The shrill ringing of his house phone jerked House and Cameron from their sleep. Cameron looked around for the source of the noise while House picked his up and chucked it at the wall. Cameron found the answering machine, but no phone. She grabbed the nearest pillow and pulled it over her head.
"House, it's Wilson and Cuddy. The mom's here. Sort of. Come in." The answering machine beeped off and Cameron heard her cell vibrating she flipped it open.
"Hello?" the other person talked. "Okay, I'll be in soon." Again they talked. "Yeah I can." She closed her phone uncurled and stretched. She pulled out her jeans pulled them on over the boxers she was wearing and walked over to House's door, "House get up."
"No." was the muffled response.
"Now."
"Unless your ass is naked I'm not getting out of my bed." He grunted.
"House!" she yelled.
"Fine." He grumbled and she heard him roll out of bed, shuffle around and came to the door, "Let's go." Cameron followed him out of the house and down to his bike. They got on and House sped off toward the hospital. Cuddy and Wilson were waiting for them by the nurses station, with someone neither of them recognized.
"Cuddles, why are we here?"
"The mother's here, sort of."
"Sort of?" House asked incredulously.
"This is her partner, Hunter Taylor, he's an immunologist. She will call him and answer any question's until she can get here."
"Where is she?" House asked.
"In Europe."
"She'll be here in a few hours or days." Dr. Taylor said.
"Good." House said, "Why am I here?"
"He's running a 105 degree temperature."
"Okay the kid has the flu, can I go?"
"Don't you think we've already thought of that?" Dr. Taylor snapped.
House glared at him, ineffectively, "you're snark and glares won't work on me Dr. House."
"Alright so what are the rest of the symptoms?"
"He says he has stomach pains and then he gets hungry he eats a whole pizza and he's still hungry. Deathly hungry."
"Alright, Cuddy do a sonogram, Wilson go ask more questions, Cameron come with me, Dr. Taylor stay." He said limping off. Cameron sent an apologetic look toward Hunter and followed behind House.
House sat down in his chair and gestured for Cameron to sit. She did and House stared at her massaging his hand.
"What did you do to your hand?"
"Nothing."
"House."
"I hit something." Cameron stared at him.
"House did you go hit Chase?"
"Why on earth would I hit him?" he said extremely seriously. She shrugged and went to get some ice for him. She came back and gently set the paper towel wrapped bag of ice on his hand and sat down.
"There's nothing there." Cuddy said, "Nothing."
House sighed, "Alright, well go do something not in my office." House said. She walked out rolling her eyes and House turned to Cameron, "Where are you going to stay?"
"I don't know, I'll get a hotel or something."
"If you want you can stay with me."
"Are you asking me to stay with you House?"
"Yes, Cameron. I am."
"Why?"
"The closer you are the easier it is to figure out your puzzle."
"I though you already had me figured out." Cameron grinned.
"There's always more pieces being added." He shot back. Cameron smiled and said nothing else as she walked out.
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Cuddy was sitting in her office doing some paper work when her door slammed open, "Where is my son?"
Cuddy looked up and gasped, "Ammie."
8 years before.
The loud blasting music echoed through the empty hospital. Loud panting mixed with laughter could be heard from the immunology office. Pounding of feet and clapping from the four doctors in the room "Come on Greg!" the red headed doctor taunted, "you can do better then that." She said her feet moving like a cheetah.
He swatted at her and sped up his young blue eyes lighting up with joy as they came to the end off the song and both of them collapsed to the ground panting heavily, "I so won!"
"You wish. You, Gregory House, can't accept being beaten by a girl."
"I so beat you Ammie!" he panted.
They both sat up and looked at the screen, "Damn another tie!"
"Alright you two take a break, our turn." Lisa said helping Ammie and Greg to their feet.
"Happy Happy day Greg." Ammie laughed.
"Happy Happy day Ammie."
Present
"Ammie, what are you doing here?"
"Where is my son Lisa?" she asked again.
"Who's your son?"
"Gregory Carter."
"Oh, he's your son. No wonder you requested House." She just looked at her.
"Follow me." Cuddy said standing up and walking out.
"Ammie Heron!" Wilson called.
"It's Ammie Taylor now." She said following Cuddy into her sons room, "Greg!" she yelled happily hugging the little boy.
"MOM!" he smiled hugging her back.
"I told you she'd come." Jason said. Ammie turned and gave Jason a look that could be mistaken for House's.
"You weren't going to call me." She hissed.
"What?"
"You heard me." She snapped walking out of the room and to the elevator, "HOLD THE ELEVATOR!"
A hand shot out and the doors sprang back open, she smiled at the blonde woman who held the door for her and walked in, "Thank you."
"No problem."
"Are you a doctor here?" she asked, the woman had on a white coat, but no tag.
"Yes, I'm Doctor Cameron."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Ammie Taylor."
"Ah, so your Gregory's mother?"
"Yes, are you on House's team?"
"I used to be; now I'm filling in."
"Allison Cameron?"
"Yes." Ammie looked her up and down with her ice blue eyes and shrugged. Cameron looked away, the ice blue gaze was a little to much to handle. The elevator stopped and both girls got off and started down the hall, Cameron stopped and went into the conference room, while Ammie went into House's office.
"Why the hell are you sitting around here when you should be figuring out what's wrong with my son!" she yelled loudly. House looked up then back down and then his head snapped up again.
"Ammie?"
"Go. Find. Out. What's. Wrong. Now." She hissed. House sighed and grabbed his cane before hobbling down stairs, "I told you that bitch would screw up your life."
"Don't remind me." He said, "CAMERON!"
"I'm busy I'll come down in a minute." She called back from behind her computer. Ammie shoved House forward.
"No yelling at her?"
"She's not a world famous diagnostician is she?" and she gave him another shove into the elevator.
TBC
Okay; thank you for the lovely reviews, and yes I do know red hair is recessive but for the sake of my story I'm just pretending its not. K? But thank you for letting me know.
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