A/N: Hi, everyone! Here I am again, a month after I last updated this story. o.O Ah, the perks of writing multiple stuff at the same time… lol I hope you can forgive me. XD


Thirteen froze upon hearing her companion's question. She should've known it was coming, especially after all the information she had just given the blonde about herself. Still, she wished she'd have a longer time to deal with that issue. After all, that was their first conversation in seven years, and only the second in their lives. She thought about lying, saying that she did it and it came back negative, but that would mean already starting whatever relationship they might grow to have with a lie. Sighing, she opted for the truth.

"No, I haven't."

"Why not?! Remy, you have to do it! You have to know, to take this weight off of your shoulders… You are here thinking you might die, and maybe you're not!"

"And maybe I am. And if I do it, I'll be sure. It'll be like having my death sentence in front of me, and I don't want that! I don't want to live my life knowing how long it'll last!"

Remy was quickly regretting engaging in that conversation. Exasperation was clear in both the tone of her voice and the straightened up posture she had assumed. That fact, of course, didn't go unnoticed by the woman in front of her.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry for bringing that up… It's just that you might be worrying over nothing; and even if you do have it, there are new treatments now, and we could do something… but if you don't want to talk about it right now, we won't. Just promise me you'll think about it, ok?"

"Ok", the brunette replied with a sigh of relief. She knew the issue wouldn't be forgotten that easily, but she was glad that, at least for that time, it had been dropped down. Also, as much as she'd hate to admit it, the fact that the blonde doctor had been interested enough to ask about it and try to help her with that actually made her feel a bit warm inside. It was nice having someone care about her for a change.

Allison was looking up at her, and their eyes met one more time. Both women were at a loss of what to say, now that the hardest subjects had been dealt with. There was so much they could tell each other, so many things about themselves they could share, so much catching up to do… and still, nothing occurred to any of them.

Soon, they weren't looking into each other's eyes anymore. Instead, they were both staring at each other's lips, remembering the time when they had met. And even sooner, they were meeting again, softly at first, but gradually growing to become a deep, needy kiss. Cameron straddled the intern's legs, pressing her body to hers and effectively trapping the other woman between the tree and herself, both her hands cupping her cheeks. Hadley, on her turn, had one hand tangled in blonde hair, and the other around her partner's waist, resting on the small of her back and pulling her even closer.

And still, it was nowhere near sloppy or quick-paced. It was quite the opposite: slow, kind, careful, allowing them to savor every second of it. It was as they could express everything they were feeling, everything they had felt during the years they had been apart, through their lips and tongues and hands and skin.

Too soon to their liking, however, they had grown out of oxygen, and had to part. Breathing heavily, the head of the ER sat down on the other woman's legs, bringing their foreheads together and sighing in contentment.

"I'm glad you're here."

"I'm glad to be here. I do hope I get this job, even if that doctor seems completely nuts, and an asshole."

Cameron smirked at the observation. "Believe me, he's worse than what you've seen so far. By the way, shouldn't you be in the auditorium?"

The intern nearly jumped at the question. "Oh my God, yes, I should! Damn, I've got to go. I just hope he hasn't fired me already… Cam- Allison, will you wait for me? Or at least leave me you phone number, address, anything? I don't want to lose you again…"

"I'll wait for you, I promise. There's no way I'll let you go again. Now hurry!"

Turning around, Remy ran back towards the hospital building, leaving Allison to calmly walk the same path. She might, indeed, have just risked the job she was trying to get, but even if she did, it would be totally worth it. With a smile on her lips, she strode as confidently as she could into the room where all the other contestants sat, listening intently to Dr. House.

"Good afternoon, Number Thirteen! I'm glad your duties as a single mother of five have finally allowed you to join us today!"

Smirking, the brunette sad down, relieved that the word 'fired' hadn't been uttered by the older doctor. "Wrong again, no kids". Thinking to herself, the intern decided that, maybe, remaining a mystery was, indeed, an excellent strategy.

The day went by with them treating an imaginary patient. Fortunately, he was cured, at least imaginarily, due to a suggestion partly made by Remy, which meant that, by the beginning of the evening, she was ready to leave, and still allowed to come back the next morning.

Exiting the auditorium, she was pleased to see a blonde woman sitting on a bench next to the door. Apparently, she had been there for quite a while, since she had fallen asleep with her forehead resting on her hands and her elbows, on their turn, resting on her knees. Hadley sat beside her as silently as she could, and softly stroke her hair to wake her up. However, as light as the caress had been, it still made the older woman jump from her seat, as soon as she realized where she was.

Moving her hand from the doctor's head to her shoulder, the intern gently pressed it down, trying to soothe her companion. "Shh, it's just me!"

"Oh God, you scared me! I didn't even realize I had slept… I thought it was House. By the way, we should leave before he sees us together!"

Before the brunette could protest, Cameron had already gotten up from her place, and was tugging the younger woman's hand for her to do the same. Being pulled like that, she complied, but made a point of not letting go of that hand once she was up. The blonde couldn't stop the smile that crept its way onto her face when she realized they were walking the hospital corridors hand in hand. Unknown for the two of them was the fact that a limping doctor had left the auditorium, just in time to see them going away, before they turned a corner.


A/N: So, I'm not entirely pleased with this chapter. Actually, I'm not pleased with it at all. Still, I hope your opinions differ from mine. LOL But seriously, feel free to criticize as well.

On the other hand, I've sort of had an idea while writing it, which will probably lead the path the next few chapters should be taking. Which means this was at least good for something. lol