A/N: Some dialouge is taken from the episode Euphoria part 1 written by Deran Sarafian. I do not own that episode.
"We had some of first real fights when we were trying to save Foreman."
House was pacing, listening to the results of the lab work.
"Samples tested negative for toluene, arsenic, and lead," Cameron told him.
"What about the blood?" House asked.
"Negative for West Nile, and Eastern Equine," Chase answered.
"We have to go back to Joe's apartment, get more samples…" Cameron began.
"No one goes back to that place 'til we know what we are looking for," House insisted. "Get some of that cop tape stick it over the doors and the windows."
"I'll take all the hazmat precautions. The chance of infection is next to nothing," Cameron explained.
"Yeah, I was never that great a math, but next to nothing is….higher than nothing, right?" House said, becoming annoyed that Cameron insisted on going to the cop's apartment.
"It's not your fault he got sick," Cameron said.
"It would be his fault if we did," Chase chimed in.
"We should get a sample directly from Joe's brain," House thought out loud.
"We can't do a biopsy, there's too much edema from the bleeding because you gave him heparin," Cameron said, getting angry herself.
"Well I don't think that this is the time to be pointing fingers," House said, as Cameron sighed. "I didn't give Foreman any."
Chase stopped pacing.
"You wanna give Foreman a brain biopsy?"
"Come on, really, who doesn't?" House jokingly said.
Cameron and Chase stand in shock and look at each other. Neither one sure how to respond to what House was suggesting.
"This could be a simple staph infection causing neuro degeneration," Chase tried to explain, hoping he wouldn't have to do a brain biopsy on a living person, his college, and friend.
"Without a fever, not a chance," House explained.
"Joe had a fever!" Chase said, echoing Foreman's words from eariler.
"He also had legionella."
"The mush might be forming an abscess. And since there was inflammation in the lining of the ventricles, it makes sense. The staph releases toxins, causes neurodegeneration causes a legion."
House rolled his head in disbelief.
"This is a waste of time," House said, throwing down the marker and beginning to walk out of the room.
"We should put an Omaya reservoir in Foreman's brain to start administrating antibi…" Chase began.
"If I'm gonna be arguing with Foreman, I may as well do it directly," House said and left. Chase and Cameron are left in the room, stunned.
Cameron comes out of the cop's apartment with a bag full of possible causes for what could be killing Foreman. Cameron is in a full bio-hazard suit.
"Why doesn't anyone listen to me anymore?" House asked, sitting on a chair in the hallway.
"I decided you were wrong," Cameron explained.
"God you're weak," House said, full of contempt. "Guy steals your article, tells you you're not his friend. You still wanna risk your life for him."
Cameron takes off the mask and hood from the bio suit.
"Foreman broke my skin with a tainted needle," Cameron said, sighing.
"Wow."
"Yeah."
"God you're weak," House said, as Cameron rolls her eyes. "Guy tried to kill you. First thing on my list of things do would be to stab him back. Shoot him. I've got a gun in my desk. Last thing would be on my list would be to lie to my boss about it and give the bastard everything he wanted."
"I'm not here for Foreman; I'm here to save myself."
"Ehh…," House began, bouncing his head back and forth. "Even with a needle stick, your chances of infection are pretty slim. That's why you're wearing the suit. You wanted to be here. He just gave you the excuse. What does that guy have to do to make you hate him?"
Cameron ignores House's comments, picks up the bag, and walks away. House uses his cane to stop her from going anywhere. House stands up.
"Give me the bag," he orders. House opens it and begins to pull out the contents. "Mildewed dishtowel."
"To retest for staph," Cameron explains.
"What is that, mouse droppings?"
"Hamster droppings. Could carry toxocara. Explain the blindness."
"Now that I recognize as oven crud."
"Could be meat with trichinella. Would explain the high fever."
"What's with rye bread?"
"Mold could be responsible for ergot poisoning which would explain the contractures."
"There are three loaves."
"So?"
House stops and thinks about all he has seen and heard.
"You're going back in there."
Everyone was happy and exhausted when they discovered the amoeba that had infected Foreman. They were winding down, having a celebratory drink. It was a bittersweet moment. Foreman was safe, but the cop was dead.
"Where's House?" Wilson asked. No one had seen since checking Foreman and discovering that he had his left and right mixed up.
"I'll go find him," Cameron offered and began walking back to House's office. The office was dark and all the shades were turned. Cameron opened the door.
"Greg," she called into the darkness.
"Go away," was the only response.
"You're missing the party," Cameron informed House, turning on the lights.
"Not much of a party guy," House replied, having to shield his eyes until they adjusted to the light.
"So you're just going to pout," Cameron said.
"I don't pout."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Thinking."
House picked up his red and gray ball and began playing catch off the wall.
"How could you go down to the cop's apartment?" House questioned Cameron.
"What?" Cameron was stunned the question.
"How could you go the cop's apartment?"
"Because someone had to find what was wrong with Foreman," she explained. "Why are asking me this?"
"Because I tried to stop you from doing it. Chase was right. If you got sick it would be my fault."
"How could it be your fault?"
"Because, I sent Foreman and he got sick. If I sent you, knowing that, it's my fault," House explained. "I don't want that to happen. I don't want something happening to you because of me."
"This has nothing to do with that," Cameron said. "I went that because it's my job to help our patients. All of us, we do this all the time. What makes this case so different?"
"Because we're together now. And I don't want you to take these stupid risks."
"You don't get to choose that for me," Cameron said, getting angry with House. "You told me you wanted to keep this secret. You wanted to keep personal and private separate. You did what was best for the diagnostic department by signing off on Foreman's article."
"You said that you understood," House interjected, getting irritated himself.
"You told me to go back in there!" Cameron yelled.
"You were already in there! You can't get double infected!"
"I know that! What do you think I'm an idiot?"
"You act like it sometimes!" House regretted that immediately after he said it.
"If that's the way you feel, I'd hate to see you stuck with an idiot."
"Cameron," House tried to say something, but she was already walking away.
"I didn't try to change you, House. Don't try to change me." With that Cameron stormed out of House's office. Cameron went to the locker room and began to cry.