He found her in a room in the ER, charting. She looked so peaceful he almost didn't want to disturb her. Sighing, he went inside. "You didn't come home last night." He said, wounded.

Cameron's eyes flickered up from her charting briefly. "No." she replied shortly, returning her attention to the paper in front of her.

Chase sat down on the bed across from her, thinking. Cameron continued her work, ignoring him.

From through glass walls, House and Cuddy surreptitiously watched the scene play out. "Breaking up the perfect couple. That's talent." House sighed. "I have to admit Thirteen is good."

Cuddy sighed. "How long have you known about this?"

House shrugged. "Pittsburgh."

Cuddy's eyes widened. "Pittsburgh?" she repeated incredulously. House nodded. They turned back to watching the pair.

Cuddy called Thirteen into her office. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she demanded as the younger woman closed the door behind her.

"I…What?" Thirteen was confused.

"Cameron." Cuddy paced behind her desk and then turned back to her. "Is this just kicks for you?" she asked, angry.

To her surprise, Thirteen looked hurt. "No." she admitted quietly.

Cuddy paused in shock. "No?" Thirteen shook her head. Cuddy motioned to the seat in front of her desk. Thirteen sat obediently. "Tell me." Cuddy requested.

Thirteen sighed. She knew she wasn't getting out of this without telling her superior what was happening. And it wasn't like Cuddy would tell anyone. "It started in Pittsburgh…" she began. "I never really got to know her before that. I think, back then, it was just Cameron blowing off steam."

Cuddy nodded. "Cameron does that."

Thirteen smiled. "Yeah. She does." She turned back to the story. "But we got along really well. It kind of turned into a friends with benefits sort of thing." She paused, looking up at Cuddy, who only gestured for her to continue. "It got more serious, in the last few months."

"Do you love her?" Cuddy asked gently.

"Yeah, I do." Thirteen looked down into her lap.

"And she…" Cuddy let the phrase hang.

Thirteen nodded. "She told me last night."

Cuddy sighed. "It was bound to happen at some point. There have been tensions in that relationship from the start." She looked up at Thirteen, her gaze suddenly more kind. "I'm glad you're happy, Dr. Hadley. I know…" she trailed off. "Never mind."

Thirteen shook her head. "It's alright." She smiled. "My life hasn't exactly been a happy one." She paused. "But then, neither has Ally's."

"Maybe you can help each other."

Thirteen nodded. "I think we already are."

Cuddy couldn't help but roll her eyes at Thirteen being corny. "Okay. Off you go."

Thirteen stood up. "Dr. Cuddy?" Cuddy looked up. "Thank you."

Cuddy smiled. "Good luck."

Ally slept at Remy's again that night, her anger at Chase having not dissipated enough to contemplate being polite to him. Remy seemed pensive as she munched on a spring roll. "What's up?" Ally questioned.

"I think Cuddy gave us her blessing." Remy informed her, confused.

Ally couldn't help but laugh. "What?"

"She pulled me into her office today and demanded to know what was going on. And I think we came out with her blessing." Remy seemed amused by the concept.

Ally nodded. "Wow. Considering how less-than-pleased she's been with the majority of my actions regarding colleagues, I'm impressed."

Remy smiled, reaching for a container of noodles across the table. "We should probably use plates, eh?" she commented.

Ally shrugged. "Then we'd have to do dishes."

"True."

Chase cornered Ally the next morning as she walked into the hospital with Remy. Grabbing her arm roughly, he pulled her away. "Hey!" Remy put a hand on his wrist. "Don't touch her like that."

"Excuse me?" Chase glared at her.

"She isn't your property. You're hurting her."

Chase let go of Ally's arm. "This is none of your business." He hissed.

"It is when you're hurting Ally." She replied, crossing her arms.

"Chase…" Ally interjected.

He raised his eyebrows. "Chase?"

Ally put a hand to her mouth. He'd been Chase to her again for a while now.

"Fine. I'll say it in front of both of you." Chase said grumpily. "How do you think it looks when you come to work with her, wearing her clothes?" he demanded.

"Like I slept at Remy's, which I did." Ally replied bluntly.

"And how do you think that looks for our relationship?"

"Like it's not doing so well." Ally crossed her arms. "Do you have a point? Because I need to get to the ER." She knew she was being callous, and that the fact that she'd fallen for Remy really wasn't Chase's fault, but at this point she really didn't care. Remy was just standing beside her, looking kind of awkward.

"Our relationship is falling apart, and you don't care!" Chase exploded.

"It's been doing that for a while now." Ally pointed out quietly.

"Yeah! Because of her!" Chase pointed at Remy, who jumped back a little, startled.

"No, Rob." Ally emphasised his name. "Because of me." She stopped, watching his face turn from anger to sadness. "This is over. I'm ending it."

"That's what you want?" he asked, more softly. She nodded. "Fine." He turned and stalked away, indignance evident in his stride. Ally looked after him briefly, thoughtful but not sad.

"So does this mean you'll move in with me?" Remy asked quietly, breaking into her thoughts.

Ally turned to her and smiled. "You're asking me to move in?"

Remy nodded, smiling back. "I mean, you don't have a place to live anymore…" she joked.

"I'd love to." Ally hugged her tightly and then took her hand. "We should probably go to work."

"Yeah." They headed for the change room to find scrubs.