A/N: Well I have been reading and reviewing for about a month now, and this is my first shot, so please be gentle with me. This is actually an intro to a longer story, but the rest of it is not going anywhere at the moment, so here is what I have to share.
Disclaimer: If I owned House, well, I'd be drooling over Hugh Laurie in person instead of at my computer.
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He stared at her outstretched hand, its perfect shape emanating love and electricity, warmth. He couldn't bring himself to touch her, afraid that once he did, he wouldn't be able to let go. She had the face of an angel and all he could do was stare from under his brow, willing her with his mind to 'just go, hurry, before I'm forced to feel.'
Am I hallucinating again? No, that was real, that was over a year ago…
She stood, leaning against the doorway to his room in the ICU, a classic beauty in black slacks and a nondescript sweater. Her hair was mussed, as if she'd just awoken herself.
"You're clenching," he said. "I hate it when you do that."
She smiled slowly. "I guess that means you're okay. Same old House." She walked to the bed, automatically checking his vitals and readouts from the machines attached to him. "I told Cuddy to give you Ketamine like you asked, but it'll be a few days before we can be sure that it worked." She pulled up the guest chair from the corner and sat as close as she could to the bed.
"What happened to…" Moriarty? No…"…the guy…who shot me?"
She sighed. "He left the room after he shot you, got into the elevator without being seen. But Foreman called security as soon as he was out of our sight. They shot him, he's dead."
"I dreamed that he…I…"
"It doesn't matter now. You can tell me about it later. Right now you still need to rest. I'll see if I can smuggle up a sandwich for you from the cafeteria." As she spoke, she dared to touch him lightly on the wrist. He looked down at her hand, its perfect shape full of warmth, as it had been so long ago.
"Cameron?" He said, almost in a whisper. "Thank you."
"Just rest. I'll be back." She said, turning away and walking out the door before he could see her tear up.