Happy Birthday Thirteen

Chapter II

Author's note: With urging all around, I am going to continue this. It might not be very good but whatever. Enjoy!

The next day at work, Cameron was unbelievably happy. She was bouncing around the ER like nothing could faze her, and it couldn't. In fact, she had just gotten vomited on by a kid who had food poisoning. She was in the locker room changing her scrubs when she thought of the night before. That blue haired stripper really was attractive, maybe she would go back to the club. Lap dances were only twenty dollars, but she didn't want to go alone. Maybe Thirteen would be up for another round of drinks.

She tossed her pink scrubs once she had a new pair on and headed towards House's office. She was supposed to go through the mail there anyway, and if she saw Thirteen it would just be an added bonus. Going through House's mail was easy, he didn't take anything that looked like what he called "fan mail" or "requests". Those envelopes were usually self addressed and easy to pick out.

When she entered the conference room, Thirteen was in there alone, asleep with her head on the table. Cameron looked over at her, as loud as she was being, Thirteen was not waking up. She didn't want to wake her either, she looked like a perfect little sleeping angel. After watching her breathe in and out for a moment, Cameron went to House's office and picked up the mail that was in his inbox. She brought it into the conference room and sat down at the desk there while she started to sort.

The first one was a bill, House had instructed her to throw those out unless they were final notices. This one was not, so she set it aside. That was when she felt a sneeze coming on. She still didn't want to wake Thirteen so she got up and started to head out of the room quickly but the sneeze came. It was loud and body racking. It was followed by another loud one, and this caused Thirteen to bolt upright.

"I'm on it I swear!" Thirteen exclaimed, which caused Cameron to laugh. The confused brunette turned her head and the two of them made eye contact. Cameron walked over to the table and sat down.

"Long night?"

"Just as I was getting in the door House demanded I come back here. I haven't slept and I'm just a tad hungover." Thirteen said looking at her watch, "Where is everyone?"

"You're asking the wrong person." Cameron replied. She hadn't seen any of the team or House on her way up. "How do you feel about drinks tonight?" Thirteen turned and looked at her swiftly. Surely the girl was wondering where this sudden romance was coming from. Cameron didn't know that she had been admired from afar for the longest time by the brunette doctor, but she didn't care. Something was going to happen between them that night and she already knew it.

"Sure. What did you have in mind?"

"Christie's? 8:00?" Cameron asked and then shrugged. Thirteen nodded stupidly. "Good, I'm driving this time." Without another word, Cameron got up and left, a smile crossing her face as she did. Tonight was going to be fun.

* * *

When they arrived at Christie's that night, the first girl Cameron spotted was the jade blue dancer, if she remembered correctly, the girl's name was Tasha. She wasn't dancing on stage or anything, she was just very easy to pick out due to the light blue hair. Cameron didn't even think it was a wig, it looked too messy to be one. Even if it was, it didn't matter, the girl could pull off the look. They took a seat near the stage, and a waitress approached them. Being that it was a thursday night, there was hardly anyone in there, and for that Cameron was glad.

"What can I get you two?" The waitress asked, the name tag perched above her ample breasts read "Marina".

"I'll have a vodka and cranberry." Cameron said and then looked over to the woman who was quickly becoming her date.

"Jack and Coke for me." Thirteen said, and if memory served, that was what she had last night. Another girl took the stage, the announcer said her name was Desiree. She was beautiful with long blond hair and a curvy body but Cameron only wanted to look at Thirteen. After a moment, Thirteen noticed this gaze and spoke up, "Why are you looking at me? The dancer is up there." She said jokingly.

"No one could top you." Cameron said dreamily and then snapped back into the real world where she had a fiance and was getting married in a matter of weeks. She started to blush madly and turned her head away, wondering if she had just said that out loud. As she was turned away, her eyes met Tasha's. It seemed the girl recognized them and she came over right away.

"It's so nice to see a lesbian couple here! You guys are just too cute!" Tasha squealed over the loud music.

"Oh, we're not a couple." Thirteen spoke up, looking at Cameron weird because of the last comment she had made.

"Really? You sure look like it." Tasha replied and pulled up a chair.

"What she means is, we're not a couple yet. This is our first official date." Cameron spoke up, wondering where the words were coming from. The drinks arrived and Thirteen quickly picked up hers and downed half of it. Tasha watched this with wide eyes, but Cameron explained. "She's a little nervous."

"Nervous? That's not the word I would use." Thirteen said and then let out a shaky laugh. Tasha smiled.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of." Tasha said, "You two would be perfect together I can just tell." Cameron laughed and turned to look at Thirteen, and the girl produced the free lap dancing certificate from her pocket.

"I think my new girlfriend would like a lap dance Tasha." Thirteen said, sliding the piece of paper across the table. This seemed to startle Cameron, and Thirteen knew this was going to be her very first lap dance, from a woman at least.

"That was a gift, Remy, it's for you--"

"To do with as I wish. And it would make me more than happy to see you get a lap dance from Tasha." Thirteen interrupted her. Tasha put her hand over the paper and slid it back in Thirteen's direction.

