Title: True Colours
Author: Marie del a Meer
Disclaimer: I don't own House.
Rating: T
Summary: Cameron is suffering from some kind of psychosis, can the team work out what's wrong with her. A little bit House/Cameron. Set between the season three episodes Act your age and House training. Chase and Cameron were having a casual relationship that has now ended. This is before Foreman gets the yips and is leaving.
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House awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. He grabbed for it in defence against the irritating noise. He realised he must have fallen asleep on his couch. He had been watching WCW, but now there was some bimbo reading the news.
"Hello," he answered groggily.
He glanced at his watch. It was 11:40pm.
"House," Cuddy's voice was on the other end of the phone.
House noted that she sounded more sympathetic than usual, which didn't match her action of unsympathetically calling him in the middle of the night.
"This had better be good," House warned her.
"It's Cameron" Cuddy hesitated momentarily, unsure of how to phrase the next part, "She was in a car accident. She's fine," Cuddy made sure to stress the last part. "But I think you should come down to the hospital."
House was wide awake now.
He braced himself, "What aren't you telling me?"
Cuddy began to tell him, "The paramedics who bought her and the other woman in..."
House cut her off, "What other woman?"
Cuddy tried to continue, "She had a passenger in the car."
"So Cameron was driving," House deduced, that rattled him a little. There is no way this is her fault, "Did another car hit her?"
"No." Cuddy explained, "They appear to have run off the road, hit a telephone pole."
House felt his stomach turning.
"The car has airbags," Cuddy assured him, "It wasn't a big accident."
The more Cuddy evaded straight answers, the more terrified House felt.
"Whatever it is, just say it." House spoke bluntly.
House heard Cuddy let go of the breath she had been holding on the other end of the phone.
"The paramedics who bought them in said that they both appear to be suffering from some kind of psychosis," Cuddy told him.
House sighed in relief.
"She has a concussion," House spat, annoyed at Cuddy for getting him panicked for nothing.
Cuddy was prepared for his question, "No concussion, no head trauma,"
"The ER probably missed it. Her hair could be covering it," House rationalised.
"It's not," Cuddy baited him, "But feel free to come down and check her out for yourself."
"I'll be right there." House responded testily.
House hung up the phone. Cameron is fine, he told himself.