Title: Stolen Moments

Pairing: Wilson/Cameron

Rating: PG-13 to NC-17 in some scenes

Summary: Alison and James find their love for one another on a bad day at hospital, and have to hide it from everyone for the time being.

Nope, don't own them, and would love to though, But, nope. All OC is mine though.

It was a dreary day at The Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. When Dr. Alison Cameron had arrived, the weather was perfect, not a cloud in the sky. When ten o'clock rolled around, the storm clouds thundered in. The time of year was an indicator as to it being Hurricane Season. There were reports of Hurricane Pamela being on the rampage throughout the eastern seaboard. Alison had thought that Pamela would dissipate before she got up this far, but her thoughts were ripped from her head when she heard that Pamela was gaining speed the more she pounded the Eastern states. Alison stayed, holed up, in the Diagnostics conference room all morning hearing and seeing the damage wrecked out by the hurricane. Clinic duty be damned, she thought, when she saw the news.

"Cameron, what are you doing in here? All of us are in the cafeteria riding out the storm."

"Foreman, I don't need a babysitter, so you can go back down there and tell House that I am fine and don't worry about me."

"House wasn't the one asking about you."

"You can tell Chase that he is being paranoid."

"Wasn't Chase either."

"That leaves only four other people, Cuddy would only ask to where I was and leave it at that, Stacy couldn't care less, she is on her own warpath to get House back, Wilson would only show friendly concern towards me, and you, well, you know that I am still alive and kicking, along with being alright, so go tell everybody that I am fine, and will show up when I want to. If you need to tell anybody where I am, tell Cuddy or Wilson, don't want the other ones knowing my whereabouts."

"Ok, if you feel the need, that's where we all will be."

"Thanks Eric, I appreciate it."

With that, Eric left the room to relay the news. When he arrived in the cafeteria without Alison, Wilson was instantly concerned. He walked up to Eric with a look of worry on his already ashen face.

"Don't worry Dr. Wilson, she is fine and in the Diagnostics ward. She won't leave the room at all."

"Thanks Eric, I appreciate it."

"That's exactly what Cameron told me right before I left. If she doesn't come down by lunch time, go on up and let her know your concerns. I know that you feel more than friendship towards her, and applaud you for it. You are a much better catch for her than Dr. House ever could be."

"Sounds like a good idea. Thanks Eric, what would I do without someone here to state the obvious? Don't answer that. I don't think she would want me at all, I am not even done with my third divorce yet. She would think lowly of me if I did let her know how I feel about her. I don't think I could take that kind of rejection."

"The only way to find out is to be open about yourself to the person you care the most for. Alison had poured her heart out to Dr. House and look where it got her? She is a wreck of course, not any better that Stacy showed up, but at least she had the guts to let House know how she felt about him. She is long over him now, so there is no problem there as far as competition between you two for her attentions. But she may think that she is cheating. Since she was married before, herself. Her husband died of course at a real early age due to cancer. Don't feel bad for her at all, she only told me this on one of our many nights out after a very stressful case to relieve our tensions at a bar."

"Wow, you are pretty insightful Eric. I will let her know today if she don't come down here for lunch, I will take something up to her."

"Good, now I need to get back over there and see to the fight that is about to ensue between House and Chase, looks like they are bickering about Chases' heritage again."

James stood there and watched Eric walk over to referee the fight that did in fact ensue between House and Chase over whether or not Chase was British or Australian. Cuddy and Stacy were off at another table chatting about hospital affairs and the latest lawsuits while taking occasional glances at House and his two ducklings. When noon finally did arrive, Cameron was still nowhere to be seen. So James took it upon himself to buy four lunches of the same thing, two for him and two for her, and take them up to the Diagnostics department. Once he got there, he had noticed that Alison was asleep on Houses' recliner in his office. James walked into the conference room and set the food down on the table. He then walked quietly over to the door leading into Greg's office, and just stood there, watching her. After about ten minutes of admiring her beauty while she slept, James got the courage to open the door to the office and walk up to her. Once he was standing in front of her, he kneeled and started to caress her hair. Alison stirred in her sleep and nuzzled into the caress. James then started to run his fingers over her cheek and down her neck. Alison started to wake up and made a murmur of delight. When she opened her eyes, she was shocked to find the hand belonging to James.

"Dr. Wilson, what are you doing?"

"I...I wanted to wake you up and let you know that I brought you some lunch, since it is a little after noon."

"Thanks. I appreciate it. How are things down in the cafeteria?"

"When I left, Foreman was refereeing the fight that House and Chase were having."

"The heritage thing again?"

"Yes."

"Well, where is that lunch you got for me, I am starved."

Alison got up and James took her into the conference room where the sandwiches, fruit, Coke, and salads were. They sat down and ate every bite and drank the last drop from the sodas. When they were done, they just sat there contemplating what to say to each other. James was the first to speak.

"The reason why I woke you up the way I did is because I have feelings for you, very strong ones. I only realized it recently when you came to help me out in the Oncology ward. The parents to that patient would have broken down completely if it weren't for you. You helped them through the roughest spot in their life when they lost their daughter. I know it had to have been hard for you, to do what you did, but I am forever grateful that you did. It made me realize that I started to have more than friend-like feelings for you. You may not share it, but I am glad that you let me express myself."

"Dr. Wilson..."

"James, call me James, Alison."

"...James, I don't know what to say. I had always thought that I could break the wall House had built around himself, get him to realize that others do care for him, but I was oh so wrong to try. You have been the only one to understand him. For that, I am glad that you are a friend of his, and have stayed around as long as you have. I guess I have started to feel something more than friendship towards you as well."

While Alison was saying all of this, James had moved his hands so they were both holding onto Alison's. After Alison got done, James got up and walked around the table to where she sat, and grabbed her hands again to have her stand up. When she did, James embraced her. They each had pain to wrack out and joy in knowing that the other shared the same feelings. When the embrace was done, James lifted Alison's chin and gave her a gentle kiss filled with a promise of more to come. After a while, they both needed air, and broke apart.

"Once my divorce is final, we need to go out and celebrate. I can't wait to show you how much I care about you and want you in my life."

"Yes we will. Why don't we go down and see if the fight is over now?"

"Fine by me, lets."