So, here it is chapter 7. It's the longest one so far and I haven't had the time to reread it, so I'm sorry for any mistakes.


When Cameron came home that night she felt more alone than she ever had before. She sat down on her couch in the living room and thought about watching TV but decided that she wouldn't really pay attention anyway so she stood up, turned on her stereo and pushed play. When she sat down again, the music started to play and as a few songs played along without her really noticing it she calmed down a little. Suddenly she heard the lyrics of the song "Maybe Tomorrow" by the Stereophonics come through the speakers.

I've been down and
I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
Keep walking around
With me
With me*

She loved this CD. It always seemed to calm her. Remy made it for her so that she would have something from her when she couldn't be with her for some reason. This song always brought a smile to her face but now it just brought tears to her eyes. This was their song, that's why Remy put it on the CD.

It wastes time
And I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside
And buy a rainbow smile
But be free
They're all free*

She remembered the day that made this song their song like it was yesterday…

Allison walked out of her office that night to the locker room to change her clothes. She brought an extra outfit to work this morning so she could change to something nice before heading to the bar. She dressed herself in some skinny dark blue jeans and a purple shirt. It was simple but combined with the beautiful necklace she bought yesterday it looked pretty good on her. It brought out all of her perfect curves but still wasn't to dressed up if she would end up alone in the bar, sitting there miserable and dumped.

She put on her coat, pulled her hair out of the ponytail, so that here blonde locks were falling freely over her shoulders, and checked her whole appearance once more in the mirror. With one final look she exited the locker room and walked to the hospital entrance. When she walked through the lobby she took a look at her watch. It was 7.45 p.m. and the bar was just a ten minute walk from the hospital so she decided to leave her car in the hospital parking lot and just walk there.

When she walked through the streets she took in some deep breaths. She loves it when the cold air hits her lungs. It makes her feel free.

Going to that bar that night was a big step for her, too. She liked Remy a lot but she also was afraid what others would think of her dating a woman. Cameron was always the shy one when it came to her personality. She could act like she was all self confident but only when it meant being normal, being like others wanted her to be. She was the compassionate one because people loved her for it, she was the one that always did the right thing, the good girl, because people thought of her like that.

Did she really want to be the gay girl? Or the bisexual? She admired Remy for handling all this so well. The question is: Could she do that, too? Out and proud? Was that what she wanted? She hated homophobic people, she wasn't one of them but she knew that a lot of people in the hospital were. Also a lot of her nurses. Would they even respect her anymore if they knew?

All these questions were killing her. And she didn't have an answer for them but she knew how much she liked Remy. How the brunette could make her laugh even after a hell of a shift in the ER. How she could make her smile just by seeing her somewhere in the hospital. How they could just talk for hours or just sit in a wonderful and comfortable silence. She was in a way very sure about this. She knew she wanted to be around the brunette as much as possible. Everytime she saw a sad look on her face she just wanted to be the one to ease the pain, to take her in her arms, to kiss away tears that fall down those soft cheeks. She did not know a lot but she knew that she wanted to be with her. She just had to dismiss these other thoughts out of her head for that evening. She wanted to enjoy her time with the brunette. If she will even show up.

When the blonde looked up she saw that she was already at her aim and walked into the bar. She looked around for ther younger doctor but realised that she wasn't there…yet, she tried to encourage herself. She sat down at the bar ordering a whiskey and checking the time on her watch. It was 8.03 p.m. when the bartender placed her drink in front of her.

She's late, a part of Cameron's mind established. She's not coming, told her the other part. Shut up, both of you. God, I think now I'm really going crazy, she told herself.

Every few minutes she looked at her watch. 8.07, 8.14, 8.20, 8.27. Now it's official, I got dumped.

She was about to stand up, when a man came up beside her.

"Such a beautiful woman like you alone in a bar? I can't believe this. Is this seat already taken?" The guy asked, pointing at the bar stool right next to her.

The blonde was going to answer when someone else did it for her.

"Yes, it is," the brunette said, looking angry at the man standing next to Allison. The man did not say anything after that and Remy just looked at Allison as if she was about to say sorry just by looking her in the eyes. Allison's face lightened up, when she saw Remy standing there.

"Hey," the blonde said, smiling when she saw Remy twiddling with her hands.

"Hey," the brunette answered. "I'm sorry for being late. You know, House."

"Sure, been there," the blonde said shrugging. "Want to sit down?"

"Actually I think we should sit at a table. From over there we can see the stage way better."

"Okay, just lead the way," she said, again smiling at the brunette in front of her and standing up from her bar stool.

