Author's Note: This just came to me. Plus I was procrastinating. My Poe paper won't write itself, but neither will fanfiction. At the moment, I cared more about my fanfiction. Oh, well.
Cameron gets blamed a lot for what happened with Chase, and that can turn people off of Chameron. I don't understand it, but whatever. Anyway, this is her take on what happened between them and why it did.

Disclaimer: I don't own House, M.D., no matter how awesome that would be.

Cameron wasn't sure what it was about Chase that had made her choose him for her little "friends with benefits" deal. She'd told him at the time that he was the one she was least likely to fall in love with, but that didn't appear to be the case exactly. She was sure she was addicted to him, so her question that night had been simple – just get what you need, and get out.

"Any idea how you want to celebrate?" But Chase, apparently, had no intention of taking it easy on her. Chase – the strong one, the one who could see their relationship for what it really was – but she wouldn't let him, denied them the chance to be together.

Yet, Chase wouldn't let it go. She tried to convince him that it had just been sex – just really good, mind-blowing sex she would add in her head – but it was over. They were over.

Cameron couldn't let herself get attached. Attachment could only lead to more heartbreak, and she'd already had enough. But Chase, she couldn't break her attachment to Chase. He began reminding her every Tuesday just what it was they had, what they could have had, and every Tuesday, she caved just a little bit more.

But she didn't want him to know. She couldn't afford a relationship with Chase, so she kept him in the dark, kept him thinking she really had no feelings for him whatsoever. She was sure he didn't believe her. He'd said so himself, hadn't he?

"C'mon, you have feelings for puppies and patients that you barely know but when it comes to a guy that you've worked with for 3 years? Had sex with, spent the night with, you're telling me you feel nothing? Absolutely nothing?"

Still, she tried to keep it up, tried so hard to push him away, and then, that one night, at the diner, he'd finally gone. He told her 'Tuesdays' were silly, and she didn't quite know how to respond.

It threw her inside. Yeah, she'd been trying to push Chase away, but only because she couldn't deal with her real feelings, her true feelings. And now, he was gone – gone from her work, gone from her life. That was something she didn't want, something she was sure she wouldn't be able to deal with, but she tried. For the next little while she tried, but Cameron hadn't ever been the strong one. Chase was.

So, finally, she'd ended up here – outside Chase's apartment door. The door behind her opened, and she jumped, not expecting Chase to come out yet. Part of her wanted to run, but another stronger part wanted to stay.

"Hi," he said, looking genuinely confused and oh-so-adorable.

"It's Tuesday," was all that would come out of her mouth, which was stupid, because it was Monday, as Chase pointed out not two seconds later.

"Uhh... no, it's Monday."

"I know," Cameron blurted, an automatic reaction to any situation that she felt uncomfortable in. "It's just…"

Just what? That you love him? Yes, but how to say it?

"I didn't feel like waiting," she finished, giving him a sheepish smile as she waited for him to take in the news, and after a moment, he had it processed, had it worked out in that brain of his.

And all he did was smile, actually smile, which got Cameron smiling as well, before he leaned in, and his lips met hers. And then she knew.

This was why. This was why she'd chosen Robert Chase for her "friends with benefits" situation. He wasn't the least likely for her to fall in love with but the most, and this was what she had needed all along.