Cameron was already crying and she didn't even reach the room yet. When she first heard the news, she tried to stay strong. She tried to hold it all in. When Chase returned, tearing up she could feel her throat burning from the resistance to cry.
When Foreman had come into the room, tears coming down his face she lost it and embraced him.
She felt pathetic. Her sobs were getting heavy, and her nose was running. She was thankful he had never seen her like this before, but now she wished she could. He would never be able to look at her again. She didn't care what she looked like, she just wanted his blue eyes to look into hers and to make a snappy comment or something.
As she pushed open the door to his room, she sniffled and made her way to the chair.
"House…" she said, her voice cracking slightly.
He leaned forward, and reached out to take his hand.
"They say that when your…. You can hear…." She paused, to turn her head away.
After a few seconds, she turned her head to look back at him.
"Do you remember our first date? Well, it was more of a social dinner but…it was memorable. You brought me that corsage when you didn't have to. I thought it was very…noble of you…" Cameron inhaled, before continuing.
"Remember that girl? The one whose mother had her confined to her bedroom because she got a heart transplant? We thought we were going to lose her? You saved her! It may have been…stupid…to shut off the elevator power, but you were the one who found the tic and saved her! House…" she paused again. Her chest was heaving now.
"House….remember when you tried to hurt yourself to prove you could stay off the Vicadon? I was so afraid for you…like I am now. But….at least then there was hope you would be here the next day but now…." Cameron felt hot tears coming down her face.
"Now you won't be here, anymore….and it's going to be hard…" Cameron said. She rested her forehead on the back of his hand, her shoulders shaking.
"But I'm going to stay here…for you. I'm going to make you proud. Even though I can be too caring, or clumsy…and you won't be here to see…physically…I'm going to make you proud, House…" Cameron said, looking back at him.
She stood up and bent over and gave him a kiss on his forehead.
"This time…I wasn't asking for a blood sample…" she said, smiling slightly at the memory of when she kissed him in his office, trying to get a blood sample from him.
She covered her mouth with her hand, and quickly turned away. She pushed open the door, not wanting to look back. She knew she would probably regret this, but it was too much.
Gregory House was exiting her life, and there was no stopping it.