Scars Don't Heal

A ChaseCam/Chase & Cameron/Chameron (Whatever you choose to call them) FanFiction

Set After Chase and Cameron's break up in Fetal Position (Season 3 Episode 17)

Disclaimer: As much as I wish I do I DON'T own House or any of it's characters. I do own this plotline (actually it was a dream I had a while back with some changes so it would make sense)

This is my first FanFiction so please review and tell me anything that needs inproving or any suggestions for later on.

Chapter One: Someone New

It was a cold night. Cameron's friend, Anabel had insisted on setting her up on a blind date, Cameron didn't want to but she finally had given in to Anabel and let her set up this date. She stood outside Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital waiting for Anabel's friend, Dylan to pick her up. She heard cars driving in and out of the hospital parking lot. She didn't bring a bag because she didn't want the extra things to carry around. She had her cell phone and money in her pockets. A blue car pulled up in front of her. A man put his arm and head out of the window.

"Are you Anabel's friend, Allison?" He asked her.

"Yes" Cameron responded "You must be Dylan."

"That's me" Dylan said enthusiastically.

Cameron smiled and got into the front passenger seat, buckled her seat belt. Dylan put his head back into the car, turned his head towards Cameron and smiled at her. She smiled in return. Then they drove away from the hospital.

"So what do you do for a living?" Cameron asked Dylan, They were sitting at a table near the window in a Italian restaurant that wasn't far from the hospital.

"I'm an architect" Dylan replies "I work with Anabel."

A waiter approached the table. "Are you ready to order?" He asked them.

"Yes." Dylan replied.

While Dylan was ordering his meal Cameron looked out the window to see Chase walking past 'He must be walking home' she thought to herself. He looked though the window and his eyes met hers for a split second but she turned away quickly. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him sigh and continue to walk away. 'Chase is all in the past' she assured herself 'I don't have feelings for him, I never will'. It was only three days after she had put a stop to their 'Uncomplicated sex'. Chase had feelings for her that she didn't want to return.

"What do you want to eat?" Dylan asked her, she turned back to Dylan and immediately forgot about Chase.

They ordered their food and talked over dinner about people they knew, work, hobbies, foods, places and anything else there was to talk about. To Cameron he came across as a nice person to be around and there wasn't much that he said that she didn't agree with.

At about 10pm they got up, split the bill and left the restaurant.

Cameron directed Dylan to her apartment so that he could drop her off.

After a short drive they pulled up outside her apartment. Cameron unbuckled her seat belt and opened the door.

"Thanks...I had fun." Cameron said to him while getting out of the car.

"I'll walk you up." Dylan said as he pulled the key out of the car.

"There really is no need." Cameron said to him, now out of the car leaning through the window of the now closed car door.

"I insist." He said as he got out of the car.

"Okay then." Cameron said.

They walked up the stairs and down the hallway until they reached her apartment door.

"This is mine" Cameron said stopping at the door "Thanks for tonight, it was... really nice" She said with her back to her apartment door.

He lent forwards to kiss her. She turned her head so he only kissed her cheek. She turned back and he started to look embarrassed and angry. Cameron got a bit frightened at the look he gave her after she turned her head away from him

"Goodnight" Cameron said gently as she walked into her apartment to shut the door.

All of a sudden he pushed hard on the door with all his force sending Cameron to the ground. Cameron hit her head hard on the floor and slowly started to get up, Dylan shut the door, then pushed her back down and sat on her pulling off her shirt. Cameron tried to scream but all that came out was a squeak.

"Stop. Please" she begged him but she knew he was much stronger then her and could easily snap her small body in half. She struggled all she could but he was far too strong for her and when she struggled the more he would hit her or pin her to the floor, the more she tried to get away the harder it became. She reached into her pocket to grab her phone but Dylan saw her hand, snatched her phone and smashed her phone against the wall. She struggled and struggled but she couldn't get out of his grasp at all.

She didn't understand, he seemed like such a nice guy it was hard to believe that he was doing this to her. This was easily the worst night of her life.