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Rating: M for Mature

Disclaimer: I don't own House or it's characters. This is a fanfiction.

Spoilers: Season 3 Finale.

Summary: What will happen after Dr. Cameron resigns? Will House go after her? Or will she come running back to him? Work in progress.

I can't do it.

I won't do it.

I can't do it.

I won't do it.

I have to do it, Cameron thought to herself.

She looked up. And there he was.

"You now have a bigger office than I do," he said with a sigh. "Why don't you go enjoy it?"

Don't smile, don't cry, don't show any emotion, she thought to herself. Just stand up and hand him the paper.

These thoughts had been roaming through Allison Cameron's mind the entire drive from Chase's house to the hospital. He wanted sex, but her mind was distracted. He had started to do a little something, but she couldn't focus.

"Stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Stop thinking about him."

"Thinking about who?"

"House. Stop thinking about-"

"I AM NOT THINKING ABOUT HOUSE!" she snapped.

But the truth was, she was thinking about him. She was always thinking about him. And, as House and Chase had both said, it was time for a change.

She looked him straight in the eye, stood up, and handed him the paper.

"Better be naked pictures."

I'm not going to cry.

"My resignation letter," she said calmly.

This was the hardest thing she had ever done. For the past few years, she had woke up every morning, and got dressed for him. Put on makeup for him. Done her hair for him. And now she was going to walk away from it all.

Her head was pounding and her heart was beating a mile a minute inside her chest. She could hear it. She was sure House could hear it too.

His glossy blue eyes turned up towards her and she couldn't help but crack a little smile at how beautiful he looked. For a moment her mind left her, and she repeated the lie that she had practiced for a half hour in the bathroom before coming into the office.

"I've gotten all I can from this job."

He looked around, confused.

"What do you expect me to do? Break down and apologize? Beg Chase to come back?"

Was that sadness on his face? She could never tell.

Don't crash on me now, House. You're the strong one. YOU'RE the one who turned ME down numerous times. Don't lay a guilt trip on me.

She smirked a little more, getting ready for the true part of her speech.

"No. I expect you to do what you always do. I expect you to make a joke, and go on."

She walked towards him a little, their eyes never breaking contact.

"I expect you to be just fine."

You know I want you and I know you don't want me, so I really do expect you to be just fine without me. Stop giving me that sad puppy look. Stop trying to make me feel sorry for you.

She gently touched his arm and slid her hand down it. His eyes followed her arm as if he expected something more than a friendly touch. But she didn't notice. She kept her eyes locked onto his face, enjoying every last few seconds that she would spend with him.

The good thing about goodbye speeches is that you can say whatever you want to say at the end of them with no repercussions. She had practiced "I love you" in the bathroom, but during the walk from the bathroom to his office, she had decided on something even stronger, even truer.

"I'll miss you," she said quietly, walking away.

To be continued…