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Author's Note: I am so sorry about updating this late. I got sick for a week, and then got a 2 weeks ban from computer because of the finals. Now that finals are over, it should be back to normal. I promise I will update as often as I can. I also want to thank everybody that wrote a review, you guys are awesome. The people write reviews, keep it coming. People don't, try and do it. I want to know what you think of it. Oh, and I have another story up about Bones, it's called the Wedding. It is going to be a House crossover, but it mainly focus on Bones though. Just want to let you guys know about it. Now, enjoy.
Chapter 7
"You guys celebrating something?" Wilson asked cheerfully, he took a seat next to Chase. House took the other and the only empty seat, next to Cameron.
"Yeah, we are celebrating Cameron's back with us, and somebody would make us coffee every morning." Foreman said.
Cameron rolled her eyes. "The reason I come back to work with you guys is not to make coffee."
"Chase, go and get another chair for Hamilton." Foreman ordered.
"Hamilton? She's here with you guys?" Wilson asked curiously.
Foreman started to explained, "Chase here offered her a ride home when her car broke down. He also invited her to come to our little celebration party without both of our consents." Cameron shot Chase a look, telling him that she was still mad about this incident. Chase stood up, muttered another apology, and went to get another chair.
"I cannot believe you children are already alienating people!" House mocked. "It's not nice. You need to play with other kids too. We live in a world that we live with other people. No one lives alone by himself or herself. You need to learn how to have interactions with other people!"
"House, shut up. You alienate people since you were a kid. And you lives alone." Wilson reminded House.
"I am the exception to that rule." House stated.
"And why exactly are you the exception to the rule?"
"Because I am brilliant?" Wilson rolled his eyes.
"Who wants a beer?" Chase asked, who just pulled an extra chair from somewhere else.
"Get me one."
"Me too."
"I guess a little bit of beer won't hurt."
"Hey, Chase. You didn't ask me." House said, staring at Chase.
Chase sighed, started to regret that he called Wilson and House over to their table. "What would you like to have, Dr. House?"
"Now, that's what I call the best service ever. Chase, you should reconsider your career plan. With hair like yours, it's only a matter of time you become the best waiter in the world. I would love to take a beer too, thank you, dear." House said, giving Chase a fake "charming" smile. Chase turned away with disgust.
"I think you scared the crap out of him." Foreman said, looking at Chase going to the bartender.
"I scared the crap out of everybody." House said plainly.
"That's true." Others nodded in agreements.
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Chase returned with several drinks in his hand, also accompanied with Hamilton. Hamilton took the seat next to House and Foreman. She seemed to be happy to be sitting next to House.
Wilson picked up his mug, and proposed a toast. "To Cameron, who is now back to work with us!"
Cameron smiled shyly.
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The three of them, Foreman, Chase, and Cameron started talking among each other, they talked about work to other silly things. Just a talk among old friends. House and Wilson were talking by themselves, about Cuddy's breast to someone else's breasts. Hamilton sitting alone, drinking, trying to engage a conversation with House, but failed to do so. Cameron had been surprised that Hamilton drink, since she had appeared to be a healthy woman.
It started to rain outside, causing House to curse under his breath. He had brought in his motorcycle today. The raindrops were hitting the window as hard as they could, as if they were doing some kind of revenge to the windows.
"How was your first week, Cameron?" Wilson suddenly asked.
"It was fine." And could have gone better, she said to herself.
"I am glad to hear that. Did House overwork you or something?" Wilson asked again.
House scowled, "Are you suggesting that I work them too hard?"
"Maybe?" Wilson said, challenged him.
"Then you will need evidence to proof it." House said, taking another sip of his drink.
Cameron watched the conversation going back and forth, smiled slightly to herself. She had missed the stupid arguments between House and Wilson too.
"I don't think he overwork us." Hamilton jumped to House's defense.
"That's my own battle, Hamilton. I like to fight my own battles." House snapped, sounded a bit upset that Hamilton opened her mouth. Hamilton shut up instantly.
Suddenly, they saw something flashed outside, and later with the thunder sound. Chase looked a bit shocked.
"Aww…Little Chase over there afraid of lightening and thunders?" House asked, teasing Chase.
"I'm not afraid of it, House." Chase replied, annoyed. He just didn't understand why House had to attack him everyday. Was it some kind of a hobby or it's just how House work?
Another flashing came by, and this time, the whole bar went dark. Couple people screamed with surprise.
"What's going on?" Cameron asked, her voice a bit shaky.
"Probably the power got cut because of the lightening. The back up is coming up soon." Foreman answered calmly.
Cameron told herself, don't panic, there's nothing to be afraid of, the power is just out for a while, it will come back before you even know it. It maybe unknown to people, but she actually had Achluophobia. She was afraid of the darkness. She got trapped in an elevator once when she was 4 years old, the power went out, and she was in there all by herself for 3 hours, before somebody noticed that she had gone missing and started to search for her. Those 3 hours seemed like years to Cameron. She was trapped inside, starving, and she couldn't see a thing. Cameron shuddered as her memory flashed in her brain.
It's gonna be okay. She told herself again. This time there's people with me. There's Wilson, Chase, Foreman, and House…I am going to be fine. She breathed out slowly, trying to calm herself.
"We are trying to get the power back up right now, just try and chill out for a while." The bar tender yelled. Cameron nodded, though no one noticed it.
Since the power was out, the bar became quiet, you could hear the slightest sound made by someone. Cameron started to feel herself was shaking. Acting with her instinct, she grabbed a hand that was on the table, holding on to it. At that moment, she didn't care whose hand was underneath hers, she just want to grab something, and try to calm down.
Wilson mumbled, "I think I may have a flashlight with me." Cameron could hear him picking up his bag.
"Wilson, hurry up." Cameron begged. She knew if this darkness continue for more than a minute, it was going to drive her insane, and she was going to yell on top of her lungs. She was really scared.
She could hear Wilson going through his bag. House, who sit next to her, opened his mouth, "Err…Hamilton?"
"Melissa." Hamilton corrected him.
"I can't breathe."
With that, the power came back up, the lights started to turn back on. Cameron looked over at House. Hamilton's hands were around House's neck.
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