Chapter 2
Thirteen headed back to sofa and watched as Cameron started pacing back and forth, looking more irritated then the other woman had ever seen her look before.
"What does he mean 'the morning'? Surely someone will notice we're gone soon and come to look for us?"
Thirteen laid down, staring at the ceiling, remaining considerably calmer than Cameron.
"Actually, we've both finished our shifts. So no, no one is going to notice that we're missing, because we shouldn't be here in the first place." Cameron stood still for a moment and seemed to ponder over the brunettes answer before replying,
"Okay, but this room is always being used, someone will unlock it eventually." Thirteen moved her legs as Cameron came to sit back down, and turned her head to look at the clock in the corner.
"It's already 10:30, and no one really uses this room on Friday's, hospital is too busy. Hate to break It to you, but I think we're suck here til tomorrow morning when the cleaners make their rounds." she sighed and looked back up the ceiling.
"How are you not annoyed at this!" Cameron sounded frustrated as she glared at the person next to her, waiting for an answer.
Of course Thirteen was annoyed; but she'd gotten used to House's crap and had just learnt to deal with it. Besides, the scenario wasn't entirely awful, at least form her point of view. She was locked in a room with possibly the most beautiful doctor in the entire hospital; that in itself outweighed any other disadvantages she could think of at the time being. There was a kitchen, so they had food and drink; a tv and even a bathroom. Heck, the whole scenario could be quite fun if they made it. Still sensing the other doctor's eyes on her, Thirteen allowed her eyes to flicker back down to meet Cameron's.
"It's just House being House, don't satisfy him by getting aggravated. Besides, am I that bad a company?" Thirteen smirked and raised her eyebrows as she watched Cameron become a bit flustered.
"That's not what I meant...I guess you're right." She sighed and leant her head back against the back of the sofa, thinking over the circumstance.
"Wait!" Cameron suddenly shouted as she began frantically rummaging through her pockets, seemingly looking for something, but eventually giving up. "Dammit! You don't happen to have your phone or pager on you do you?"
Thirteen rolled her eyes; how dumb did Cameron think she was. "No Cameron, I don't. They're in my locker, along with everything else. The only thing I have with me is my laptop; and no one is going to read an email at this time." She watched as Cameron sank back down again; finally accepting the situation. Thirteen watched her for a moment before making a decision and getting up to head to the kitchen area.
"What are you doing?" Cameron called out in a rather confused tone.
"Well," the brunette started, "Looks like we're going to be in here for a while, we need some form of entertainment." She shrugged and continued her venture into the kitchen, where she opened the freezer and rooted around in there for a while.
Cameron leant forward curious when she saw the features of the other woman lighten up as she had apparently found what she as looking for. The blonde raised her eyebrows in surprise when she watched a bottle of vodka being retrieved and set down on the side.
"Seriously? You're going to drink straight vodka, that's your idea entertainment? Why is that even in there?" Cameron had now stood up and made her way over to the kitchen, examining the younger doctor intently.
"First off, I'm not drinking it, we're both drinking it. Secondly, there's coke here as well, and thirdly; It's leftovers from last years Christmas party. Me and Taub stashed it in the back in case we were in a situation where we may appreciate it. I don't know about you, but I could sure as hell use a drink, and this seems like the perfect situation." Thirteen was now matching Cameron's glare, trying to convince her that this was a good idea.
"Come on Cameron, It'll be fun!" It took a few more moments of silent persuasion before the blonde finally caved. She sighed and walked away mumbling as she did, "I'll go get the glasses..." Thirteen grinned and resumed her search for the coke.
Cameron returned quickly with two medium sized glasses in her hand before placing them on the worktop next to Thirteen, who had since found the coke and was now stood waiting patiently. She watched the brunette open the vodka and coke and pour the first glass, which to her surprise was handed to her with a smile. She felt bad for expecting so little of Thirteen and made it a point to thank her. The other woman simply shrugged it off and continued to pour herself a glass.
The two of them sat in a rather awkward silence for the next half an hour, each on opposite sides of the room, occasionally sipping on their respective drinks. They weren't trying to ignore each other, it's just that neither of them knew what to say to the other. They hadn't really socialised before; at least not in a friendly way. They'd had the odd conversation when they were working on the same case or passed each other in the hospital, but they were very brief and generally about medical things.
Cameron hadn't intended it to be that way between the two of them. In fact, she'd made a lot of effort in the first few weeks of Thirteen being hired to get to know her. The other woman had simply ignored her and she decided to give up, assuming that she just didn't like her. Although she hadn't admitted it at the time, Cameron was disappointed.; she really thought the two of them could be quite close.
In reality, what Cameron had deduced about Thirteen not liking her couldn't have been more wrong. It was the complete opposite. As soon as Thirteen set eyes on the blonde ER doctor for the first time she was taken aback. She was beautiful, smart, compassionate and completely selfless. Everything about her was perfect...or almost perfect. She was straight. Normally that wouldn't bother Thirteen, she'd even see it as a challenge. But Cameron was with Chase at the time, and therefore off limits. She knew she could potentially fall for the other woman so she gave her the cold shoulder; feeling guilty for it but at the same time knowing that It was in both of their best interests.
Cameron glanced over at the brunette. She'd noticed the woman glance up at her every now and then and then return to look at whatever she was doing. Thirteen had her notepad open again and was making soft strokes with a pen she pulled out of her pocket earlier. She sighed and closed it once again as she placed it on the table in front of her.
Wanting to end the silence as soon as possible, Thirteen got up and headed over towards her laptop bag, which was resting against the sofa she'd been sat on earlier. Cameron looked across interested, wandering what exactly the other woman was doing.
"What sort of music do you like?" was the sudden question from the brunette, who was still focused on the screen.
"Umm.." Cameron let out a long drone as she tried to think of how to describe her music taste. The alcohol must've kicked in because she came up with a blank and just shrugged.
"Any sort I guess," the brunette nodded and continued to fiddle with her laptop, waiting for her iTunes to load up. She figured If they couldn't make conversation, at least having music on in the background would make it a little less awkward. She hoped.
