Chapter 2-
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House's POV
Staring at Cameron as she wrenched over the bin, I was frozen in shock. I was normally so good at reading people, how could I have missed something like this with someone I spend so much time with and cared for so deeply. She was pregnant. She had to have been, Cameron was never sick, and now I think about it, the clues were in front of my face. I didn't even know if the child was mine, or if she even knew. My mind zoomed back to reality and I saw Chase crouching next to Cameron, as Foreman and Wilson watched on, with worried expressions written all over their faces.
"Do you need some water?" Chase was asking, as Cameron shook her head. Chase was so in love with Cameron, and she didn't even notice, the same way she didn't even notice I was.
As Cameron tried to independently struggle to her feet, Foreman jumped up from his chair to come to her aid, with Chase also holding her upright.
"Are you ok? Where's your pain?" Foreman inquired.
Cameron stared at the floor, disorientated. Then, to the surprise of everyone in the room she collapsed onto the floor.
2 Weeks Later:
House's POV
It had been 2 weeks since Cameron's little "episode" in the office and she was still in the hospital. She had not awoken yet, and all I had been told was that she had been suffering from severe dehydration, accompanied with some condition they could not share, because I wasn't family, and because they thought she probably wouldn't want everyone to know. After stealing her file, I knew that it was acute morning sickness, confirming my suspicion she was pregnant.
That evening, I found Wilson after work in the lobby and dragged him to a bar where we drowned our sorrows.
"So what's the big occasion?" Wilson wondered.
"Do I really need a reason to take my good friend out for a well deserve drink?" I replied
"Most people, no. You, yes!" He opposed.
And he was right. It was then I told Wilson everything. The sex, the talk outside her apartment and the baby.
"Oh my God House! Not only did you hide the fact you slept with Cameron and the fact that you have actual feeling for somebody other than yourself, but you have a baby on the way!" Wilson exclaimed.
"Now don't get all warm and fuzzy! I don't even know if she knows, or how she feels about me, or the baby for that matter. Or if she even knows she's pregnant at all! She told me how she felt that morning before she collapsed and it didn't seem too promising!" I argued
"Maybe it was a pregnancy hormone thing. You know how woman are?"
"Ummmm, no I don't. One has never stuck around long enough for me have experienced feelings. You know… Swedish hookers and all!" I explained.
Abruptly, the conversation ended with the insipid beep of my pager, I glanced at the message
911 Cameron
Oh no! I limped to my car as fast as lighting and sped off at full speed and only then did I remember I had left Wilson all alone.
Cameron's POV
I woke up to hear the beeping of hospital machines. As my eye lids flickered, I adjusted to the light and saw the scenery around me. I was in a hospital room, with Chase by my side, holding my hand. I tried to make words come out, but all that came was a weird gurgle in my throat. I knew that I had passed out in the office, and puked, but nothing since then, it was like a blank page.
After hearing the noise I made, Chase's ears pricked up and he stared at me, smiling like I'd never seen him before.
"Thank the Lord you are ok!" He exclaimed in the Aussie accent of his.
"What happened?" I murmured.
"Cameron, 2 weeks ago you passed out in the office and it turned out you had severe dehydration and another condition they said they couldn't tell us about." Chase explained. "Actually I'll get a nurse in to tell you, page me if you need anything, because I really need to talk to you about something later." Chase said, getting up from the visitor's seat.
"Thanks Chase." I smiled
"Anything that will help you get better…" he replied, leaving the room.
Within moments a nurse appeared. I saw Chase stood outside the door watching in eagerly, in a protective kind of way. The nurse told me about the dehydration, and the acute morning sickness combined, which was why I fainted. She told me no harm had come to the foetus inside of me.
"I had an abortion booked for last week, which obviously I missed, can I reschedule?" I questioned
The nurse gave me an almost horrified look.
"Not in your current condition, maybe next week." She glared at me, walking out the room.
One more week… I thought to myself.
House's POV
I arrived at the hospital and limped to my full capacity to Cameron room. To my surprise and relief she was awake in her bed, talking and laughing…to Chase.
I strode into the room.
"Chase I need some time with Cameron. Please leave." I ordered.
"Page me if you need anything Ally" Chase smiled at Cameron, and then left like a scared little puppy.
"I will," Cameron replied gleefully.
I couldn't shake the feeling of annoyance I had that Chase had called her Ally, not Cameron, or even Allison, but Ally.
"What do you want House?" Cameron grumbled once we were alone.
"You're pregnant." I stated.
"No I'm not." She denied, playing a poker face.
"Cameron, I stole your medical records when they wouldn't tell me what was wrong with you. I'm sure you've talked to a nurse and know by now if you didn't before. This isn't a game anymore, this is a baby's life, our baby." I objected.
She stared at the sheets of her bed before replying, "Don't you think I know that House. But I'd always thought you didn't believe in babies before birth. That up until the point of birth they were just a jumbled of genes, what changed?" She snarled.
That was true. But now that it was mine and Cameron's baby it was different. A piece of me and the woman I loved so deeply bound into one. A way to get Cameron to give our relationship a chance. I tried to explain that to her. "Cameron, I thought you believed the opposite. You love kids and you believe life starts at conception, you told me that. Maybe you've changed me, I don't know! But I think I have feelings for you, deeper than friendship, and I want to be a family with you."
"That's not enough House. I don't want anything to do with you. Next week, as soon as possible, I'm booking an abortion and then I'm leaving town." She interjected.
And with a short sentence like that, my world collapsed in on me and it felt like the worse pain in the world. I stormed out of the room for a chance to escape.