Falling inside the black.
Disclaimer: It is with a heavy heart that I admit that the rights to House MD or its characters aren't mine, wish they were. Who doesn't, really? The plot –or what seems to be a plot- it's mine though.
A/N: Finally the fourth chapter xD no more wasting! If you find any error let me know.
4° chapter
It was eleven o'clock pm at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, and all was quiet. It seemed almost surreal for this hospital where chaos, instead, was the routine.
Cameron had passed the weekend locked into her house. After the discussion with her boyfriend -ex bf now she guessed- she had felt only worse. She had hoped this new situation would somehow help her, but she was wrong. Now she felt only more alone and powerless.
Her work was almost done. Maybe today I'll get a decent sleep. She hoped, as she made her way through the ER.
She was both mentally and physically exhausted. She wasn't even sure if she could keep her eyes open long enough to drive home. When she finally headed to the exit, she saw Thirteen standing with her right hand on the door, the other holding her mobile phone. "Yeah, I'm leading home…… right."
The blond saw Remy smiling briefly "I know, bye."
"Eric?"
"What the fuck!" the younger woman cursed, startled. "Dr. Cameron! Never snuck around people!" she joked. "..And yes, it was him."
Allison chuckled "Sorry; didn't meant to scare you."
Thirteen noticed the bags under her eyes. Those enchanting green eyes didn't seem so sparkly anymore. "Tired?" she ventured as they started walking out the hospital.
"Yeah, you can say that."
Remy didn't purse the matter afar, she wasn't the type. Cameron spotted her car, but she felt anxious like she needed to tell the other girl something. "Chase and I kinda broke up, Saturday night."
"Kinda?" Thirteen arched an eyebrow.
"We broke up… he came to see me, slightly mad at me for not searching for him before. He accused me to not care, and I didn't agree of course."
"Of course." the brunette echoed.
"I told him that it'd be better if we are apart."
"Mm, he didn't take it well?"
"No! I let him down... I hate myself for that." Cameron whispered the end regretfully.
"C'mon, don't say that." Thirteen shook her head. "If you had the need to tell him so, then it's right. You feel relieved now?"
Allison thought about the reply "No, not really.. mm, I don't know. Maybe. Now I don't have to commit myself, but…" she left the phrase opened.
"You're confused, because even if you weren't fully into the relationship he at least gave you something real, and it eased your loneliness."
Cameron stared intently at the taller doctor in front of her. Wow... she thought "You seem to know what I've been through." She wondered if she had had a relationship similar before. Or maybe with Eric.... No.
According to plan, Remy simply nodded, not explaining her wisdom on the matter.
"I better go." Allison then concluded. It was cold outside and she was way too tired.
"Sure." Thirteen did a little smile. "See you tomorrow I guess."
They parted, heading to their cars.
The following day at the lunch time, Cameron had to face Chase. She, her former boyfriend, Foreman and they new internists were sat down all together.
Taub and Kutner were discussing about the patient of the day, while Foreman was eating -sometime offering them hypothesis. Thirteen wasn't one of many words, so she was just looking around appearing unconcerned about her surrounding. Chase was eating too, in silent. He would, a moment or two, lift his face to look at Cameron. The blond doctor, though, was doing her best to pretend to be interested in the newspaper held between her hands.
It was quite awkward, and some nurses had already started off theories on why the perfect couple had broken up. Puffing Robert got on his feet "I've to come back to work. See ya guys." He hurried and left too soon.
Foreman sighed and turned to Cameron "Allison," he started.
"Don't." Remy stopped him.
The man looked confused "You don't even know what I was about to say."
The blond woman smiled gratefully at the brunette. "Let it go." Thirteen nodded at Eric, who understood.
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"Good evening Mr. perfect hair." Allison heard her former boss, greeting her former boyfriend.
Run, fast! She thought, but didn't manage to. "Oh Cameron, we were just waiting for you!" House spoke with a saccharine sweet voice.
"Damn..." she muttered, having nowhere to go now. She came nearer, looking all the way but Chase.
"So I was just about to ask my favourite Wombat the reason why you-"
The woman cut him off "No House, please, this is not your business. Stay away from our personal life."
"You didn't seem to mind years ago." He winked, she just rolled her eyes.
"Years ago.." she echoed, vaguely smiling.
Chase narrowed his brows at the scene and exclaimed "I'm going."
"Aw, already?"
"Yeah." And with that the young doctor stormed out.
Before House could peer more into her private stuff, Allison walked away too, loving the expression on the man's face.
"I used to be respected by my old ducklings, you know!" she heard him shout.
Once out of view she sighed; she was glad she could return home. While walking to her car, the cold wind hit her. "Brrr." She shivered, hugging her sides.
