disclaimer: If i owned it, House and Cameron would be together by now
This is the first chapter of my first fanfic. If you have any advice or scene requests please let me know! I'll give you credit, I promise!
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Allison Cameron was making coffee for the boys when Cuddy walked in looking very perturbed. House immediatly started making lewd
comments on how tired she looked and if she had a late night.
"Cameron, could I see you for a second?"
"Yeah, sure." She turned off the coffee maker and made her way towards the glass door only to be stopped by House's cane.
"You, can't have her Cuddy, she's mine!"
"House, knock it off!"
"But she hasn't even finished making my coffee yet!"
"Deal with it." House pulled his cane away and Cameron followed Cuddy to her office.
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When the two women arrived in the office there was an six year old waiting for them in a chair outside and a police officer within.
"Are you Allison Cameron, the sister of Jessica Cameron?" The cop said apprehensively.
"Yes, is something wrong? Is Jessie in trouble?" Cameron was getting scared. Jessie was her older sister by eight years and her last
living relative.
"Ms. Cameron I'm sorry to tell you but your sister committed suicide last night...she hung herself from a staircase." The cop never once
looked her in the eye. "You are the only contact we could find and your sister stated in her will that you would recieve custody of your niece
rowan-"
"The girl outside?" Cameron had become very pale.
"Yes."
Cuddy was sitting behind her desk writing a check. "You have two weeks paid vacation to get everything taken care of. I don't want to see
you working until then."
Cameron took the check and walked out of the office. Rowan looked up at her expectantly. "Are you my Aunt Ally?"
"Yeah. I'm your mom's younger sister. Is it ok if you live with me?" Cameron kneeled down to look Rowan in the eyes. Rowan looked down
for a moment then flung herself at Cameron and started to sob into her lab coat.
"I w-want my m-mom back..."
"I know, I want her back too." Cameron rocked the crying child until she calmed down.
"She has a duffel back in my trunk. The rest of their things are at this address." The cop gave her a slip of paper with a New York
address. "The landlady says she can wait a week for you to clear out your sisters belongings."
Cameron nodded over her neice's shoulder. "Thank you." She picked up Rowan and made her way to the garage.