Hey fellow House-Lovers!
This is my first fan-fic and it's kind of an analysis / interpretation of Cameron's point of view (POV) on Human Error.. I was inspired by the song "Any Other World" by Mika, hence the title. I hope you like it and feel free to comment!
1. A Change is Gonna Come
He, angry Cuban, Esteban, loving husband, had done everything for his wife, loved her unconditionally, never abandoned her,hell, he had crossed the freaking ocean on a tiny little boat with nothing but paddles and hope to rely on.
Envy flooded through her, Allison's, body, along with guilt, anger, despair. Feelings which reinforced the one that had been drowning her. Hatred.
She used to be a naive, caring, sweet, tender but week woman who used to look out for others, who did everything she could to see people happy. She used to be selfless.
And now?
She had started a friends-with-benefits relationship with a man she worked with and of which she knew deep inside that he cared for her and would end up hurt. All just to fulfil her sexual needs. Despiteful. Primitive even.
And yet she had grown angry at Chase and blamed him for her guilt over having hurt him. She made fun of his love for her.
To get rid of her weaknessshe had become so cold, so detached, she hadn't even been able to realize her own feelings.
And it all happened for and because of him. The one who crushed her over and over, the one who faked cancer to get high, the one and only miserable bastard she just had to fall for.
But now it was enough. She couldn't subject herself to it, to him, anymore without loosing herself. She had to stop loving him to stop hating herself, this new ugly her she had become.
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Fired? Fired?! Fired. Because it was time for a change. Sure.
Foreman wouldn't actually demand of House to fire Chase, for all his tough talk, she believed he cared for him. House was lashing out, not knowing what to do to prevent change, to stop people from leaving him without admitting he needed them. He had gone into self-destructive-House-mode.
Meanwhile, the case seemed lost. There was absolutely nothing left to do. Love alone hadn't been able to save her, but as physician she knew that. So why did it hurt anyway?
Chase called her, he wanted to talk to her. First though, she wanted to say good-bye to Foreman. She looked at the framed document with Foreman's highlighted article.
He was her friend, and she hoped to eliminate with her gift whatever guilt he may still be feeling about stealing her article (and stabbing her with an infected needle). She had witnessed all his failed relationships, his non-existent friends, his remorse and frustration over the patient he, they, killed.
But she had also noticed that he seemed to be able to open up to her, even if just a little. So she wrapped her gift for him hoping it would remind him that he has a friend in her, one who cared for him and he could talk to. Of course Cameron didn't expect him to admit that, just like House Foreman never liked to show any more emotion than needed. Still, he had recognized that he was becoming more and more like House, so there was some hope.