The Past Hurts
part two
Wilson watched through the glass as house sat feet up, crossed at the ankle dry swallowing two pills with ease before entering the dimly light office.
He walked up to the desk and took a seat opposite house before talking.
"it's half past ten" he started " you don't have a patient, cuddy left hours ago, it's a Thursday and yet your still here" Wilson leaned back in his chair waiting a reply.
"I thought it was better to have the hooker come here. That way if anything goes missing Cuddy'll just replace it" house pulled his cane up and lifted his feet to the ground before standing up and walking over to the window.
"yeah, cause your office is insured against hookers right?"
"how d'ya know. Damn now you gonna won't the same perks" house joked.
He continued to look out the window deep in his own thoughts that he hadn't realised Wilson had continued talking.
"House…House are you even listening to me"
"have you noticed anything strange about Cameron lately" brazenly ignoring Wilson and changing the subject entirely.
"what that she turned into you" Wilson thought out loud " really house I think you've rubbed on her"
"Ha your fun…"
"really House" Wilson said truthfully
"it has nothing to do with me. Something going on with her. She almost impossible to work with she argues with me on almost every thing."
"what so because she doesn't agree with you and your decisions… wait a minute that sounds exactly like Cameron" house showed his annoyance at his friends ignorance through a piercing glare.
"seriously your reading too much into this… now are you coming or do you want to sit here thinking about ways in which society is out to get you" House stared at Wilson confused
You really weren't listening were you" shaking his head he repeated "do you want to go out for drinks tonight or not"
Cameron had been up for two hours when the annoying sound of her alarm clock started ringing through her apartment while she jogged in the living room, she slowed her pace and held on to the rail bars for strength as she worked up the energy to go into her bedroom to turn it off.
Once in the silence yet again she sat on the edge of her bed a lay down letting her eyes close for a couple of minuets before she got herself into the bathroom.
As she entered the bathroom she caught sight of herself in the mirror, her lack of sleep the pervious night and the nights before revealing itself under her eyes but it wasn't just that, she looked at least a couple of years older.
Sure she wasn't at her best hair tied up in a messy ponytail her bangs plastered to her forehead with sweat. It was the pale complexion and the way high cheek bones stood out more that took her by surprise had she really lost that much weight for it to show on a face.
She immediately stood on the scale which she kept in the cabinet under the sink which read 119. She had lost some weight but not enough to be to worried she was just going to have to be more careful about missing meals and exercising she thought.
After showering and dressing Cameron stood by the kitchen door wondering at what point in her life did she choose to want to be this alone.
It was never a conscious decision she had made but she could remember that exact day when she began to refuse her self happiness it was a week before a seventh birthday the day she lost her father and both sisters.
Cameron had lost the debate she had with her self to call in sick and now was just stood in her kitchen dressed and ready to go, she wasn't sure she could be as strong as she needed to be to get through the day.
If she and House where to end up having the same discussion as yesterday she was sure he would get information she was not ready to share, with anyone let alone House.
She picked up her keys from the counter and made her way to the front door, slowly she let the door close behind her, it wasn't a choice of weather she could, she had to be strong, she had to make through another day.
House stood by his bike helmet in one hand cane in the other as he watched as his fellow walk into the hospital she looked like death her whole attitude the way she walked the way she looked ahead of her the way she greeted a nurse as she passed it was like she wasn't even their but her body had to go through the motions, it had been a complete turnaround to yesterday with her feisty bitching attitude with almost everyone including himself.
House put his helmet in its place on the bike and made his way towards the hospital, his was going to get to the bottom of this.
"Foreman go get a family history, Chase I believe you owe me a couple of clinic hours" House waited until they left them room before he continued. "Cameron go home"
"what?" was all she could say.
It was three in the afternoon Cameron hadn't been herself all day. She looked tired and worn out and barely contributed in the differential. There was no point in her being there if she could not do her job. He had hoped he could use the fact that she wasn't herself to finally get some answers, but that would just be low, he thought to himself.
"I said go home. STAT" unhooking his cane he made his way to his office.
"No I'm fine. I'm capable of finishing my shift" defiantly she stood facing him.
"huh, your not even capable of staying awake long enough to finish your job. I need a immunologist who's not going to make very big mistakes tha…"
"I told you I'm fine"
"yet your eyes, tell me a whole different story. Having trouble sleeping" why on earth was she being so difficult, all she had to do was to get her damn coat and make her way out, that's it. She knows that she's in no state to work but she had to complicate everything.
Cameron stood her grounds arms folded lips pursed.
"Just go home Cameron" he continued to stare at her " go before I have to take you there myself"
"Try" she challenged.
An hour and a half later Wilson was looking through the sleeping Cameron's pocket looking for keys to open her front door while she leaned heavily on House's right shoulder being held firmly in place with a unwavering arm around her waist.
"I seriously believe this has got to be the worse thing you have ever done" Wilson muttered under his breath as he pushed the door open and let himself in helping House walk and half carry Cameron to her bed.
"I wouldn't say the worse" he had finally given up arguing with Cameron so he decided he'd use an unethical method of drugging her coffee while she wasn't looking. They had finally made it to the bedroom taken off her jacket lay her down and taken of her shoes while she snored gentle into her pillow
"you think we should tuck her in, you know get her out of those…"
"don't even think about it. Were going, like Now"
They waited for her to get comfortable pulling the comforter over her and allowing her to bring it right up to her chin and turn to her side facing the wall.
Wilson was the first to leave the room putting the keys on the table by the front door along with her bag he had been carrying.
"House were leaving" he yelled causing him to exit the room.
"fine ruin the fun, you fun wrecker" was the sarcastic retort that was heard before he returned to the living room.
Wilson thought for a moment "erm fun wrecker huh. Creative House." he opened the front door and waited for house to exit before he closed the door firmly behind them.
He was sat on the living room sofa playing the girls favourite song on his guitar. Louise sat with her legs tucked in on the armchair opposite while Allie and Emma lay on the floor as they listened to him play. It was well past their bedtime but they had all promised they would go straight to bed after this last song. Which at this point would mean them being carried of to bed which is exactly what happened 3 minutes later he was carrying five year old Allison in one arm and seven year old Emma in the other while thirteen year old Nick walked a half asleep Louise up to their rooms.
That night Allison woke up to her father's shouting, followed closely by her mothers voice telling him to keep the noise down then a slap and a cry of pain. Allison closed her eyes willing her self back to sleep before her mother came to check on her.
TBC…..