Disclaimer: I don't own House M.D. because if I DO I'll be doing a lot of dirty things to Hugh Laurie.

Hello fellow Hameron fans, Faith Elric here. After watching the episode "Teamwork" this thing came into my brain and I felt like its worth sharing.

Guys, please listen to the song I Still Care For You by Ray LaMontagne while reading this if you can.

Loves to my beloved beta Shootingstar7123 for cleaning up the mess I made in this FF. LOVE LOTS SIS!

On with the story then.

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I Still Care For You

Part One: Just Now

As a beautiful laughing couple made their way out of Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, a man with a cane stood, watching them. Gregory House saw what he didn't want to see, what finally confirmed all his thoughts: Lisa Cuddy could be happy without him. Still not taking his eyes off them, a scene from earlier flashed into his mind, Allison Cameron also walking out of his life. Her words kept rewinding and replaying inside his head. He wanted to stop her but he didn't, and yes, her words had hit home.

You ruined him. So he can't even see right from wrong. Can't even see the sanctity of a human life anymore. I loved you. And I loved Chase. I'm sorry for you both. For what you've become, because... there's no way back for either of you.

Wait… what?

I loved you… A beautiful voice said in his memories.

A sudden tension started to run through House's body. He knew that Cameron had feelings for him, like a giggling teenage girl that has crush on her professor, but to love him? He glanced over to a closed door where a happy couple had just passed through, and his thoughts went wild. All his memories with Cameron were being replayed inside him.

She loved me…

House shook his head wildly, trying not to feel the emotion welling up in him… confusion, anger, pain…

Why now?

Lost…

No…

His finger drifted to his lips.

You kissed back.

I didn't want you to die not knowing the feeling.

He gripped the rail as he tried to escape what he was now realizing.

I kissed back. She left.

House grabbed his cane that was hanging on a rail and made his way to the elevators. A painful headache started to build inside his head. He didn't like what he was feeling and thinking. He should be mourning about losing Cuddy, but all he could think of was Cameron. He lost Cuddy even after telling her he wanted her, but he couldn't concentrate on that. His thoughts kept coming back to the few moments that he had shared with Cameron. The Monster Truck non-date, asking her to come back to work after Volger left, their disastrous date at Café Spiletto, and their kiss-and-stab kiss.

Finally, inside the elevator he closed his eyes, a blond-haired Cameron coming to his mind. She held out her hand, a gesture of professionalism, of closure. Yet he didn't take it. But something then happened that he did not expect. She kissed him on the cheek, a tender kiss.

No…

Once the elevator doors opened, he briskly made his way to his best friend's office. With his trademark don't-care-if-you're-working entrance, House walked in.

Wilson didn't even look up. "Sorry House, but I'm still making your banner. Come back in a few," Wilson said, referring to their earlier conversation. House said nothing.

Wilson waited for a sarcastic comment, but nothing came. House stayed standing near Wilson's closed office door, his face blank, the unwanted realization finally coming to conclusion. Wilson looked up at House.

"House?" Wilson called out. No answer came.

"HOUSE?" Wilson briskly stood up and walked over. He grabbed House's shoulders and started to shake him. Finally House looked up.

"I lost her…" House whispered so softly that if Wilson hadn't been standing beside him he could never have heard him.

"Lost who?" Wilson asked, too concerned about his friend to guess who was the woman.

House closed his eyes. I loved you… a woman's voice said again inside him.

"House is this about Cuddy?" Wilson prompted.

"No…"

"Then who?"

"Cameron…"

Wilson's expression went from concern to shock. He knew that his friend had feelings for the young immunologist but nothing of this kind.

"She told me that she loved me," House mumbled, "and…"

"And?"

"I love her…" he said in realization.

Wilson let go of his friend's shoulders, unsure if he had heard correctly.

"Did you just say you love her?" Wilson asked in confirmation.

"Yes…" House said, tightening the grip on his cane, "But it's too late now. She's already gone."

"House…" Wilson said apologetically.

A lonely tear ran down House's cheek.

"Why now, just now… that she's gone… do I finally understand the truth about how..." He trailed off.

"I'm sorry House…"

House started to laugh. He felt like an idiot. It took him until he lost the woman he truly loved to realize his feelings. Wilson didn't know what to do. He already had one hand on his phone, ready to call Dr. Nolan for an emergency appointment for House.

"It's too late Wilson…" House said after his laughter subsided. He leaned back the door and slowly drifted down the floor. Wilson sat next to him and said nothing, allowing his friend to weep quietly.

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End of Part One

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So guys what do you think? This is just a spur of the moment writing. Should I continue this arc? Reviews = LOVE and FUEL