Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed again! I'm trying to get back to everyone who reviewed, sorry if i haven't replied to you! This chapter took me the longest to write by far (I've spent the past 2hours on it). Everything wasn't working for me but i have finally got it good enough to post. There isn't much talking in this chapter but it's still good! Now before i give too much away, on with the chapter!
The Truth Amongst Lies (Part 6)
"What do you mean? I'm not doing anything?" Izzy replied, smiling sweetly at Cameron. She was trying desperately to show Cameron she was fine and that everything the nurse had said wasn't true.
Cameron was momentarily distracted by the sudden change of expression on the young girl's face. But something wasn't right; Cameron stared intently at the girl, unable to put her finger on it.
Izzy sat staring back at Cameron smiling as enthusiastically as she could manage. The older woman's eyes were mesmerizing, a stray strand of hair had fallen out of her ponytail into her eyes and those lips, so pink and perfectly shaped.
The two of them sat in silence, simply staring at each other. Then Cameron realised what was wrong with the smile Izzy still had plastered on her face, it was her eyes. Her whole face was crinkled up, as if she was trying her hardest to make Cameron believe the smile, but her eyes just weren't in it. As Cameron stared deep into the young girl's eyes she could see the sadness, the loneliness, the desire to be perfect.
Cameron's expression changed from one of confusion to pity and this was too much for Izzy, the tears that seemed to threaten to spill down her cheeks all the time lately broke free and began creating two perfect rivers down her cheeks. Cameron quickly got up and sat on the bed next to Izzy and pulled her into a tight hug. She could almost feel every bone in the sixteen-year-old's tiny body and it was this that caused the doctor's own eyes to overflow with tears.
Thirteen was sitting silently, deep in thought over the sudden arrival of her younger sister. As she sat staring blankly into space, her boss cleared his throat, startling her out of her trance. She threw an angry glare at him before getting up and turning towards the door with no idea of where to go since she would normally run straight to Cameron when she was at a loss for what to do.
"Stay," House practically ordered his employee, "I'll find Cameron." He knew she had no where to go and should she stumble upon her sister's whereabouts the shock would lead her straight back to a bar and into the arms of a stranger. Besides, he didn't want the aftermath to affect her work.
Izzy and Cameron had stopped crying and were now lying side by side on the hospital bed, Cameron with her arms still wrapped protectively around Izzy as if she were her sister and not her girlfriend's.
Izzy couldn't remember the last time she had cried that much or the last time she had been hugged by someone who genuinely cared. Sure her dad had hugged her but it was more of an 'I don't know what else to do' kind of hug. Cameron's hug was different; she was warm and compassionate, knowing exactly when to draw Izzy in closer and when to rub little circles on her back. However, this was not what surprised Izzy the most, no, the hug was wonderful but it was the fact she had reduced the woman to tears that surprised her. She didn't think even her own sister would cry over her let alone a complete stranger, although could she really call Cameron a complete stranger after what had just happened.
Cameron had no idea why she had started crying at the site of this child's emotional barricade crumble, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Her heart yearned for this girl, who obviously had a lot more going on in her life than she let on. Cameron closed her eyes, imagining Remy and this fragile looking girl playing together but somehow not quite being able to picture it. She slowly began to see the similarities between the two sisters and their way's of coping when they felt their life was crumbling around them.
As Cameron closed her eyes, Izzy stared at the blonde, examining her long, beautiful eyelashes that were still wet from the tears she had shed. She wished she could find someone like Cameron to love her as she was and to hold her when she cried.
As House stepped out of the elevator and headed to ward 9, knowing he would find the blonde here since she was always looking for another sad little puppy to take care of. Limping down the corridor he looked into each room in turn until he came upon the very last one. Peering in through the half closed blinds, he saw the last thing he expected.