Remy smiled back easily and went over to a table for two a few meters away from the little stage. She pulled out a stair and waited for Allison to sit down. After that she sat down across from her. The whole time Allison had a bright smile on her face. Just being near her made her heart jump.

"I'm really glad you came."

"Me too," the brunette said. She hesitated a little bit before she continued. "I have to admit something. I wasn't about to come. My shift ended at 6 p.m. and after it I just went home pondering about whether to meet you or not. I'm sorry," she explained, looking at her hands.

Allison was a bit hurt when she heard that but thought better of it. "What made you change your mind?"

"You," she simply answered, looking straight into the green eyes across from her.

On the stage the first band came up and began to play a song.

Allison looked at Remy with wide eyes, a warm smile forming on her lips. She placed her hand on top of the brunette's and caressed it with her thumb. She was surprised how comfortable she was with them being in public holding hands but she knew that this was different than being at the hospital. People here didn't know them and she also wasn't their boss and needed respect from them.

They sat in a pleasent silence watching each other and never breaking eye contact.

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home*

While the band played in the background, Allison picked up a change of mood on Remy's face. They were still looking at each other and her hand was still on Remy's but the brunette's face looked kind of sad. She just couldn't quite make out why.

I look around at a beautiful life
Been the upperside of down
Been the inside of out
But we breathe
We breathe*

The blonde realised how that look got even sadder every few seconds. Finally Remy broke eye contact and looked down at their hands, growing more and more tense.

I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
Wanna take my time for me
All me*

She noticed that the brunette was about to take back her hand and fastened her grip. That made Remy look up at her and pulled her out of her daze, fear shining in her crystal blue eyes.

"Is everything okay?"

"Sure," the younger doctor said, giving her a halfhearted smile. "Come on, let's go."

"What? It's not even 10 o'clock."

"Who said we're going home?" The brunette showed a big smile and stood up, not letting go of the blonde's hand and interwined their fingers. Allison smiled back at her and stood up, following her out of the bar.

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home*

Once out of the bar, Remy picked up speed, dragging Cameron with her.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see," she said, turning her head towards her, to flash a smile at her.

"You're like a little child," she said, laughing at the excitement that Remy held but also fascinated about it.

"No, I'm actually worse!"

After a walk of about five minutes they arrived at a park. Suddenly Remy stopped at a bench and sat down. Cameron looked down at her questiningly.

"Sit with me?"

"Sure," the blonde answered, sitting down next to the brunette.

"I just love nature. It makes me feel alive. And every time I need to feel that again I come here. I just sit down and close my eyes, taking in the air around me, listening to the sounds of nature. Out here it doesn't matter who you are. Nature loves you the way you are. When I come here at night, I watch the stars, sometimes for hours. Being here makes me feel, it brings out the good in me," she said turning to look at Cameron. "You do that to me, too. You are like nature to me. You make me smile, you make me laugh, you always bring out the best in me and you take me as I am."

Cameron was tongue-tied. Never in her life has someone told her something that wonderful. She just looked at the brunette, drowning in her beautiful blue eyes. She wanted to say something but she was afraid to ruin what the brunette had created. It was like they were in their own world now, in their own universe even. Her eyes wandered from Remy's blue crystals to her wonderful red lips. She bit her lip when the brunette wetted hers. She looked into her eyes again and searched for some kind of permission. Remy leaned a bit foreward into Allison's space, locking eyes with her and the blonde added the last ten percent so that their lips were crashing against each other's.

Their kiss was soft, just lips touching lips and it lasted only a few seconds until Remy backed off a little bit. She tried to make eye contact with the blonde, but Allison's eyes were still closed, drowning in the sensation of the previous kiss. When she opened her eyes they looked at each other and Remy searched for any kind of insecurity on Allison's side.

Allison just smiled when she saw Remy looking her deep in the eyes. She leaned forward and placed her lips on the younger doctor's ones again. It was again soft at the beginning but then Allison deepened it and when Remy moaned into her mouth she slowly thrusted her tongue into her mouth. the kiss became more passionate and in a way demanding. After a while they seperated for the lack of oxygen and Allison saw Remy still sat there with her eyes closed and completely breathless. She smiled at the sight and took Remy's hand.

"Wow," the brunette let out, finally opening her eyes.

"Yeah," the blonde agreed with her.

She laid her head on Remy's shoulder and looked up at the stars, wishing that moment would never have to end.

But it did end and it send them back into reality. This was definitelly not the end of her fight for Remy.


*Stereophonics - Maybe Tomorrow

So, I'm actually not really happy about this chapter because it seems like this is the one you all waited for and I'm kind of dissapointed about my writing in this chapter. Well, I hope you still somehow enjoyed it. Please leave a review and let me know if you still liked it.