Note: Thanks for the Feedback, as usual. It is all much appreciated. Starman800: I will get to explaining a little more about Mikayla and House's Friendship but I will say, the showing up at the house will be explained also. I will try to get it out as best as possible. Thanks for reminding me about it though. I tend to get sidetracked. When something is in Italics in this chapter it is a flashback. I figured it might be the best way to explain mikayla and House and their past. Here goes.

Chapter 9:

Cameron Woke up looking around the room, the last thing she remembered was going to house's to talk about chase, and then she must have passed out here. She knew she was lying on House's bed, she got up out of bed to find house sleeping on his couch. She frowned; his leg had to be killing him, if he slept had on the couch like that. She grabbed the pill bottle off of his nightstand and sat it on his coffee table; she smiled down at his sleeping form. He looked so peaceful, just by looking at him; it was almost as if the mean, gruff man that she had come to know didn't exist. She sighed and got her things together and headed out the door.

At work Cameron tries to ignore chase, but he won't leave her alone. Every time he comes near her she remembers that night. The smell of vodka on his breath, the confession, the crying for her to forgive him, the yelling and finally the rape. She couldn't be around him, she kept blaming herself for what he did to her, but deep down she knew that the only person to blame was him. She didn't know how to handle the situation at all; finally she escaped to a nearby room to hide out for a while.

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Mikayla looked around her new office and sighed. She was really doing this, She was uprooting her entire life, and for what…a job? It wasn't that simple and she knew it. It was about House. When he asked she saw the desperation in his eyes, she knew that look all too well. It was his way of saying I need your help without actually saying it. It was like the night he called to ask her to come to help with a case, but there was much more to it than that.

Mikayla looked up at her phone as it rang. She knew the number, and she wondered if she should even pick it up. She didn't want a dose of Doctor House today but she knew that she wouldn't be able to resist. David looked down at the phone and rolled his eyes. "House" he said in a condescending tone. "David, not now." She spoke weakly at him. "Doesn't act like that Mikay, You know why I don't care for the man, and he's an ass. All he ever does is treat people like crap, and I know you think there is some deep reason behind it, but truth is, he's just an ass" She rolled her eyes at her husband and flipped the phone open.


"Yes?" She stated into the phone, waiting for whatever game he was playing this time.

"Ah, Took you long enough, god what does a man have to do to get his favorite mistress to answer the phone. What has the world come to?"

Mikayla rolled her eyes.

"House, what do you want?"

"Funny you ask, I needed your very professional assistance on a case"

"I'm not a diagnostician House, How many times do I have to tell you, there is nothing I can do for you about your cases. If you need someone to feed your fetish with puzzles, get off your ass and go into Wilson's office and rattle on about it until you have a big emphany, then go and cure the patient…It's what you do….You don't need me for that." She said getting annoyed

"You see, I could do that, but where would that get me. Somehow I don't see a PhD in psychology hanging on his door."

The back and forth conversation when on for a while. House had finally asked her to come there, and she argued with him, but she stopped in mid-argument when she noticed the tone in his voice. It wasn't condescending as usual; she noticed the tone all too well. It was the only tone he couldn't fake, it was desperation.


"Alright fine…whatever. I'll come" She hung up the phone and shied away from the looks that David was giving her at the moment. She knew he was disappointed in her for caving, but he didn't understand house the way she did. Desperation in his voice meant that he really needed her and that was all that mattered for the moment.

Mikayla heard a knock at the door and looked up to see house standing at the door.

"Ah, , what do I owe the honor"

"Funny, I need you" He spoke lightly and she stared at him. There was the look.

"For?"

"You are the only one in this world that can talk me out of doing something, that could be potentially stupid on my part; I need you to work your magic"

"Okay what do you want to do?"

"Take that elevator down to the surgical floor, and kill Robert Chase"

"Still stuck on that, you already punched the guy for cheating on your girl, just leave him alone. She's a big girl"

"Not for that"

"Then for what?

"For raping her"

"What?!?!"

"Shh…I don't think I'm supposed to tell anyone. She told me about it, and I promised her I wouldn't attack him, but that's all I want to do. All I want to do is go up there and kill him."

"Okay house, tell me what happened"

So he did. He went through everything that Cameron had told him last night. Mikayla stood there astonished. He would have gone to Wilson as usual, but he couldn't help. That would only make the situation worse, because then Wilson would probably go to cuddy, trying to get chase fired, then Cameron would know he told. It was a lose, lose, situation here.

"Okay House, Why Don't you just stay in here for a while. You don't have a case as of the moment, and I'll get you out of clinic."

