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It was still black, but Cuddy was able to think logically and feel the area around her. The air was colder than normal. She found the perfect use of her legs and walked further into the black nothing, but did so slowly, for the fear of tripping over something. She was no longer in pain, feeling just as she did before the attack.

What was she looking for? What was waiting for her?

"Cameron?" she called out, a little afraid of her surroundings. She turned her head in all directions, but saw nothing, not even a speck of light in the distance. It's as if she was in a black hole with no way out.

She remembered what just happened. Was this the plane between life and death? Did she die trying to bring Cameron back to her?

Cuddy would've went on asking herself questions, but a small beam of beautiful white and blue light from high in the sky a few feet away from her caught her attention instead. She stopped walking and stared at the light, as if someone were going to shoot down and come to her. Nothing seemed too farfetched now. What really scared her was that being the light to take her to the other side. She lightly clenched her fists by her side. She didn't dare say anything.

There was nothing intimidating about the shiny beam. In fact, it was calming and soothing, mellowing her out, as if to ease her through the transition to the other side, like from the movie Ghost.

Nothing was happening. No one showed up and no voices were heard. She was supposed to move forward and go to the other side. She had a gut feeling that's what was supposed to be happening.

Cuddy still didn't move. Tears came to her eyes. She couldn't leave yet! There were still so many things she wanted to do with her life. There was the hospital, her benefactors, her wanting to have a baby, and even House. That son of a bitch was enough in its own to hold her back from going to the other side. If she ever told him that, he'd probably roll around in a laughing fit.

And then there was Cameron, the one person who never gave up on her. Cuddy's heart fell. She owed Cameron an explanation. Actually, she owed her more than that.

Cuddy flinched when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her head immediately wrenched to the side.

"I've always thought the transition to be the hardest part," Cameron said, appearing out of nowhere beside her. "If you believe in Heaven." She looked from Cuddy with a small smile on her face to the light in front of her.

"How did you get here?" Cuddy asked.

"You brought me here." Cameron walked in front of her. Cuddy saw her easily, as if Cameron's body was perfectly illuminated just for this one particular moment. "I guess the rule is…you're allowed to see one person before you move on."

Tears fell from Cuddy's eyes. "I'm…dead?"

Cameron shook her head. "No…We're hoping it doesn't come to that."

"What happened?"

Cameron looked upwards. Suddenly, the area was filled with the sounds of flat lining machines, hurried voices, crying, and yelling.

"Come on, Dr. Cuddy, don't leave us! Come on, dammit!" The anxious voice belonged to Foreman, who heard what happened and raced back upstairs as fast as he could. "Turn it to 425 and go again!"

Cuddy's mouth dropped. She guessed he was the one using the paddles to try to bring her back to life, but yet, here she couldn't feel anything, so she didn't know if t was working. If it was working, would she still be here?

In the background, she heard crying. She was able to zoom in on that voice. It was Cameron's voice, yelling for Cuddy to come back to her and that she was sorry for everything.

Cuddy looked at the Cameron in front of her. "If you're up there…how are you here?"

"The same way you are. I'm here in spirit. I'm presenting myself the way you want to see me, which is a non-emotional mess."

"So…you're only going to say what I want to hear?"

Cameron shook her head. "No. I'm still me. I'm capable of my own thoughts and feelings. You're an idiot for doing what you did. You knew that disconnecting yourself from the machine would cause you to lose consciousness and clot faster with the knowledge that you could die, but you did it anyway."

"I didn't want you to leave."

Cameron stepped forward and reached out her hand to brush Cuddy's tears away. Cuddy felt her hand at her face. She covered it with her own and shut her eyes tightly, wanting to be anywhere but here, and with Cameron by her side.

"I wouldn't have left you. Even if you tied me up and threw me into the ocean, I would still find a way to get back to you. I love you," Cameron said.

Cuddy kissed Cameron's hand, but didn't open her eyes. "I love you, too," she sobbed.

