Clinic duty was the same as always, except for dealing with a wet behind the ears nurse Brenda who had yet to perfect the patented scowl that even managed to intimidate House, even though he would never openly admit it.

Cameron moved to grab another file when her hand brushed against another one.

"I'm sorry" she began but stopped when she noticed that the hand belonged to Wilson.

Smiling shyly at her she couldn't help but smile back, his friendly demeanor still the same as always but there was something different in his eyes – the same sadness that was lacking in House's as well. There was also a lack of a wedding ring on his left hand which led her to conclude that either he was just recently divorced or had yet to actually take the first of three plunges down the aisle.

The minute ding dong bells rang in her head she immediately thought of Bryan, her eyes widening slightly as thoughts of him flooded her. Had she married him in this realty as well? Or was he running around a young carefree adolescent? Still unaware of the doomed future that awaited him in a few years…she had to know.

"Are you ok?" Wilson asked slowly as he moved closer, his eyes radiating great warmth.

Looking back up she gave him what she hoped was a charming smile as she waved his concerns away.

"Yeah, sorry. It's been a long morning…first day" she added with another big smile.

"That explains everything then. Oh I'm sorry, I'm James Wilson, oncology" he held his hand out to her, gripping her slender one perfectly between his fingers.

"Allison Cameron, diagnostics"

"Well then you'll be working with House."

"Yes, although I've heard a few interesting things about him."

"Interesting? That's putting it nicely but don't worry, not everything you heard is true."

Cameron listened as Wilson gave her a quick run through of the hospital – which lecherous doctors to avoid, the nurses that weren't completely inept, and a few mild warnings about House's quirks. Most she already knew, especially about House but the rest proved to be vital information. Wilson's warm hearted nature was still the same as ever but at the same time she noticed that he was even more open than he had ever been with her before.

"If you're free we could have lunch together" he offered almost shyly and before she knew it Cameron found herself accepting.

"That's a big jump from immunology to diagnostics but I can definitely understand the lure."

"It's like this huge rush, you have to solve this puzzle and the pieces are finely scattered everywhere waiting for you to put them together."

Wilson nodded as he listened to her talk, the light catching her green eyes in a flattering way as it also shone down on her brown locks and white delicate skin. Yet the spell was immediately broken when House's face appeared out of nowhere, his athlete's body moving fast as he plucked a chair from the neighboring tabled, turned it around, and straddled it.

"There you are, for a moment there I thought you stood me up!" House exclaimed with a dramatic flare as he picked a fry from Wilson's plate while winking at Cameron at the same time.

"I was just filling in Doctor Cameron on the PPTH."

"I'm sure you were" turning back towards Cameron House leaned to her side as he whispered loudly enough for Wilson to hear, "careful I think he wants to ask you out."

Rolling his eyes Wilson couldn't help but smile even though House was ruining any chance he might of have had with Cameron. Normally he would be furious but considering that House was not a man that would chase after any pretty thing that passed him by, he decided to keep quiet and allow him to move in. From the spark in his eyes he could tell that his interest had definitely been rouse.

Allison Cameron whether she knew it or not had just walked into the heart of the storm.

The day had passed by quickly and before she knew it Cameron was quietly packing up her things in order to head back to her apartment. Although things were slightly different in the end she had slipped into the already preconceived existence with ease. In a strange way it was as if nothing essentially had truly changed – she still worked in diagnostics and had clinic duty, Wilson was still the same golden boy, and even House although not as miserable as before was still as sardonic as ever.

Once she was in the parking garage she could see her blue Volvo in the distance, as well as his motorcycle next to her parking spot. Unlocking the door she threw her bag into the passenger's side and made her way across to get in but before she could slide in a voice stopped her.

"How was the first day?" he asked in a normal cool tone, motorcycle helmet under one arm and book bag hanging from one shoulder.

Cameron watched him move towards her with an unfaltering grace, two words she had never before associated with him. Drawing up to her side he slipped one leg over the bike and sat himself comfortably over the leather seat.

"As normal as a day of clinic can be."

"Gotcha, dumb question. But don't worry Doctor Cameron things are just warming up, soon you'll see just how interesting things can get around here."

Smiling coyly Cameron met his eyes and found herself surprise to find something she had never seen in them before – peace.

"Goodnight House."

"Night Cameron."

Sliding into the driver's seat she closed the door and reached for her seatbelt. She could feel his eyes still on her but decided not to push her luck. Since arriving at the hospital she had managed to have one non-awkward conversation with him and preferred not to ruin the moment. He followed her out towards the exit and then sped up ahead like a bat straight out of hell – a pure show put on for her benefit and his male ego.

Automatically hitting the light switch she adjusted her eyes to the sudden burst of light that bathe the entire apartment. Dropping her bag onto the floor she reached down and picked up the calendar from the floor. Walking towards the small table in the hall she hanged it back up in it's original place – if she was truly stuck in this reality she would be needing it.

Sighing Cameron continue to move towards her bedroom, turning on the soft lights and heading straight for the bathroom. Her reflection caught her attention as she passed by the mirror and soon she found herself looking straight into her own green gaze.

"Who are you?" she questioned herself with a deep frown.

She hadn't been born yesterday but from night to day she had suddenly been given a new life. There was only so much she could find out through her records but there was still darkness surrounding. All her life she had considered herself a good person but could she say the same in this reality.

Closing her eyes momentarily she decided that time will bring her all the answers she needed. Turning off the bathroom light she kicked off her shoes, shimmied out of her pants and crawled into bed in an exhausted heap of limbs.

Silently she braced herself for the new day that waited just around the corner.

TBC