OBLIVION

Summary: House tries to survive, while trying to keep his relationship with Cameron from dying out. Please R&R!

Rating: M

Notes to Note: Cameron/House. Definitely LOST/House crossover. Character deaths.

Notes to Really Note: I'm thinking about moving this to the LOST directory. So if this suddenly vanishes from the House section, you know where to find it.

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CHAPTER SEVEN - diagnosis

On the beach, right by Claire's tent, Allison Cameron, Claire Littleton (the Aussie woman who had been pregnant when they had crashed on the island), and Dana Bacher sat at the tree line, staring over the water. Cameron was now bigger, and well into her pregnancy.

"Whaddaya think it is? Boy or girl?" Dana asked.

Cameron smiled and shook her head. "I don't know. Hopefully it's actually something. With Gregg, you never know what you're gonna get."

She and Dana had had some catching up, a few days after the affair Dana had with House for seven days, minus the day where he broke up with her. Dana had never told Cameron, and she never would unless she really wanted to hurt House.

Cameron reached into her pack, unzipped a pocket on the side, and pulled out an Apollo bar, from the hatch.

"You..." Claire started, starting to feel envious.

"House gave it to me. He said that he blackmailed Hurley with something for it." Cameron replied, opening the bar. She sniffed, then suddenly coughed harder than she had in a while, the corners of her eyes getting wet. "Dammit..."

"You okay?" Claire asked, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You've been coughing like this for days."

"I'm fine, trust me. It's just a nonproductive cough. One of those Tailies had a cough, I must've caught it." Cameron replied, taking a bite of the bar. Her eyes went wide, a few seconds after swallowing, and immediately felt her stomach with her hand. "Ooh! She's kicking!"

"I guess House knows best when comes to waking unborn babies." Dan said, sarcastically. She held out her hand, intent on feeling the baby kick. "May I?"

"Mhm." Cameron said, nodding. Dana put her hand on Cameron's stomach, near where her hand was and felt the baby kick.

She giggled and said, "She's a strong one!"

"She gets it from her daddy." Cameron said.

"Oh, so now you think she's a she?" Claire said, grinning.

"Oh, yeah." Cameron replied.

"When do you think-"

"Soon. Very soon." she interrupted. She stood up slowly and sniffed again. "I'm going to go find House-" She suddenly wobbled, losing her footing, and braced herself against a tree. "Oh, God..."

"What is it?" Claire asked, standing up.

Cameron spun, hand over her mouth, ran into the jungle and vomited.

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"Amphotericin B. Write that down House."

"But, Doctor, I have a bum arm!" House whined, then jotted down the name of the medicine that Jack was putting into the medicine locker. "Amphotericin B is highly toxic. Put it on the left."

Jack nodded, did what House said, and grabbed another bottle from the small cooler of medicine bottles. "Itraconazole." he said, reading the label. "For a Jimmy Wayne."

"Obviously he did not survive." House said, writing that name down.

Jack put that bottle up, reached into the cooler without looking, saying, "Okay, our lucky winner is..." He pulled out a bottle. "Eh...Posaconazole."

"Posacana--what? The hell is that?" House asked, looking up.

"If I remember correctly, it's a fungal disease treatment."

House responded with a grunt, jotting the name down. They heard the hatch door creak open, followed by the irregular footfalls of a pregnant woman. Cameron came around the corner, seemingly out of breath.

"Hey, Allison." House said, grabbing a medicine bottle from the cooler. "Come for the party? 'Cause we got the rockin' posaconzole, followed by the really cool, really wonderful-" He read the label of the bottle he had just grabbed. "-the really exciting ciclopirox. Ooh, what a kinky name."

"Gregg, something's wrong."

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"Chills, myalgia, cough, fever-"

"102 degrees."

"-Uh-huh. Headache, runny nose, congestion, and vomiting." House said, finishing writing those down on the wall of the hatch. "Suggestions?"

"This is Cameron we're talking about? That's a helluva symptoms." Wilson asked, sitting on the floor in front of House, who was standing at the wall.

House nodded.

"Pneumonia." Jack said, sitting on the chair beside Wilson.

"Uh-uh. No chest pain." House said, picking up his cane that was leaning against the wall by his left leg, and started twirling it.

"Could be influenza." Wilson said.

"I agree." House said, then wrote INFLUENZA on the wall.

"I'll start her on antibiotics." Jack said.

"No, Jack. It's blastomycosis." Cameron said, then coughed into her fist. She had entered from the bedroom, silently.

"A fungal infection?" Jack asked, turning.

"And infected cuts?" Wilson asked, turning also.

"We have no evidence that it is blastomycosis." House said, loudly, turning Wilson and Jack's heads. "It could still be the flu." He stopped twirling his cane, brought it down to his side, and started to tap it against the wall.

"No, Gregg, Influenza causes body aches, sore joints, sore throat, loss of smell, fatigue-"

"You aren't tired?" House interrupted, sitting up off the wall.

"Of course I'm tired!"

"Good, the flu it is! Start her on whatever it is that you treat the flu with." House finished, then walked out swiftly. He stopped at the exit, jogged outside, and started to relive himself behind a tree. Cameron came out the door, right on his trail.

"Oh, snap, you followed me!" he exclaimed. "You must really want me now!"

"You want it to be the flu, don't you?" she asked, hands on her hips.

"All sign point to it." House said, still urinating. He motioned to the hatch door. "Could you...?"

She shut the door. "Since when were you afraid to show your genitals?" she asked.

"I'm not. It's just embarrassing." he said, leaning to the side slightly so he could see her. "You were supposed to exit when the door shut."

"You can be a real ass sometimes, House." she said, taking a step closer. "But I guess I'm stuck with you."

House zipped up his fly and said, "We'll treat you for the flu. Then you'll be just fine."

Cameron sighed and said, "You haven't detoxed yet."

"So." House said, walking past her.

"You were addicted to vicoden. Last-"

"Last time I didn't have a bunch of drugs at my disposal." House finished, smirking.

Cameron was shocked. "You-You've been taking vicoden to get high?" she asked, raising her voice. "I thought you were clean! You said-"

"I never told you anything, and you never asked." House replied.

"But you should have told me." she said.

"Vicoden isn't illegal." he dead-panned. He walked closer to her, and gently squeezed her upper arm, smiling. "I love you. You know that." He looked her in the eye and said:

"You say the word, and I will detox."

tbc