Author's Note: This song doesn't have much to do with the story but it reminded me of Cameron. Not tottaly sure if I like this story but it's a little experiment.
Disclaimer: Do not own House's snark, Wilson's dorkiness (Wilson's pocket protector), Cuddy's cleavage, Chase's prettiness, Foreman's attitude and Cameron's……well whatever she offers. Do not own show.
How could so much good exist in such a tiny heart despite of all the pain she's in she never falls apart
And if she does it lasts the length of seven songs she dries her tears on her best friend's sleeves
And dances right along
-You and Me, Her Space Holiday
Touching her for the first time was heaven. He would never forget the breathless moans that escaped her mouth when his hand slipped into her pants before he even did anything. The first time he thrust into her it felt so damn good better than he had expected. The first words that escaped his mouth when he finished were "I love you." and she gave the response he had expected "I-uh-well." Her response was mixed and he kissed her before she could get out a coherent sentence.
After that night nothing was the same; she was mad at him more often, she thought of him differently. Every time they spoke it became about that in an unspoken way. He never understood her and he understood her even less after that night. He did know, however, that Allison Cameron was a strong person; after she had told him about her dead husband he knew that she wasn't as weak as people thought she was. When he found out she had started to sleep with Chase he wondered why she didn't come to him and it wasn't until one day in the lab he heard Chase talking to Foreman that he got hi answer.
"She said that out of all the people she worked with I was the one she was least likely to fall in love with"
It was the first time, in a long time; he smiled when he thought of Cameron.