Cameron went to her door to see who was knocking. She opened it and saw a police officer standing outside of her door. "Can I help you?" Cameron asked him.

"Are you Allison Cameron?"

"I am" she responded.

"Ms. Cameron, I am Detective Kenneth Holbrook. May I come in and ask you a few questions?"

"Of course," Cameron said, stepping aside and allowing Detective Holbrook to enter.

"Thank you, 'mam."

"Can I get you anything to eat or drink?" Cameron asked.

"No, thank you" Detective Holbrook said. "Let's sit down and get started shall we." Cameron walked into her living room with Detective Holbrook following. They each took a seat across from one another. Detective Holbrook took out a notebook and pen.

"So, Ms. Cameron, it is my understanding that you were with the defendant Stephanie Cuddy on the night in which she was sexually assaulted. Is that correct?"

"Yes, but Stephanie wasn't actually assaulted. Edward Vogler tried threatening her to have intercourse with him, and she said no. So then she…"

"So Mr. Vogler never laid a hand on Miss Cuddy?" Detective Holbrook clarified.

"As far as I know, no he didn't."

"And do you know what exactly these alleged threats he made were?"

"He said that if she didn't have intercourse with him that she would be responsible for him taking Dr. House's severance pay. He also said that if she told anyone about what happened that he would make sure her mom got fired also" Cameron explained.

"In your opinion, does he have the power to follow through on either of these threats?"

"Yes, I do."

"One last question. What is your relationship with the defendant?"

"I am a family friend and I was also one of her treating doctors."

"So there was a conflict of interest when you took her case then?"

"No, and I don't see what this has to do with what Vogler did."

"I'm trying to establish your credibility as a witness should you be called to testify" Detective Holbrook told her.

"I am telling you nothing but the truth here" Cameron protested. "And there was no conflict of interest because, if you must know, I didn't become a friend of the family until after Stephanie received her diagnosis."

"I see," Detective Holbrook said, scribbling something down on his pad. "Well, that's all the questions I have for now. Thank you for your time."

"It's no problem," Cameron said. Detective Holbrook nodded before getting up and leaving…

It was around midnight when House and Stephanie arrived at Cuddy's home. Stephanie got out of House's car, waved goodbye and walked up the driveway, grabbing her key along the way. Stephanie looked up at the house and saw that there were no lights on. She desperately hoped that her mom was asleep and wasn't too mad about her running away. She took a deep breath, put the key in the lock and slowly opened the door. Once inside, Stephanie quietly crept up the stairs. If she remembered correctly, the second one from the top squeaked. So, she skipped that one. Stephanie tried to quietly navigate herself in the dark and had almost reached her room when the hallway light suddenly turned on. Stephanie gasped and slowly turned around only to find Cuddy standing there.

"Thank God you're home!" Cuddy signed. "Don't you ever do that again. You had me worried sick!"

"Sorry," Stephanie meekly signed.

"It's late. You need to go to bed, but tomorrow we are sitting down and talking about this." Stephanie simply nodded before turning away and walking into her room. Stephanie didn't even bother changing into her PJ's or brushing her teeth. She just slipped under her covers and thought about everything that Lucas had said…

"Can I help you?" Lucas asked when he opened the door.

"You don't recognize me?" Stephanie asked in shock.

"Should I?"

"I would hope so. I'm your daughter, Stephanie." Lucas took a deep breath.

"I was hoping it wasn't you" he admitted. "What are you doing here? Did your mom send you?"

"No, she doesn't even know I'm here."

"Then why are you here?" Lucas pressed.

"Can I come in?" He nodded, stepping aside and letting her walk into the foyer.

"I'm here to find out the truth about why you left us…mom and me." Lucas turned around and started shuffling through some papers. Stephanie thought he said something but wasn't quite sure. "If you're saying something, I can't hear you," Stephanie told him.

"Right," Lucas said turning around. "I left because your mom, and I disagreed on your medical care," he told her.

"What do you mean?"

"She thought that since you had already grown up speaking and hearing that you'd be able to live a relatively normal life with hearing aids and learning sign language. I disagreed and said that you needed to get a Cochlear Implant in order to give you the best chance possible. We argued about it for weeks and finally, one day, she packed up all my stuff while I was at work and kicked me out."

"She said you walked out on us."

"Of course," Lucas said with a roll of his eyes. "She's always making me out to be the bad guy. Look it's up to you whom you want to believe but, believe it or not, your mom doesn't have your best interests at heart. She just wants to take the easy way out."

"She learned how to sign also" Stephanie protested.

"Because it's easier than taking a chance and facing the potential risks of getting a Cochlear Implant. But, so you know, the benefits by far outweigh the risks."

"What exactly is a Cochlear?"

"It's a device that is surgically implanted into your head, and it stimulates your hearing nerve, allowing you to hear at a fairly normal level."

"Why wouldn't mom want me to hear again?"

"Because then she couldn't play the deaf daughter card to get more money from hospital donators and sympathy from the board in order to maintain job-security."

"That doesn't sound like my mom," Stephanie told him.

"Well, maybe you don't know your mom as well as you think you do," he said. "Anyway, I think you should go now. If anyone asks, I'll pretend you were never here."

"Thank you" Stephanie said, before turning around and walking outside.