Disclaimers: I'm getting tired of writing this, but I don't own House.

Best Mistake Ever.

Chapter Ten: Rumor Has it.

Cameron smiled as she pulled back the privacy curtain revealing the small elderly man that lay in the bed behind it. He looked up at her curiously with big brown eyes as she stepped forward and pulled his file from under her arm. "Hello Mr. Taylor." Cameron said flipping the file open and resting it on top of empty stool. "I'm Doctor Cameron. I understand you fell last night and hit your head? How did that happen?"

Cameron grabbed a hold of the chair and pulled it up to his bedside before sitting down and leaning forward to listen to his story. "Well," He began, lifting his small bony arm and scratching the top of his balding head. "I was trying to get away from those damn ferrets the nurse let loose in my room." He muttered in a soft weak voice. "They were under my blanket biting my toes, and no matter how many times I kicked the little monsters they kept coming back."

"Ferrets…?" Cameron questioned, frowning a bit as the old man nodded. "Well, those nurses aren't very nice." She said placing her hand on top of his reassuringly before quickly scooting the chair back and getting to her feet. She stumbled forward, grabbing a hold of guard rail of the bed as her head spun. She blinked, releasing one hand from the mental bar and bringing up to her face, caressing her temple gently until the light headed-ness eased a bit.

"Doctor Cameron?" Mr. Taylor's soft voice came.

"Got up too fast…" She said with a soft chuckled, dropping her arms back to her side and looking back down at him. "I -" Cameron opened her mouth, closing instantly as she slowly eased herself back into the chair. "Give me a moment...?"

Mr. Taylor nodded his brown eyes wide with concern for his young doctor. "Should I call for a nurse?" He asked, staring at her.

Cameron looked at him smiling softly before shaking her head weakly. "I'm okay now. I missed breakfast and then quick movements." She said slowly getting back to her feet, realizing now that skipping breakfast might not have been the best idea- no matter how crappy she was feeling.

"Cameron." Cameron turned and saw Cuddy step in, pulling an intern in after her. "Johnson will take over here. We have three patients coming in from a multiple car collision. I need you prepared."

Cameron nodded and looked back down at the elderly man. "I'll come check on you in a bit, before now Dr. Johnson is going to take you to get an x-ray to make sure nothing broke when you fell last night and he'll monitor you to makes sure there was no damage caused to your brain during the fall."

The elderly man nodded and Cameron turned to follow Cuddy out to wait for the car accident victims to arrive. "You look pale." Cuddy said, stopping at hand sanitizer dispenser and pressing down on the head allowing the foam to cover her hands. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Cameron said, following Cuddy's lead and rubbing the foam into her hands before pulling on a new clean pair of gloves. "I'm fine." She said giving her boss a soft smile. When Cuddy turned away she bit her lip. She hadn't informed her of her pregnancy yet, even though both House and Chase had told her to, but once she did she knew that she would probably be moved to a desk job to decrease the risk of exposure to her and her developing baby and she wasn't ready for that just yet.

"You've been working a lot of over time lately." Cuddy began, but her thought was quickly forgotten as the first ambulance arrived and the two EMTs rushed the victim in on the gurney. Cameron rushed forward after Cuddy. The patient's O2 stats were the last thing she heard before darkness engulfed her and she hit the floor.

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Cameron slowly opened her eyes, looking around confused. It didn't take her long to realize she was laying in a bed in a closed of room in the ER, but she wasn't exactly sure why. Chase got up from the chair next to her as he heard her move. "Hey take it easy." He said reaching forward and helping her into a sitting position.

Cameron groaned, looking around. "I passed out." She murmured, brushing a strain of hair from her face before meeting Chase's eyes.

"Yeah,"He said, grabbing a hold of her arm and pulling up the sleeve of her shirt so that he could place the blood pressure cuff around her arm.

She watched him as he fasten it around her arm. "No." She said softly, looking up at him as he grabbed his stethoscope from around his neck. "Would you cut that out?" She said glaring up at him. "I'm fine!"

"Cameron…" Chase sighed, grabbing a hold of her hand.

Cameron looked down at his hand and slowly pulled her hand free. "Chase?" She answered, looking back up to him as she placed her hand in her lap.

Chase sighed in defeat. "You know, if you don't let me check your vitals another doctor will, regardless if you want it or not and I can promise you that doctor will be House and he won't be gentle."

Cameron bit her lip. "He knows?" She asked softly.

"Oh, yeah," He said, grabbing his chair and pulling it forward so that he could sit at her side. "And isn't too happy either."

"Where is he?"" She asked softly, covering her face with her hands as she groaned softly..

"Went to talk to Cuddy." Chase said, looking down at his hands that he had now folded into his lap. "Cuddy seems to thing you are over worked and not properly eating. She wants to you take a cab home, make, something to eat, and get some rest." Chase took a deep breath. "Which means you haven't told her yet. Which of course is obvious because she wouldn't keep you working in the ER."

Cameron dropped her hands down into her lap and looked Chase in the eyes. "Well, then he is going to be waiting awhile to talk to her right? She's still working with the crash victims, isn't she? So, I've got time to dress and get home?" She asked hopefully.

"That was hours ago." Chase said shaking his head.

Just then the curtain opened and both of their heads turned as House walked in, Cuddy not far behind him. "Glad to see you are awake. " He said through gritted teeth. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine…" Cameron said softly as she looked up at him, unsure if she should had said anything at all Spotting Cuddy behind him she bit her lip. "I am so sorry. I don't know-"

"Don't apologize." Cuddy said cutting her off. "No more over time. You'll no longer be working in the ER either." She said as she stood at the end of her bed, watching as House snatched the blood pressure meter and the stethoscope from Chase before looking back at her." House will take you home. I want to see you back here Monday morning in perfect condition. We'll talk then on why you didn't tell me about your condition."