"Please come back to us. Come back to me."

"I will. I promise."

Cuddy wasn't ready to end her life there when her life had just begun with Cameron. She refused to move towards the light and spent her time embracing Cameron, as if Cameron were a teleportation device that would get her out of that place. It started to feel intimidating and cold there. It was a place that was taking her away from her loved ones, not sending her to a world of peace and tranquility. It might as well have been Hell she was being taken to. Under no circumstances was she stepping forward and Cameron had no plans to have it come that far, even if she was just in Cuddy's subconscious and not really there. Both of them wanted the same thing. Cuddy vowed to give her that, plus much more. She needed to be alive for that. She couldn't die without Cameron ever knowing how she really felt.

Cuddy's determination was strong. In the room, she was clinically dead for a minute, surrounded by teary colleagues and devoted employees that took it hard. It hit Cameron the hardest. House was in there, having to pull her away when they called time of death. The clot had moved its way up and blocked the main artery responsible for pumping the blood throughout the major parts of the body, stopping her heart instantly. They tried to hook her up to a machine that would pump her heart for her, but the clot wouldn't allow the flow of blood to pass, causing it to build up.

Suddenly, the flat line disappeared and the machine started beeping normally again. Cuddy gasped in air to fill her vacant lungs. Everyone in the room was alerted and astonished. Foreman reached in to feel her pulse at the side of her neck. He revealed to the rest of the room that it was strong.

"The adrenaline must've shifted the clot," Chase said, checking Cuddy's heart with a stethoscope. "Her heart's beating normal."

Cameron was the first to waste no time in getting as close to Cuddy as she could, in tears no less, thanking god, despite her being an atheist. The rest of the room's inhabitants didn't appear to take notice in her actions. Somehow they already knew that Cameron had a thing for their boss. Must be House's big mouth.

Cuddy was hooked back up to the machines that cleaned and filtered her blood. It was as if this never happened.

"You're an idiot!" House said immediately when Cuddy's eyes started to flutter open shortly after she started breathing regularly and being hooked up to oxygen through the nose. She had the option to talk if she could find her voice.

"Thanks, House," she said, voice breaking, but sounded coherent. She definitely called that one, guessing how he would react to what she did.

"You gave us quite a scare," Foreman said with relief, leaning over to hug her. "Don't let that happen again."

He kissed her cheek. Cuddy chuckled. Her voice was very rough, as if she were extremely tired. "I won't. I'm sorry."

She received hugs all around from her thankful employees, including Chase, Foreman, and Wilson. Everyone except House. That was a given. He wouldn't allow himself to be subjected to all this mushiness. It's a wonder he stayed in the room as long as he did. He stood beside Cameron, continuing to call Cuddy a moron for what she did, even though she understood that she could die.

"House, why don't you go finish watching that YouTube gameplay and bother Cuddy later," Wilson suggested. "Or go look up Lisa Edelstein; I hear that her movie clips from Susan's Plan and Keeping the Faith are killer."

House frowned. "Who?"

"Just go. Actually, I'll go with you to make sure you go to your office without taking a detour and accidentally finding yourself back down here."

House scoffed and stood. "Fine, I can take the hint. You going to sterilize the nipples, too, mommy? Cuddy, I'm glad you didn't bite the dust."

Cuddy chuckled weakly. Even in the worst of times, he finds some way to make her laugh. "Thanks, House. You're too kind."

House and Wilson left. After updating Cuddy on the procedures and what to expect, Foreman and whoever else was remaining had left. He didn't have to go too into detail, for Cuddy already knew what to expect. They wanted to get her in for surgery as quickly as possible to remove the clot near her heart. It shifted downwards again, making the surgery possible.

Now it was just Cameron in there with her. For the past fifteen minutes since Cuddy's revival and through the relieved cheers and hugs, Cameron was smoothing Cuddy's hair with her hand and interlacing their fingers together with her free hand when Cuddy didn't need it to hug her staff.

