Another totally fluffy, completely and random Hameron story. Enjoy, and please review!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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Wilson was worried as he pulled up to Cameron's apartment building. She was never late for work, so Cuddy had asked him to swing by and check on her.
He pulled the key out of the ignition and climbed out of the car, then hurried into the apartment building. He was hoping that she had just missed her alarm clock, or that he would catch her walking out of her apartment. But he quickly reached the door, and there was no sign of her.
He hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door. "Allison?"
There was a sudden crash, and he frowned. "Allison, it's Wilson. Answer the door."
Suddenly he heard a muffed scream, and he panicked. "Cameron, answer the door!" He pounded on the door.
A louder scream reached his ears, and he reached up for the key he knew she kept in case of emergencies. He grabbed it, then quickly unlocked the door and barged inside. "Cameron, are you okay?"
Another scream echoed from the hall, and he hurried toward the sound. "Cameron, answer me!"
There was more crashing and more cries, and he pushed open her bedroom door.
"Oh, my God!"
He covered his eyes and backed out of the room, swearing as House laughed.
Next time, he wouldn't even bother coming by.
He would just call.
The End.
A/N: Thanks for reading this fluffy, gooey, Wilson scarring story. Please remember to review!