House looked up at her smiling. She knew him to well. If she were to let him out of this office right now, he would do exactly what Cameron told him not to, he would attack chase.

They talked about what to do about the situation, and how to keep Cameron safe from chase for a while. They trailed off subject eventually. House knew what she was doing. She was keeping him busy. Keeping him from leaving this office, until she was sure that he wouldn't go kill chase, the second he walked out of there.

"So remember the first time you met me...You were so in love with me" House said smiling at mikayla.

She started laughing hysterically.

"Right, somehow, I don't think love was exactly the right word to describe what I felt for you when I met you…a better word would probably be…"

"Hate?"

"Yeah, that works"

She started laughing again, at his attempt to avoid her asking about Cameron and how he felt about her.

Mikayla was walking idly down the street when she ran face first the man in front of her.

"Hey watch it, Barbie"

She felt herself fume, and looked over the man that was intent on insulting her, on one of the worst days of her life.

He was older than her, he was rough and mean looking, and seemed to have amusement at the fact that he got her to stop in her tracks and stare at him.

"Look lady, I know I'm to die for, but you can stop staring now"

She rolled her eyes at him and started to walk off, before she tripped and fell on her face. She looked down at the ground to notice his foot held out. He had tripped her. She scowled at him. "What the hell do you think you are doing?"

"Aww, did you hurt yourself? You should be more careful" He started to walk away from her before he felt her hand on his arm. He swung around to look at her and was met by her fist in his face.

"What the..."

"Aww, did you hurt yourself? You should be more careful" She repeated back what he had said to her earlier. He looked her over. The beautiful woman standing in front of him was more that what she had seemed originally and she packed one hell of a punch.

They were both laughing from the memory.

"I couldn't believe you hit me, and it hurt like hell"

"Yeah and that's the first time I seen it"

"What"

"That look, the one you get when you want so desperately to figure something out, I didn't realize that was what it was, until the first time I saw a case interest you, I recognized it right away. I was a puzzle to you. The girl that looked like she couldn't take care of herself, wrapped up in her own life, someone who was willing to be stepped over, and then I proved you wrong, and from then on, you wanted to figure out why"

"Took a long time to figure you out, my dear friend."

"Oh so you think you have me figured out do ya?"

"Somewhat"

"I still remember the first time that you gave me one of those I've got you all figured out speeches"

"And boy was I wrong"

Mikayla was sitting at a table in the hospital that she was currently doing her residency at when she looked up and seen house. She rolled her eyes. She still couldn't believe that the man who had been so mean to her that day on the street worked in the same place as her, and he got more annoying by the moment.

"You know, I finally figured you out" He stared her intently as he was speaking.

"Oh yeah?"

"You're damaged…It's the only explanation. You walk around, you look like a fragile little girl, your beautiful and you know it, and you know that everyone assumes that you got everything in life but looking pretty, but then you turn around and shock everyone by being the biggest bitch on the planet. I like that. But, there is only one reason that girl like you could be so mean"


"Oh I see, so just because I don't put up with your shit like everyone else does, then I'm a bitch, and because I am, there has to be a reason for it. You know get over it, not everything is a puzzle; I'm not something you can just figure out and go on with it. You don't know anything about me, so back off"

She got up and walked out of the room.

"You never stopped either. For years every time I saw you, you asked about my past. Trying and trying."

"Yeah, you hated me"

"And you had this messed up idea that I was in love with you"

"Oh yes, I remember."

She saw him out of the corner of her eye, approaching her. The questions had finally stopped, so she was wondering why he was coming up to her now.

"I got it"

"Oh, not again. I thought you were done with the Mikayla is damaged shit by now"

"You aren't damaged, but you want me to think you are because you think I'm into that kind of thing"

Mikayla spit her drink out and about choked.

"Excuse me?"

"I finally figured it out. Your into older men, and you wondered how to get me into your bed, you think ah he's a doctor, so if he thinks he can cure me, then I'll have a decent shot at him"

She started laughing hysterically.

"You think…I….Like…you" She said in a fit of giggles.

"It's not that funny"

"Listen House, if you think for one minute that I would ever be interested in someone like…well like you, then you are obviously more delusional that I thought. When we met you were a jerk to me, I punched you, you ask me questions everyday to see if I'm damaged and when you can't figure it out, suddenly I must be in love with you. You're sick, you know that. First of all I have my issues like every normal person, but I'm no so damaged that I needed to learn to fight so that I wouldn't be stepped all over. I didn't get anything handed to me because I'm pretty, I worked my stunning little ass off to get where I am…and I am in love…but not with the likes of you. Got it?"

