A/N: I don't own House or any of the characters on the show.

House was standing in the gallery viewing area of the operating room, looking through the glass. He had lost track of the time he had been watching. Once the patient was wheeled into the O.R., it was usually a short time until the surgery was started. This was different. The patient was different. House thought back to how everyone got to this point.

House walked into this office. Cuddy gave him a new patient as soon as he walked in hospital and she told him he had to take it. He asked her why he couldn't get dinner first. He went to the elevator and pushed the button to his floor. He looked down at the patient chart and saw who it was for the first time: Allison Cameron.

It was a blow to see her name on the chart. House figured he would never see her again. He hoped he wouldn't. After all, Cameron was the one that he couldn't stop thinking about. Someone had once told him that you never remember all the women you have, but never forget the ones who get away. Turns out that was true. But it didn't matter anymore. He had pushed her away from that once, twice, he couldn't remember how many times.

House got off the elevator and went into his office. Through the glass, he watched his team. They had all received a copy of the new patient's chart and discovered who it was. He watched their reactions.

Foreman seemed to take it the hardest. He was like a big brother to Cameron during her time with House. Sure, they had their arguments, but they were always there for each other when it mattered most. House saw a tear fall down Chase's cheek. He had chosen the hospital over her. Thirteen was very stoic. She appeared lost in thought, staring into nothingness. Taub was nervously looking about, unsure of what to do at the moment.

House entered the diagnosing area. He picked up his dry erase marker and wrote "WET COUGH" and "FEVER" on the board.

"Patient is presenting with persistent fever and wet cough," House started. "Diagnosis?"

"House," Foreman started. "She..."

"The patient," House interrupted.

"It's Cameron," he said.

"I know that," House said, looking to the ground. "Fever, wet cough persistent for two weeks are the symptoms. Causes?"

"Elevated white count suggests infection," Foreman said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Put her on antibiotics and it should cure everything."

"She's been on antibiotics for three days," Taub said. "It hasn't improved her symptoms. General antibiotics aren't working."

"Then we need a more target one," Foreman replied. "Collect blood cultures and we'll know what they infection is and get the specific antibiotic for it."

"Why not viral?" Taub suggested. "It would produce a fever, cough, and explain why the antibiotics wouldn't work."

"Why not Q Fever pneumonia?" Thirteen asked. "We could find out easily with a chest x-ray."

"She's already had a QVAX shot," Chased answered.

"Pertussis?" Thirteen tried again.

House was busy writing on the white board. He had bacteria, virus, a crossed out Q fever, and pertussis on the board.

"So what do we do?" Taub asked and all eyes turned to House.

"Thirteen, get a chest x-ray," House instructed. "Foreman, get some blood cultures. Taub, start her on interferon."

"What about me?" Chase asked.

"There's plenty of people in the clinic waiting for someone."

Everyone stood up and went on their way.

Foreman was drawing blood from Cameron. It was easy with the IV in her arm. He pulled the syringe until he collected 10 milliliters of blood. He then took the syringe and filled one of the two blood bottles and then repeated the procedure for the other.

Each blood bottle had a designed growth medium. One was designed for aerobic bacteria, the other for anaerobic bacteria. When put into incubation, the bacteria in the blood should grow, allowing it to be diagnosed.

"What are you doing, Eric?" Cameron asked.

"Taking blood cultures," Foreman replied, a little confused.

"That's not what I meant. Thirteen told me that I was scheduled for a chest x-ray later. Now you're taking blood cultures. I thought House would have some idea."

"There's a difference of opinions in the diagnostic room. Your symptoms are a little vague. We're just covering all bases."

Foreman noticed that Cameron was looking nervous. She coughed and coughed. When she stopped, Foreman spoke.

"In 48 hours, the bacteria will grow and we'll give you an answer."

Cameron half smiled. Shortly after Foreman left, Taub came in with a new IV bag to hook up. While he was doing that, Cameron read what it was.

"Interferon?" she asked. "I thought Foreman said it was bacterial."

"Your antibiotics weren't working," Taub explained. "It's more than likely viral." Taub input the drip rate into the pump. "You should start to feel better soon."