She thought of her empty apartment, and at the brief sight of Chase she had just had. Are we never gonna talk again? She wondered. Now the image of her home didn't seem so appealing.
Sighing again she entered in her car, only to head into the nearest pub.
Once she had sat down, she ordered a drink. Feeling alone, Cameron opened her phone. She read through her friends' names. Very few… she drank more.
After a bit she dialled Thirteen's number.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello?" Remy's voice seemed a bit croaky.
"Hey…" Allison immediately regretted the action. Maybe she was sleeping, or … or! Busy with Eric! She blushed at the thought. "I'm sorry, I-"
"What's wrong?" Thirteen inquired, noticing the weirdness into the other girl's tone.
"Nothing… I was just.. bored, alone."
"Ah. Where are you? Home?"
Music could be heard in the background. "No, I'm in the pub nearly the hospital. Didn't really feel like coming home by myself."
"Mh." Remy got on her feet. "Want me to reach you?"
Yeah... "No, it's okay." Cameron replied instead.
"It's not! You woke me now, so you better be fun tonight."
"Ehh, I'm sorry. I knew I shouldn't have called."
"Naw, I was joking Ally." Thirteen chuckled at the nickname. "Wait for me, okay? And don't drink too much."
With that they hung up. Allison smiled lightly and killed time until the brunette showed up.
Remy took the empty chair next to the blond woman. She appeared tired "Gosh! I'm so sorry I woke you." Cameron started.
"Not again! And if you feel that guilty you can buy me a drink." She winked.
"..What do you want?"
"Whatever is fine."
A few cocktails later, and Allison exclaimed "I better head home. Umh…" she mumbled at the end. "Wanna come?" she smiled hesitant.
Thirteen raised an eyebrow "Okay." Her voice wasn't so sure though.
They had talked more lately, and actually spent time together, but it wasn't like they were best friends or something.
They went out the bar. "Are you drunk?" the younger doctor bluntly asked.
"What?! No!" Cameron replied too quickly. She frowned and opened her car "And I can drive. Don't worry."
"I'm not worrying." Remy grinned mischievously.
They arrived at Allison's house safe and sound. "Quick! I'm freezing my ass!" Thirteen whined, while the older woman was trying to open the door.
"If you'd shut up, maybe!" Cameron shot back.
They laughed a bit, and finally the door was opened. Remy waltzed inside, making her co-worker laugh. "Silly." the blond doctor giggled.
They took off their coats, and Allison threw herself on the couch. "How hospitable." Thirteen teased.
"Sorry... Well, make yourself comfortable." Cameron waved her hand around, too dizzy to move now.
The brunette turned the TV on. "Gah!" the other shrieked surprised. "What the fuck!" she swore.
"Wahoo!" Thirteen jumped next to her on the couch "You can curse!" she mocked, poking her.
Allison sent her a dirty look "Of course I can curse. I just choose not to, most of the time. And turn the TV off, thanks."
Remy, still grinning, did so. "What now?"
"Are you… hyper?" Cameron looked at her. "I'm tired..." she hid a yawn.
"I'm not." The taller girl pouted. "I told you to be fun tonight; you have to entertain me!"
"Riiight." the blond woman murmured. In the back of her mind she wondered why two weeks ago Remy hadn't been that hyper when they had chatted at the pub. Shrugging she tossed on the couch, pushing Thirteen out.
"Hey!" the brunette protested, from the floor. She got on her feet and took Allison by the wrist "Wake up!"
Cameron grumbled standing in front of the co-worker. Her eyes unfocused "I'm tired, told you."
"I'm not… told you!"
"Oh c'mon! You have my entire home for yourself; you can find something to do."
"I already find something to do."
"What?"
Before Allison could defend herself, Thirteen dived and pinned her down. "Ahhhh!!" She yelled. Her breath was mid way into her throat. Remy had startled tickling with no mercy.
The older girl screamed trying to escape. She struggled and managed to hit the other between the legs. "Motherfucker!" Thirteen cursed, closing her eyes in pain.
Cameron immediately kicked her off, and got on her feet. She grinned smugly. The brunette got up too and screamed "Laugh, laugh I'll make you cry, NOW!!"
Allison blew a raspberry and ran away, with Remy right after. "Chicken! I'll catch you when you'll be too tired!" the younger jumped on Cameron's left side, who ended up on the floor.
"Remyyy!" the two wrestled on the floorboard for many minutes.
They didn't care it was very late; it was fun to act like brats, once in a while. The smaller woman was scarcely breathing; she was now under her co-worker's body.
"Tired, umh?" Thirteen teased, smirking victorious.
The older of the two scoffed at that and re-started her furious kicks "What the! You're insane Dr. Cameron!!" Remy cried out, in reality very amused.