"You scared me so bad," Cameron said, stroking her hair gently. "I felt I was the one dying."

Cuddy apologized. Immediately after, she thanked her.

"For what?" Cameron asked, wondering why she was thanking her.

"For pulling me back," Cuddy said and then used her free hand to grasp Cameron by the collar of her shirt and bring her down for a kiss.

Cameron's eyes were wide for a moment. She never expected Cuddy to make such a bold move, especially after what she just went through. She allowed her eyes to close as she kissed back with so much fervor that it caused a moan to escape Cuddy's throat. Cameron crawled into bed beside her and sealed their bodies together as the kiss continued. Cameron did keep it in mind that Cuddy didn't have the strength and took it easy on her.

Cameron let Cuddy control the vehement of the kiss so it wouldn't be too overpowering. It amazed her how fast her strength came back. Their kiss went on for a good minute until they both mutually pulled back to gasp for air. Cuddy's hand lingered on Cameron's cheek as their eyes spoke to one another. They didn't have to verbally say that they loved one another. It was in their eyes and most definitely in the kiss.

"Get some sleep," Cuddy told Cameron, holding her hand and kissing the top of her head.

Cameron agreed to. She rested her head up on Cuddy's shoulder and felt her eyes grow heavy instantly. She wasn't sure what Cuddy meant by her pulling her back and right now it really didn't matter. Being shushed and relaxed to sleep by the heartbeat of the one you love is the most comforting feeling in the world. Soon, they were both asleep.

Cuddy was officially back to work in two weeks. As soon as she got out of the ICU, she went straight home to take a much-needed shower that wasn't done by a sponge and get a decent change of clothes. After, she went back to the hospital. She had to finish getting caught up on the horrendous stack of papers that piled up in the two weeks that she was gone. A week ago she was able to have her work brought to her in the ICU while she recovered. Because of that, there was no need for a replacement. It's hard to find temporary Deans of Medicine anyway and Cuddy had a specific system she kept when it came to her filing. Having a temporary would only cause stress that she didn't need during recovery. Even though everyone seemed distant during Cuddy's stay here, they had every ounce of assurance that she would pull through, so researching for another Dean was out of the question.

Cuddy sighed heavily and sat in her seat. She smiled. It was nice to be back here, even if she is faced with a whole lot of paperwork that wasn't brought to her in the ICU. In front of her was the last chart she looked at before the attack. It was the chart on Maggie Flannigan that she never put away. Swallowing hard, Cuddy opened it. Maggie was undiagnosed up until Cuddy diagnosed herself. Somehow, both of their charts revealed the wrong blood type. Cuddy and Maggie were O negative. When they gave Maggie O positive for her transfusion, her body attacked itself and clotted severely. No one saw the clot in her heart until it was too late. How the clot got there was a mystery to everyone. It was too late for Maggie, but Cuddy felt a relief that she knew how she died and it wasn't directed to something she did.

Taking a deep breath, Cuddy picked up her phone and dialed the penitentiary where Cameron said Mr. Flannigan was. Following a moment of trying to get through, and going through several people, Cuddy finally got through to him after being on hold.

"If you're not my lawyer, I really don't have anything to say," he said quickly and was seconds away from hanging up.

"Mr. Flannigan, don't hang up, it's Lisa Cuddy from Princeton-Plainsboro," she said, twice as hurried, afraid he would hang up on her.

He didn't say anything for a moment, but background activity told her he didn't hang up. It really wasn't a pleasant conversation. She didn't think it would be. She informed him on how his wife died and straight away, he wanted to sue the person responsible for giving her the wrong blood. Cuddy knew it would come down to that. Maybe it was a bad idea that she called. She figured Mr. Flannigan would want some peace of mind about his wife. People make mistakes. It's just unfortunate that some mistakes cost lives and to see justice, the person at fault has to be sued.