Cameron's jaw dropped. "But Cuddy today is Wednesday! Monday is four days away! What do you expect me to do? Where am I going to work if not in the ER..." Cameron voice slowly faded as she watched Cuddy raise an eyebrow.

"Rest."

Cameron groaned and plopped back against the pillow. "All right…" She whined.

Cuddy stood and looked at Chase who instantly got to his feet and left before her. "House, be nice." She said turning back to face him, watching Cameron wince from the corner of her eyes as House tightened the cuff around her arm.

House turned his gaze to her, glaring. "Would you mind your business and leave already? I've got things under control."

Cuddy sighed. "With you there is no control." She said before leaving the two alone.

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Walking into her apartment Cameron dropped her purse and keys by the front door, completely aware of how close behind her House was. "What were you thinking?" House snapped, slamming the door behind them causing Cameron to jump.

"What do you mean?" She asked softly, walking to the kitchen to make something to eat.

House rolled his eyes and limped forward, following her to the kitchen. "Don't play stupid with me. You told that crazy old man you skipped breakfast."

"True." Cameron said softly, opening her cabinet to peer inside. "I wasn't feeling well, and why are you being like this? A few days ago you were at least attempting to be nice and it's not like I'm hurt of anything."

"Because you didn't eat!" House growled. "You're a doctor. You should know eating breakfast is the most important meal, even more so when pregnant! Morning sickness isn't an excuse. Put a pack of saltines by your bed and eat a few before getting out of bed in the morning."

Cameron raised an eyebrow and she slowly turned to face him, a soft smile gracing her lips as she studied him.

"What?" House asked, cocking his head to the side.

"You're genuinely concerned, maybe even worried."

House snorted, rolling his eyes. "Right."

Her smile widened a bit. "You are! Who would have guess Gregory House was capable of human emotion."

House snorted again, gently pushing her to the side to peer inside her cabinet. "You have nothing."

She looked back inside her cabinet, accepting the change in subject on House's behalf. "I've noticed. "She said with a softly sigh. "Haven't had the time to go shopping I guess."

"You guess?" House asked quirking an eyebrow as he closed the cabinets. "Go grab your purse."

Cameron sighed and pouted. "I don't want to go grocery shopping."

"Good, you're not." House said, looking her into the eyes. "Now, go get your purse."

Cameron looked at him confused before doing what she was told. "Okay." She said placing it down on the table.

House limped forward and grabbed the purse and emptied it on top of the table. "Hey!" He heard Cameron squeal. "What are you doing?"

"Looking." He murmured, searching through the various stuff. His eyes landed on the bottle of prozac. "You aren't-"

"No, I'm not still taking them." She said cutting him off. "Mind telling me what you are looking for? Because it being my purse and all I might be able to help you."

House looked up at her. "Coupons."

Cameron picked up her wallet and opened the pocket on the side. "Here." She said pulling out a handful of them.

House nodded, taking them from her hand. "Go rest." He said stuffing them in his pocket and limping towards the door.

Cameron's brows furrowed in confusion. "Wait!" She called out after him. "You're going grocery shopping? Do you even know how?" She asked.

House rolled his eyes and slowly turned to face her. "Yes." He said simply.

"Maybe I should go with you then. You know, just in case." She said quickly turning to go throw everything back in her purse.

"Do you ever do anything you are told?" House groaned, opening the door. "You aren't going. You are going to go lay down and rest."

"But you'll need money." She said desperately, turning to face him once again.

"Yeah, because I don't have any." He said sarcastically.

"Because you aren't buying my groceries!"

"Cameron." He growled warningly.

Cameron pouted. "Okay..." She whined. "At least take my credit card."

"I'm not charging food." He said opening the door. "I won't be long."

"Okay..." Cameron muttered softly under her breath as she watched the door close behind him.

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Wilson peered into Cuddy's office, and bit his lip. She was leaned back against her chair staring up at the ceiling, deep in conversation. He frowned as she slouched forward against her desk and began twirling the phone cord around her finger.

He had come to talk to her about some rumors that were making their way around the hospital,and he wanted to know... no needed to know if there was any truth to them, but was now thinking it wasn't the right time or place. She looked completely exhausted, which could mean anything. That she heard the rumors, which he was sure she had because they had to deal with her, and they were to some extent true, or they weren't true at all and she was just tired and stressed.

Wilson cringed. The possibilities were endless and he didn't know what to do. He didn't want to go in there and say something and upset her more.

Just as he decided to come back later and began turning away, Cuddy hung up the phone and looked up and seeing him turn. Jumping to her feet she rounded her desk and got to the door. "Wilson!" She called out to him, stepping into the hallway.

Wilson turned to face her and shot her a nervous smile. "Hey." He said softly.

Cuddy smiled weakly in return. "What's up?" She asked. "Where are you going?"

"Uh," Wilson murmured, looking over his shoulder. "I was going back to my office. You looked busy so I figured we could talk later."

"We can talk now. I'm not busy at all, so what's up?"

Wilson shook his head. "Well, you know, I think this can wait."

Cuddy frowned, crossing her arms over her chest. "Wilson, please..."

Wilson sighed and looked around, making sure no one could over hear what he was about to say as he quickly made his way to her side. "Rumor has it, " He about whispered. "That you're pregnant. Lisa, is it true? Is it... mine?"

Author's Note: Thanks as always for reading and reviewing. I'm really grateful for all the support and hope that you all continue to read and enjoy my story. Hope you liked this chapter. Please review.

-AnnaMarie.