I do not own House, Fox, or anything of the nature. However, if I could own Cuddy & Cameron's clothes I would ... not to mention Hugh Laurie. I'd lock him in my basement and make him teach me to play the piano! -- haha!

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Rated T: Just to cover myself...

HousexCameron: because I LOVE this pairing!!

One-Shot, but I could continue if 2/3 of my reviewers ask me to! Tehehe.

Enough of my rambling ...here it goes!!

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Allison Cameron knew if he had woken up at this moment, all he'd do is laugh at her. But she decided she couldn't blame him. After all, she was being some-what pathetic.

She was clutching House's hand so hard that her knuckles were turning white. Her eyes had black smudges around them, because of her mascara that was beginning to run. Her face was pale, but her cheeks were slightly pink from crying. It was official, she was a total wreck!

Cameron had sat in the one single spot, staring at his dark lashes thinking of his piercing blue eyes that lay beneath his closed lids. She prayed and wished upon every star that someday, someday soon, he would again look at her with those piercing, icy, eyes.

For hours she waited for him to wake. A full 24 hours passed; and though his pulse was beginning to even out, and his coloring began to reappear, he still had not awakened.

She had now been sitting for 36 hours by House's side. She had refused to leave, even when advised to do so by both Dr. Cuddy and Dr. Wilson. She had never let go of his hand either. She hoped, if she held him long enough... he'd have to wake up.

Cameron was beginning to get frustrated, why? WHY ?! She asked herself.

"You're an ass, but a stubborn ass! You know that! Don't give up on me now. DO NOT GIVE UP!" She screamed at him, as tears fell down her cheeks and hit the floor in puddles.

She put her face to his hand and kissed it. She then moved slightly and kissed his shoulder. Then she moved a little more, and kissed the crook of his neck. Finally, she pulled her face away a little and looked at his face. With being so close to her, she couldn't help but smile. She kissed his forehead lightly. She pulled her face away, and just as she was about to get herself ready for the long sleepless night ahead of her in the uncomfortable chair next to his bed-side, when she felt his hand tighten around hers.

At first, she hadn't believed it. Not until he whispered her name.

"Oh! House! How are you? How do you feel?" She asked with tears, happy tears, welling up in her eyes.

"Like I've been shot!" he grumbled.

She rolled her eyes, closed them to blink away tears so he wouldn't see them; and looked back to find him staring at her.

"What?" she asked with a chuckle.

"You, you've been crying." he observed.

"Oh, it's just ... I... and you...I couldn't ..." She didn't want to admit it, but lying would be obvious.

"Cameron," he whispered, "come here." he coaxed her with his pointer finger.

When her ear was to his mouth, so he could whisper to her he said, "Thank you." and he pressed a kiss to her temple.

She smiled, and headed out of his room.

"I'll let you rest." She was half way out the door when he called her back.

She approached his bed and he patted a spot next to him.

"You look tired. You should get some sleep." he said.

She only nodded.

"Well, are you going to come lie down next to your stubborn-ass-of-a-boss, or not?!" he asked.

Petrified by the fact that he had heard her, but still happy that he was alive; she got up the courage to close the blinds and turn the TV. on with the volume down to use as a small source of light; and finally laid down next to him.

He put his arm under her neck and stroked the soft, white skin on her shoulder. She fell asleep quickly, as did he... but not before placing a kiss in her hair, and smiling to himself.

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