"This one is on the house." Tasha said, and then looked deep into Cameron's eyes. Cameron looked back, she was completely shaken. She found the woman attractive, sure, but she had seen what a lap dance was like the previous night and didn't know if she could handle it.

"Are you sure, Remy?" Cameron asked, breaking from Tasha's gaze.

"Oh yeah, I'm sure." Thirteen replied and then took another gulp of her drink. Cameron turned back to the dancer and smiled.

"She always gets what she wants." Cameron said with a nervous laugh. Tasha winked at her and stripped off her emerald green outfit, a change from the blue one she was wearing the previous night. Up close, Cameron noticed how wonderful the girl's body was. Perky breasts, flat stomach, curvaceous ass. She was sure Thirteen's body could top all of this, Tasha was merely the appetizer.

Tasha started the dance, climbing into Cameron's lap and rubbing her chest into the waiting doctor's face. Thirteen sat back and sipped her drink. All Cameron wanted to do was reach up and touch the breasts presented in front of her. She was sure she wasn't allowed to do that though. Maybe it was a good sign that this woman was turning her on so much. She never thought that she could be turned on by another woman, but here it was, happening.

She watched as the girl jiggled around, rubbing herself all over Cameron and even nipping at her thighs. Cameron could only imagine what Thirteen was thinking. Maybe this was turning her on just as much. She wouldn't be able to tell til later though, and oh boy would she be able to tell. Once the dance was over, Tasha leaned in and kissed Cameron on the cheek. By that time, Cameron's face was beet red. She was completely flustered and didn't know what to do or say.

"Oh no you didn't! No one kisses my new girlfriend!" Thirteen said in a mock-stern tone of voice. Before Cameron could say anything to the contrary, Thirteen grabbed her and kissed her on the mouth passionately. Tasha laughed, and watched the two as they started to make out. Once Cameron started kissing Thirteen, she couldn't find the will power in her to stop. Thirteen was the one to finally break the kiss, and she was all smiles even though she was out of breath.

"Can I go home with you two?" Tasha asked, half joking.

"Sorry, this one is all mine." Thirteen replied with a smile, "Maybe next time we need to spice things up in the bedroom."

"Sounds awesome." Tasha said and then she was beckoned by a man sitting at the bar behind them, "Gotta go, he's a regular. Enjoy your night." With that, the jade blue dancer left them there. Cameron's whole body was trembling with arousal, and she didn't know what to do. She could barely speak at that point. All she really wanted to do was jump on Thirteen and fuck her right there, but she knew that she couldn't.

"You okay Al?"

"I um...bathroom." Was all Cameron could get out and then got up and headed over to the door that was marked "Women" with a neon sign. She didn't take one look back as she left because she knew she wouldn't have the power not to jump on her companion at that point. She burst into the bathroom and immediately went over to the sink and ran the water ice cold. When she looked into the mirror, she saw how flushed her face was. It was well lit in that room, unlike the rest of the club.

She cupped her hands under the flow and splashed the cold water across her face. That was when the door opened. It was Thirteen, "You okay? You rushed out of there so fast I--" Before the brunette could finish, Cameron pulled her in tightly and started to initiate a passionate kiss. Thirteen kissed back hungrily, and slowly they backed up until they were sitting in the large, red, cushioned chair in the corner. The sinks were separate from the stalls so they had plenty of room.

Thirteen sat down and then pulled Cameron onto her so the other girl was straddling her thigh. She put her hands on her co-worker's hips and started to push her downward, stimulating Cameron with her thigh. Cameron moaned out and leaned in to get another kiss after a gulp of air. It didn't take a genius to figure out what Thirteen wanted her to do, and pretty soon she was grinding down on her own. Back and fourth, up and down, working herself into such a state of arousal that she could swear that by the time she orgasmed she was going to pass out.

There they were, in the bathroom of a strip club. She had just gotten one lap dance, and barely had any alcohol. Every second that passed she knew that this attraction was real and not some drunken one night stand. She wanted Remy with every fiber of her being, she wanted to love the woman, caress her body, give her all. As she continued grinding, she felt herself quickly approaching orgasm.

"Remy I--"

"Shh, I know." Thirteen responded. As Cameron rode over the edge into oblivion she pulled Thirteen into another kiss, moaning her pleasure as she came, over and over and over again. Her whole body rocked, her hips thrust down, she was in some sort of crazy ecstasy. When she opened her eyes again, she looked into Remy's and her body went limp. She laid in the woman's arms, tears coming to her eyes. Had she found a kindred spirit? And what was she going to do about Chase? Everything was flashing so quickly before her eyes and she realized what she had done, she had cheated on her fiance. Quickly she snapped to attention and stood up. "What? What's wrong?"

"I, um..." Cameron stuttered as she reached into her back pocket for her wallet, "I have to go. Here's cab faire." She produced twenty dollars and dropped it into Thirteen's lap.

"Allison, wait--" But before she could finish that sentence, Cameron was gone, leaving Thirteen alone with a broken heart.