I'm TOTALLY sorry about not having the last chapter out as soon. I've been celebrating my b'day and eating a bunch of chocolate, choco cake. But, now it's here. I just can't belive, though, that this is the last chapter of my 1st House masterpiece. It's sooo sad! Gets tears n eyes I need a moment. Goes 2 corner and starts crying Well, here it is. Sniffs My last chapter. As always, reviews r nice 2 get from ya'll!!!
"Trey? Why are you-"
"I know. You're wondering why I'd call you after all that happened. But...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you just because of one thing. I mean, I would've done the same thing if I was in your position. Just...give me another chance."
"Another chance? I really don't know if I can."
"Please, Kara. I promise to be better. Give me another chance. If I screw up, I screw up, and that's my problem. You can leave me. I don't care. All I want is another try at this."
She slowly took in a breath. "Well...you broke my heart, you destroyed my aspirations for us, and I don't think I can just forgive you and move on automatically. In fact, I've got the right to just leave you for good. But...I'm willing to give us another shot."
"Translation, please?"
"Yes, Trey! Yes." She laughed at his question, wondering how he even got in her geometry class in only the 9th grade. "We're getting back together!"
There was a pause before he broke it. "So...did you finish that English assignment?"
"Duh! Why wouldn't I? There's nothing else to do in this place."
"Yeah. I guess you're right on that one. What else could you do in that bed?"
"I know! It's horrible! Well, anyways, I've gotta tackle geometry. I've got it in for me."
"Yeah...I don't want to make your day any worse, but I've gotta warn you that number 17's the worst problem in the world."
"Really? Even the problem last year in Algebra that no one could get right can't beat it?"
"Honestly, I think we've found our new match."
She groaned. "Great. Another problem not useful for my life."
"That's about it."
"Oh, boy. Well, I guess I'll talk to you later. Wish me luck."
"Good luck. Bye."
"Bye." She hung up, returned the phone back to its pocket, retrieved a couple of blue and red lined sheets of paper with her textbook, and plopped the backpack down at its original spot next to the only chair within the next few hundred yards. "Now...let's see what he's talking about," she mumbled under her breath as she flipped through page after page, trying to locate her assignment. After several seconds, she had found it, stupefied at the question staring her down in the face. "Oh. That's what he meant."
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Greg tossed his tennis ball up into the air, leaning back into his chair on wheels. Now that there was no new cases, his current patient was being discharged, and Cuddy amazingly hadn't tracked him down yet to do clinic work, all he had to do now was to play with his ball and Gameboy and to watch General Hospital. But, there was one more thing he had to face before time would be his.
"Dr. House?" A slim, tall figure slipped into the office and stopped mid-way to his desk.
He caught his sphere and put it down beside him. "If I do remember, you're supposed to knock on the door before entering. Don't you ever learn that anymore?"
She shook her head. "Look. I know you're wondering why I'm in here."
"Duh! Why wouldn't I?" he said in his famous sarcastic tone.
"The point is...I came in here to say...thanks. I know we only saw each other once during this entire time. Plus, honestly, I was kinda...scared after you can in. But, I know you're a great doctor."
"I know."
"So...thanks." She turned in her shoes to the door and went through the glass door that said, DR. GREGORY HOUSE, M.D. That's the last I'll see out of that drama queen, he thought as he tossed the ball into the air again and catched it when it towered down with gravity pushing down on it. Then, he got a lightbulb idea in his head.
I think I'll page Cameron. With an instant, he paged her on her pager and before he could go through half of a song on his i-Pod, she rushed into the room. "What's wrong?" she asked all in one breath, seeming if she just ran the hospital's length.
"Nothing's wrong. Mistress hasn't roamed the halls today."
"So, you paged me for no apparent reason?"
"Nope."
"Then, why did you page me? I've got people at the clinic."
"They'll live. They're not dying, unless one of them collapses and the nurses have to call about three different doctors. But, that's their problem." A few, ery seconds ticked by before he went on. "So...wanna come over tonight?"
"Uhh...sure. But, do you mean it by-"
"Exactly."
Her sunshine smile warmed up the gloomy room the two were in. "I think I can do that."
"Be over at my place after work. Oh, and look hot."
"What? Can't I just come like I am?"
"You look...not right."
"Okay. So tell me what I should I do?"
"I'd tease the hair, change out of that petite top and put on a strapless lace top, and bring on the makeup. But, that's just me."
"Okay. I'll do it." Cameron left his office, wondering how she could exactly 'bring on the makeup' just right for House. And wondering where that cute low-cut lace top of hers could be worn again or if she'd have to go shopping.
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Turns out Cameron could actually wear her tan-colored, lace top to her surprise. Plus, she DID tease her hair, as instructed by her boss, letting her long, elegant hair flow wherever it pleased. And when she did see House that night, her mind told her she accomplished the makeup task.
"Wow. Lots of makeup."
"Do you think it's too much or..." She decided to drop it and let him decide that matter.
"No. I also prefer that top on you rather than Cuddy. Boy, can she wear some low-cut shirts." A quick pause fell onto them before he continued. "What are you waiting for? I think the correct thing to do is to come inside. But, don't trust me on that one."
Cameron slowly walked into his apartment, throwing slight glances at everything as if she'd never entered before. The place, though, did seem if she'd never entered it. It was somewhat better lit up, the place seemed spotless. Well, except for a couple of corners, but why did it matter? And, as the spotlight of the living room, a wine bottle and two clear, sparkling glasses standing next to it on the coffee table and a couch ready for whatever made it just perfect.
"Wow. This is..."
"Unexpected."
"Yeah. Not what I was going to say, but yeah. Let's call it that."
"I'll pour us some wine." The two walked over and sank into House's recliner where he poured a moderate amount of the glittering liquid for both of them and enjoyed his drink with the woman he really had chemistry with. Compared to Stacy anyday. Cameron felt the same way, not believing she actually was drinking wine with her boss at his home. When the two finished off their drinks, those feelings turned into different feelings. MUCH more passionate ones. Greg and Allison let's just say, had one heck of a sexy night, embracing each other like if they'd never done it before.
As for Kara, she and Trey started back where they left off and became even more closer before. They both continued their studies, including their dreaded geometry class, and did their after-school things like if the whole thing never happened. But it did, and everytime the two found themselves at arms, they'd think about that and forgive each other. Daniel still had his same over-protective mode, but it wasn't as bad and gave Kara some actual trust for the first time in her life. And her parents? Well, they gave their trust back...eventually.
If this were a fairytale, everything had a happily ever ending at PPTH, Princeton High School, and everywhere else it'd affected. And let it be.
Until next time.
So that's ur story, my addicts!! Don't worry! I am, 2!!! Anyways, I've hope u enjoyed this tale very much. B on the lookout Mon.-Wed. 4 my Valentine's Day gift 4 ALL the House/Cam peeps out there. Oh, and my latest idea is on its way! Like House and National Treasure? How about 2gether??? That's all I'm telling about the idea!!!:P