I have never done this before, so I'm more doing it for fun. Thanks to any one who reads it. It starts off quite slow, the first few chapters are just to establish the characters before moving into the thick of it.
Chapter One
He strode through the door his blue eyes skimming over the ducklings before making his way to the whiteboard.
"Roll call kiddies! We've got a new case"
"Finally…" Chase muttered under his breath, while stirring his coffee at the bench.
"When I call your name please indicate your presence…Foreman?" Continued House.
"For Christs sakes we're not children" Forman retorted.
"Ah, Check!" House said in glee, drawing an imaginary tick in the air.
"Shut up House" Chase said walking from the coffee machine and pulling up a chair.
"Mind your language in the classroom boy! You're getting to big for your boots. Next time wait until I've called your name…" House scoffed disapprovingly.
"Now…one more…I'm sure. Who was it? Smart, pretty, quiet one?"
Cameron sighed audibly but didn't take her eyes off a letter in front of her. Her eyes were tired, and she looked confused and angry. House frowned and tapped his marker on the board noticing Cameron's mood. "Hmm, I suppose that counts…" He mused.
"Are you gonna write up the symptoms yet?" Foreman asked impatiently, sick of playing around. House remained silent for once, watching Cameron's face as she scribbled ferociously over something she had written.
"I need my coffee first..." He said after a while, without taking his eyes off Cameron. Chase began to get out of his seat but House cut him off.
"Sit down, you don't know the meaning of good coffee."
He limped over to the table and raised his cane.
"Earth to Cameron!" He said loudly, hitting the table with the cane. Somehow unfazed Cameron got up and walked to the coffee machine without looking at House.
House was curious, but decided it could wait, he could annoy her and find out what was wrong later. Right now they had a patient to save.
He wrote up the symptoms and possible diagnoses suggested by Chase and Foreman, not failing to notice Cameron's silence, nor the worried frown she wore as she stared out the window.
House ordered Foreman and Chase to do blood tests and went to stand by Cameron once they had left. She kept her eyes on the table.
" If you're not going to be of any use here you may as well go home" He said gruffly.
"I'll go do a more extensive history then" She replied in a flat voice, still not looking up at House. She scraped her chair back and stood but before she could turn to leave House grabbed her elbow and looked at her frowning. For once he could see no kindness or compassion in her eyes, just some sort of anger and sadness. Her only reaction was a raised eyebrow and he let her elbow go and watched her leave.
House had never seen Cameron like this, sure she had been sad many times, usually because of himself. But he'd never seen her this bad, so bland, distracted and aggravated.
The door burst open and House looked up to see a very stressed looking Cuddy with a pleading look on her face.
"Please House? The clinics over ridden and I know you have a case but..." Cuddy trailed off as House strode past her, out the door and towards the lifts, still deep in thought. Cuddy stared after him shocked, before shaking her head and walking away.
House barely registered any of his patient's presences, as he thought about Cameron. He was slightly amused and annoyed that he took such interest, but he was curious and couldn't shake the feeling that this was over more than a terminal kitten. Or whatever. Contrary to popular belief, House did care when it all came down to it, not that he would ever admit it. But he knew he wouldn't be able to concentrate until Cameron was back to her usual self.
Cameron walked languidly out of the patient's room but as soon as she was around the corner she rested her hand on the wall and bent over slightly as the tightness in her chest pursued and threatened to turn her into a crying heap. She tried desperately to hold herself together, telling herself just to get through the day and deal with it at home. Away from Foreman's friendly care, Chase's naïve concern and House's lack of any of the above. House's prying eyes irritated her almost as much as they hurt her. He was only curious, and she wondered what it would take for him to care. Would he care if she told him? Or would he dismiss her, his curiosity satisfied? Realising her tears couldn't wait she straightened and walked briskly to the office before heading towards the toilets.
