd never been a big fan of sneakers. But they were a necessity here in the ER.

"Tucker! Need you here!" shouted the perpetually grumpy head ER doctor, Ramirez, who seemed to hate her with a passion. Probably had to do with the fact that while Cameron had flowing blond hair (yes, she'd dyed her hair after leaving Princeton) and a toned body, Ramirez was overweight and practically bald.

"Tucker!" Ramirez's voice screeched. "Get over here now!"

Right. Tucker. That was the new name she'd given herself three months ago, so House wouldn't be able to track her down. Natalie Tucker. Three months and she was still getting used to it.

She thought about her old name. Allison Cameron. At 14, she'd agonized over that name. She'd wanted her new life to be perfect. Cameron snorted. Right. Perfect. Look at how that'd turned out. She'd ended up leaving in the dead of night. Again.

"TUCKER! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE OR YOU'RE FIRED!"

Cameron headed over to the grouchy Ramirez, feeling nostalgic for her former friends, former name, and former life.

Author's note: Sooo what do you think? Review plz!