The rest of the call didn't go very well. Cuddy ended up in tears when she hung up. She expected him to still blame her and threaten to sue the hospital. He was already planning to, even though he was in lockup for attempted murder against Cuddy. They had the underground cameras as proof of that. The pacifist in her thought to consider dismissing the charges against him in exchange for letting his wife rest in peace. She didn't get that far to consider that option, because he had already hung up on her.

Cuddy wanted to put it behind her. What's done is done. She stood up and hid away Maggie's file in with the others in the filing cabinet.

A knock at the door made her turn around. Cameron entered the room.

"I can't believe you're back already," she said with a smile. Cameron allowed herself rest when it was officially confirmed that Cuddy would fully recover. This was two weeks ago. Cuddy healed fast. Nothing could keep her down for long.

She shoved her hands into her jeans pockets, walking up to the front of the desk as Cuddy walked behind it.

"Yeah, well, the paperwork isn't going to file itself."

The smile on Cameron's face disappeared when she saw Cuddy wasn't returning it. "What's wrong?"

Cuddy shook her head, lowing her head. "Nothing. I'm just a little tired still, I guess."

"You don't sound tired; you sound like you just lost your best friend." Cameron knew that tone of voice well. "What happened?"

Cuddy took a deep breath. "I called Mr. Flannigan and told him what really happened to his wife," she said, meeting Cameron's eyes. "He threatened to sue me for negligence, and then Allyn directly."

Cameron's eyes widened. "How can he? He's in confinement!"

"He can still sue," Cuddy said, grabbing a handful of files from the corner of her desk and dropping them in the spot in front of her.

"Well…you're insured for that, right? I'm sure Allyn has malpractice insurance."

"That's not the point. If I caught it when I had the chance—"

"Cuddy, don't go there. You'll be beating yourself up for nothing, taking it back to square one. You diagnosed her, and yourself, so just let it go. You weren't directly responsible. You didn't administer the blood during the transfusion, nor did you know she had the wrong type charted. You're blaming yourself for nothing."

Cuddy sighed. She was right. Cuddy nodded. "I know."

"Just be thankful you didn't join her. God, I know I am."

Cuddy grinned.

"How's your leg?"

"It's okay…I was able to take the gauze off permanently and walk around on it normally with no pain. It's going to leave an awful surgical scar, though."

"It was either the surgery or you ending up walking like House."

That made the both of them laugh in unity, even though it wasn't really that funny.

"You made the right choices," Cuddy said, reaching her hand up across the desk to touch Cameron's cheek. "I don't know why they brought in Jenny," she added with a hint of annoyance, taking her hand back.

"I think it was House's doing. We didn't need your proxy for the surgery to remove the clot in your leg, so I don't know why we needed one to take you off the anticoagulants."

Cuddy shook her head in disbelief. "I'm afraid I'll never understand him. But at least Jenny coming back made me realize some things, especially one thing."

"What?" Cameron prompted.

"She made me grasp that I really hate blondes, so never become one."

Cameron chortled quietly. "Don't worry, I don't plan to now."

"She also reawakened something in me I thought was gone when I lost her and for that, I'll always be glad she came."

Cameron smiled. She knew where Cuddy was going with that. "So what time should I pick you up tonight?" she asked, leaning over the desk with her arms as support.

"Don't bother, I'll be over after work," Cuddy whispered, bringing her head closer to Cameron's. Their lips connected urgently. Cameron's hands went up to cup Cuddy's cheeks while Cuddy's hands pulled Cameron closer to her to the point where more than half her upper body leaned over the desk. Cameron had to use one of her hands to balance herself so she couldn't fall.

"By the way…" Cuddy breathed into her mouth, not disconnecting the kiss.

"Yeah…?" Cameron didn't break the kiss either.

"You're not fired."

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What did you think? I've started a sequel that picks up right where this story leaves off and that'll be on here soon. There's lots of femslash and hot Cuddy x Cameron action to look forward to! And of course, since it is me, there will be drama and House poking his nose where it doesn't belong. Thanks again everyone for reading! :)