Tears were falling on both their cheeks from the laughter. They continued for another bit, finishing all sweaty. "God…" the blonde breathed out.
"Yes?" Thirteen grinned House-like, and the other doctor couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"How does a shower sound?" she asked, suddenly.
"Whoa, hey," Remy said, holding up her hands "What happened to 'straight like an arrow'?" She smiled mockingly.
Cameron poked her in the side, hard enough to elicit another "Hey!" from Remy.
"First of all I don't scream straight like an arrow." She frowned, not really knowing why it would be bad. She was straight after all. "Second, get your mind out the gutter." They laughed "Shower 'cuz we stink now; thanks of your silly game."
"Oh you didn't seem to mind my game."
"I had to defend myself!"
Thirteen giggled and rose up, as well as her friend. "This way…" Allison whispered, more tired now.
They headed to the bathroom. The brunette rested her back on the door, staring at the blond doctor. Cameron was searching for another robe.
When she turned around, she inquired "Wanna go first.. or?"
"Na, you go first. It's your house."
Allison nodded, hoping the cold water would refresh her giddy mind. Turning on her back again, she tugged on the shirt she was wearing.
Remy hadn't moved yet; her eyes were following every action. Cameron lifted the shirt over her head, slowly exposing her skin. Thirteen stared at her lower back, then gazed at the hook of Allison's bra.
The brunette blinked once, twice… Realizing what she was doing she left the bathroom.
After what seemed an eternity the older girl emerged from the washroom. She was drying her hair with a towel, and was clad in only a bathrobe.
"Your turn." Cameron whispered to Thirteen, who was sat on the bed. Remy could barely focus. It must had been the alcohol and the tiring tickling game, but she was really sluggish at the moment.
Slowly she took her top off, her eyes falling on Allison's form.
The ER doctor was putting on her pyjama. Thirteen smirked feebly. "Cute…" she sniggered.
Cameron smiled as she turned around, "You like it?" she asked playing with the fly of her pants.
"Mm." Remy nodded, her throat a bit dry.
Yawing a bit, the blond woman lay on her bed "Well, now be fast with the shower. Then turn off the light."
Dr. Hadley frowned playfully and sighed "Okay, mistress. What else?"
"Nothing; after come in here. It's cold." Allison giggled.
With that Thirteen walked into the bathroom. Eventually she finished. Peeking in the bedroom, she saw her co-worker with her eyes closed.
Remy chuckled and reached the bed. What do I wear? She suddenly thought confused. Her eyes almost closing too. "Whatever…" she yawned, entering in the bed.
She hugged close to her chest the blanket, and rested her still-wet head on the pillow.
"Mmhg." Cameron mumbled at the intrusion.
Thirteen snuggled close to the blondie, and drifted off to sleep a few minutes later.
The next day came too soon. Remy's head hurt. A lot. She could tell that light was streaming into the room, but she couldn't quite face opening her eyes just yet. As she lay motionlessly on the bed, flashes of memory suddenly came back. Allison calling her. Bar. Chat and drinks. Her coming to the blond's house. Tickling. Shower. Sleep.
She was feeling suddenly cold. "Brr." She gnashed her teeth, "What the hell…" she murmured, finally opening her eyes. She scanned the room; yesterday she didn't have neither time, nor desire to do so. But, before she could inspect better, she heard loud voices coming out the bedroom.
So she got on her feet, and saw she was clad only in underwear. Once she was done in the bathroom, she headed into the kitchen. Entering in the living room she noticed boxes on the floor.
She peered into the kitchen, and saw Cameron sat alone at the table. When their eyes met, they both smiled.
Thirteen spoke softly "Good morning." It came out shyly; it was a bit weird and awkward for her to wake up into Allison's house. It was new.
The blond doctor was about to reply, when she noticed her companion's outfit. She raised an eyebrow "Nice pyjama." She joked, then sighed. "My fault, sorry. You were the guest, and you didn't have nothing to wear." Her eyes were darker.
"No big, really. I was pretty warm anyway." She smirked flirtly.
Silence. Cameron looked a bit sad. "What's wrong?" Remy asked, coming near.
"It's-"
The older girl was cut off by heavy footsteps. She opened her mouth to explain, when:
"Allison, where do-"
Here was standing Chase, with a little box in his arm, looking rather surprised. "Uh.. Emh... Hey… Dr. Hadley." he stammered, really really confused.
"Hi… Dr. Chase." The brunette greeted in the same way. She looked down, while Cameron flushed.
A/N: Pff! I had fever this last two days; today I'm better so I finally finished this chapter. Let me know what you think. Also, who of you would like this story to become eventually Cameron/Thirteen??
Mmm. I'm thinking.
R&R are love