OBLIVION

Summary: House tries to survive, while trying to keep his relationship with Cameron from dying out. Please R&R!!!

Rating: M

Notes to Note: Cameron/House. Definitely LOST/House crossover. Character deaths.

Disclaimer: I own none of the Pete Townshend's lyrics.

Author's Apology: I know, I spelled 'apology' wrong. Or did I? So, I just got back from Washington, DC, and I decided to read over this chapter. Honestly, I gave 110 percent on this chapter, and you know what? I screwed up.

I'm fucked.

I fixed it, though. It should be better now. And in case you find something else, I now have anonomomis(spelled that wrong) reviews on.

Have fun. Don't flame me, I burn easily.


CHAPTER TWELVE - helpless dancer

My life's in jeopardy
Murdered in cold blood is what I'm gonna be
I ain't been home since Friday night
And now my wife is coming after me

Give me police protection
Gonna buy a gun so
I can look after number one
Give me a bodyguard
A back belt Judo expert with a machine gun

Gonna buy a tank and an aeroplane
When she catches up with me
Won't be no time to explain
She thinks I've been with another woman
And that's enough to send her half insane
Gonna buy a fast car
Put on my lead boots
And take a long, long drive
I may end up spending all my money
But I'll still be alive

All I did was have a bit too much to drink
And I picked the wrong precinct
Got picked up by the law
And now I ain't got time to think

Gonna buy a tank and an aeroplane
When she catches up with me
Won't be no time to explain
She thinks I've been with another woman
And that's enough to send her half insane
Gonna buy a fast car
Put on my lead boots
And take a long, long drive
I may end up spending all my money
But I'll still be alive

And I'm oh so tired of running
Gonna lay down on the floor
I gotta rest some time so
I can get to run some more

She's comin'! She's comi-

House bolted up as the trumpet blared on the song between the last two lines. He swore to himself and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. His door swung open as the song ended, and Wilson entered House's office. He started to speak as the live intro to Who Are You by the Who came on loudly.

"House!" Wilson yelled.

House stopped the music and said, "And Jimmy ruined it! What can I do ya for?"

"Why are you tired?" Wilson asked.

"It is technically morning. What? Did Cuddy rape you and tell you it midday, now?" House said, grabbing his cane.

"This place is boring; I'm always tired."

"Not tired enough to walk past an open exam room with a triple 'C' sized chest without even a glance." Wilson replied. "Who was it?"

House smirked and turned his music back on.

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House pushed open the front doors and was greeted by a downpour of rain. It was the end of the day and it was raining. Life's a bitch. He cursed to himself and shut the door.

"I got a umbrella, Dr. House."

He turned to se Cameron, standing behind him, twirling a black umbrella, looks as pretty as a picture. He nodded and said, "Gimme."

She shook her head, walked outside, and opened the umbrella.

"Damn you." House said, then hobbled out quickly, stopping and ducking under Cameron's umbrella. She walked as fast as he limped, looking up every now and then at his face. Each time she did, though, she focused on a different feature on his face. First is was his stubbled jaw line and chin, then his nose, then his forehead, then his brilliant blue eyes...

And then his mouth. She remembered how many she'd kissed him; how many times he kissed her body, and how much she longed to kiss him again.

And in that moment, she realized how much she loved him.

As his hot and pained breath hit her face...

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Gregg House's leg hurt.

"House, where are you going?" Wilson asked, as House walked out of the bedroom swiftly, tears in his eyes. He pushed past Wilson, heading towards the exit. "We can work this out." Wilson added, following him.

"Shut the fuck up." House said in a low tone, fighting back the tears. He pushed open the exit hatch, jogged up the incline, limping slightly, and ran out into the jungle.

'Dammit, House." Wilson muttered, then followed him out.

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House stumbled through the jungle, crying hard, and running for some unknown objective. How could he go on with life when life itself was falling apart? Why should he live on? He didn't deserve to live on. He stopped, falling against a tree, with a quiet curse. The sound of crashing waves reached his ears, and he stumbled to the sound. He saw a cliff, probably a hundred feet high. Now, he could help but hear a repetitive clicking, coming nearer. He stepped on the very edge, his damaged thigh now throbbing. He glanced down at his hand, which was clutching his cane. He never realized it was there. He dropped it beside him. He kicked and rock over the edge and watched it smash against the rocks that were there. He closed his eyes, breathing hard, feeling the salty wind on his face, and lips. He licked his dry lips and prepared to let himself go. Just as he started to let himself fall, the clicking stopped, and someone called his name. It was Wilson. House turned to face him.

"You can't do this." Wilson called out over the waves.

"Why not?" House replied, leaning down and picking up his cane.

"You've got someone who loves you back at the hatch." Wilson said. "Please, just don't-"

"Not anymore. I'm losing her."

"No, you're not. Just step away-"

"Why the hell should I?" House yelled, throwing his cane down at Wilson's feet. "We lost the baby. I lost my...my disability. She doesn't need to fix me anymore. I'm fucking losing her!" He took a half-step back.

Wilson paused and sighed. "I- I've been with Kate. For a week, now." Wilson said hesitantly, running a hand through his hair.

"What? Why are you telling me this?"

"Because, I just needed to." Wilson replied, staring him down. He broke his gaze to glance to his side."What the hell is that sound?" Suddenly, the tree behind Wilson was uprooted and tossed to the side and the island Monster revealed itself there.

"Jimmy." House said, trying to get his attention. With a deep blast of Its metallic call, a somewhat 'arm' made of what seemed to be black smoke, shot out and grabbed Wilson up. "Jimmy!" It brought his body up into the sky, then brought him back down to the earth, producing a sickening thud against a tree. The tree exploded and the monster vanished into the jungle. House quickly turned away from his friend's mangled body and found himself barely an inch from falling.

The House's leg gave out.

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...bombs are dropped on fighting cats
And children's dreams are run with rats

No one can love without the grace
Of some unseen and distant face
And when your soul tells you to hide
Your very right to die denied
And in the battle on the streets
You fight computers and receipts

And when a man is trying to change
But only causes further pain
You realize that all along
Something in us going wrong...

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to be concluded

THE END is near.