He started in astonishment as she walked away.

"Ah, the good ole' days"

She started laughing as he said this.

"So I have a question for ya Mikay"

"Hmm?"

"The other day when you came to the apartment to tell me about the move. Why come to my apartment instead of just telling me here"

"Sara"

"Your daughter?"

"Yeah, I know that she fell asleep on the car ride over, but she wanted to meet you. She said that she wanted to know her godfather, and she had never met you. Mikayla told her all about you from how she remembered you from her being little…but she didn't think that was enough. I just can't say no to them sometimes. They have that look that David gets that makes me melt."

"Ah. I see"

"I don't know, I just love them so much, and when they look at me with those sad eyes of desperation, I can't say no. So she begged me to bring her to see uncle house, and I just couldn't say no, even David had to give in"

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House left mikayla's office a couple of hours later and was ready to head out the door and go home. He was going to avoid thinking about chase and Cameron for the moment, and deal with it tomorrow.

That's when suddenly he saw him there. Chase, his face was swollen slightly but it made house chuckle until he felt his fists clinch. He had mental images in his head of what chase did to Cameron, he walked up to him.

"House, what now…you going to punch me for cheating on your girlfriend again"

"Listen you lousy piece of shit, and listen real close. I know what you did okay...and if you ever come within ten feet of her, the way she looks at me will be the least of your worries, because you will be too focused on remembering how to breathe because I will kill you. You are a vile excuse for a human being."

Chase looked at house with a realization that house knew exactly what he had done, and the dear welled up inside of him. He walked away from house as fast as he possibly could, while avoiding Cameron on his way.

Cameron felt the fear and anger well up inside of her. House was defending her yet again, and she wanted ask why, but she just got angry.

"HOUSE!" She screamed at him. He looked up at her in shock. She knew that he was looking for an escape, but not this time.

"I told you to stay of it. Why can't you listen to me for once? This is none of your business; don't make me sorry I told you. Leave him alone, leave me alone. Okay!"

"Actually you told me not to attack him, and I didn't. Where do you think I've been all day Cameron. I've been trying to avoid the prick, and anything that makes me think about what he did. I just told him to stay away from you. I didn't hit him as much as I wanted to... I didn't hit him because you said not to. OKAY!"

He walked off without walking back shaking his head. Women were so complicated.

Later that night at his house he was playing his piano, and Mikayla and David were sitting on his couch while their children played.

"Hey Greg" he heard mikayla say

"Huh?"

"Are you ever going to tell me, about cam?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh come on, she's perfect for you, and you're not even going to tell me about it"

He rolled his eyes. She had been doing this since they got here. Every now and then she would speak up and keep talking about it.

David looked at him with sympathetic eyes.

"Dude, humor her. You know mikayla, she isn't dropping it, and you know that's why we're here. Well Mostly to pry information out of you, so that she can play matchmaker, that and to make sure you don't go on a killing spree or anything" He chuckled at David's remark. He was right; she wasn't going to leave it alone.

"Alright look, I would love to answer your question, but I don't really know. I'm bad for her okay. She needs someone who can be there for her."

"Oh don't give me that crap house. The girl is in love with you, not because you're nice and sweet, but because you are who you are. She knows what she's getting into. She knows what to expect. Sometimes it's better that way. She just wants the chance you never gave her. Why don't you wake up and realize that as much of an ass you pretend to be, deep down you're a good guy"

He stared at her and almost went to talk some more before there was a knock at the door. He breathed a sigh of relief. Saved by the door.

He opened the door and sighed, it was Cameron. She looked around the room to see the kids, and mikayla sitting next to David.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I can come back later"

"Oh no you don't. We are leaving. Baby, let's get out of here and go to bed. House, Don't screw it up" She smiled at him and walked out the door leaving Cameron and House alone.

"What did she mean by that?" Cameron asked

"You never know with that woman" He said ignoring the question.

"So why are you here, come to yell at me again, well listen I don't care, you're lucky I don't go over there right now and kill him, so just get over it, and before you ask, no I haven't hit him, that's why Mikay and David were here, to make sure I didn't"

"Y…you told her?" He seen the anger rise in her

"That is not your place to tell her what happened to me!!!"

"Cameron…Cameron…Calm down…ALISON!!!"

"WHAT?!?"

"Shut up"

With that house looked at the fuming girl and sighed, she was still yelling, so he pulled her to him and before he even knew what was happening he crashed his lips into hers.

Well there it is. SORRY IT'S SO LONG! Lol. I couldn't help myself. There will be more about Mikayla and House's past later but for now. I'm done with this chapter. Hope you enjoyed