"Thanks Em. It was great catching up. Call me sometime, okay?" Allison Cameron called to her friend Emily as she walked out the door. She hopped in her car and started to head home. Emily has the perfect life, she thought. Loving husband, great kids. Why don't I have any of that? Just as she was about to re-enter Princeton her car gave a shudder and made an unusual noise. She pulled the car over to the shoulder and got out to investigate. While she didn't enjoy the idea of going into the rain, she had to if she planned on getting home tonight. She checked all four tires carefully, only to find they were all in perfect condition. She opened the hood of the car, but couldn't seem to find the problem. She tried to start it again. It just made an irritating clicking noise. I have to call a tow truck…I think I have the number stored in my cell, she thought. Ducking back into her car, she felt around for her cell phone inside her purse. No battery. "Damnit!" She sat there for a moment wondering what to do.

Wilsons' house is only about 7 blocks from here… a small voice in her head chirped

But I couldn't come bugging him late at night. We're friends, but I don't know…

Oh come on! It's Wilson! He would never turn anyone away into the night, much less you! Her other side pointed out.

Well, there wasn't another choice so with a heavy heart and an impending sense of dread, she set off into the bitter, rainy, night.

Wilson's doorbell rang, startling him. He glanced up at the clock and was surprised to see that it was almost 11:00. The only person he could think of who would be at his house this late was his best friend, demanding god knows what. With a groan, he hoisted himself off the couch where he had just begun to doze off. He opened the door to a very attractive, very wet immunologist.

"Cameron!"

"I'm sorry to bother you…did I wake you?"

"No. Um, why don't you come on in and warm up. I'll go get you a towel and some dry clothes."

"Thank you. Could I use your phone?"

"Of course." He pointed to the phone attached to the wall in the kitchen and went upstairs.

Cameron called the local towing company only to find out that they couldn't come until the next morning. She hung up the phone and put her head in her hands. She felt like crying. Tonight was probably one of the worst nights she'd had in a long time.

"Rough night, huh?"

Cameron looked up to see Wilson in the doorway holding a towel, sweatpants, and an oversized t-shirt. "You could say that."

"Well, why don't you go dry off and change and then we'll figure everything out when you come down. Bathroom's upstairs, first door on the left. "

Cameron just shot him a grateful look and headed upstairs. Meanwhile Wilson sat down and tried to figure everything out. Why was she on this side of town? Why didn't she have an umbrella or a jacket or something? She had been caught off guard by the rain, that much was certain. Where was Chase? Wait, he was at a conference in New York, Wilson remembered.

Cameron emerged in his shirt and sweats and Wilson knew it was cliché, but she looked so beautiful with her hair messed up and no make-up on.

"You're probably wondering what brings me to your apartment at 11:00 on a Thursday night."

He smiled "You could say that."

As she told him the story of what happened, he listened with an open, caring expression, nodding and smiling at her in the light that was casting the dim glow over the entire room.

She glanced up at a clock. "Crap, it's almost 11:45. I have to go call a taxi to take me home." She jumped up and walked towards the phone.

"Stay."

"What?"

"Cameron, it's late, you're tired and probably cold and I have a guest bedroom. It makes more sense for you to stay here."

"I don't want to be more of an inconvenience than I already am."

"You aren't an inconvenience-I enjoy your company, Cameron. You should know that by now."

"Thanks." She blushed and looked down.

"So will you stay?" He looked up at her.

"Yeah…are you sure I won't be a nuisance?"

"I'm sure."

He led her to the guest bedroom and bid her goodnight. And as he smiled that charming smile only he could create…suddenly her evening didn't seem so bad.