Spoilers!: The only mentions of Let Them Eat Cake are in regards to the drug trial. Quick mention of Joy. The rest is Joy to the World…mostly just some of the personal events, I'm not focusing too much on the medical aspect. Also, there's more Foreman-bashing.
A/N: Admittedly, the footnotes were a pain in the ass in the last chapter. Never again will they appear. If you go back to chapter 11, you'll see that I removed them.
A/N2: As always, I have toyed with the timeline quite a bit and altered some of the major interactions as well. Also, for the sake of this story, this is taking place a week after the last chapter and just before Christmas.
A/N3: Now, this is the longest chapter. I didn't want to split the episode into two different chapters because I'm lazy.
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Chapter Twelve- Uncharacteristically Optimistic
7:35 am
"So, do you have everything?" Allison asks the young brunette opening the passenger side door of her car.
"Yes," Alexis rolls her eyes at the older woman. "I'll see you tonight Ally," she says briefly before shutting the door and running off to meet her friends in front of the school.
Cameron sighs before putting her car in drive and heading off to work. The eight year old has been increasingly withdrawn since last week when Remy was in the hospital on dialysis. She knows that it has something to do with the fact that the little girl never got her answer as to when she and Allison were moving back into the apartment.
When she and her ex-girlfriend were talking in the hospital last week and Remy asked if they were back together, it took all of the blonde's willpower not to just cave. Cameron knows that holding back is the best thing for the brunette right now even though it feels like she is punishing the both of them.
The ER doctor arrives at the hospital. As she locks up her car and turns to walk up to the building, she spots an all-too-familiar red Jeep pull up nearby. Following her gut reaction, she waits for the other woman so that they can walk in together.
Thirteen steps out of her car and grabs her stuff, too distracted to notice the blonde standing beside her door. So, when she locks and slams the driver's side door shut she is understandably startled enough to jump slightly and drop her bag.
"You snuck up on me," Remy accuses the slightly shorter woman as they bend down to retrieve her belongings.
"Sorry," Allison apologizes with a smile as she stands back up and hands the brunette her lab coat.
Hadley shoulders her bag and accepts her coat from the other woman. "So…" she trails off awkwardly.
"How's the trial going?" The blonde asks the first question that pops into her mind.
"I just finished the day-long intake three days ago and got put on the drug two days ago. So, so far so good," Remy replies with a smirk and an arched eyebrow as the duo begin the short walk to the hospital entrance.
"So, this is your first official day back since…Jason," Cameron realizes, hating to bring up the hostage situation since it usually requires her to relive those terrifying moments when she thought that she might have lost the other woman forever.
"Yeah, officially…even though House kept barging in while I was on dialysis and the other day when Foreman and I were trying to get the initial testing done. It's almost like I never stopped working," the younger woman shrugs.
Allison concedes that it doesn't seem like she got a break at all. "So, no problems so far?" She asks, just to be certain.
The brunette quirks and amused eyebrow at the other woman. "You've been spending too much time with my dad. You're already starting to sound like him," she snorts, opening the door for the blonde. Allison smiles at the other woman's unconscious gesture.
"No way. I think you take after him quite a bit yourself," the ER doctor corrects.
"I would think that I take after my mom more than anything," Remy states with a small smile, trying to make a joke out of a serious situation as she follows the blonde into the building.
Cameron, for her part, isn't entirely sure what the other woman was trying to say with that statement. It could have been an attempt to joke about her Huntington's or it could be driven to include Ann Hadley's own bad habits. She doesn't know nearly enough about her ex-girlfriend's late mother to make any personality comparisons.
"Well, either way, Alexis is starting to become your Mini-Me. If she turns out to be half as much of a smart-ass as you, we're all going to be in trouble," Allison chooses to reply by simply moving on in the conversation.
Remy smiles at the mention of her daughter. "How's she doing? I haven't been able to see much of her since I got out of the hospital last week," she asks in regards to the little girl.
"She misses you. Your dad and I have kept her somewhat in the dark about everything that is really going on. So, she doesn't quite get why we're still living with Robert since you and I made up. She thought we were just fighting and not…" Allison trails off in her explanation, not wanting to say the words out loud.
"And not broken up?" Thirteen ventures a guess at what the shorter woman is trying to say. Allison simply nods. "She probably knows anyways," she sighs, running her fingers through her hair. "You didn't tell her about-"
"No, I didn't tell her about…anything that you wouldn't want her to know about," Cameron reassures her, knowing that the brunette is referring to all of her after-work activities of the last few months.
Thirteen smiles appreciatively towards the older doctor. "Well, I should get going," she reluctantly says as they reach the entrance to the ER, the location that they are forced to part ways.
"Me too," Allison agrees. Neither of them make a move to leave. They are so caught up in the familiarity of the moment, easily reminiscent of their relationship a little over a month ago, that they lean towards one another as if to share a short kiss goodbye. At the last moment, as if realizing what she's doing, Cameron pulls back and chuckles awkwardly.
"I'll see you later then," the brunette says, disappointed but understanding of the action. She offers her hand instead.
The ER doctor quirks an eyebrow in response, amused. She shakes the offered hand anyways. "Okay," she agrees before hesitantly turning around and heading into the ER.
Remy breathes out a short burst of air at the other woman's departure. Turning, she heads down the hall to the locker room to drop her stuff off before going to the Diagnostics Office.
Hadley lied to Allison again…this time about the drug trial. While it's true that the trial itself isn't proving to be much of an issue, some of the circumstances surrounding it are appearing to be a bit of a problem. She sighs at the thought of one of the Huntington's patients with advanced symptoms, Janice.
Just thinking about Janice brings back the vivid memories of her mother's similar behavior when she was suffering from Huntington's. The fact that, in less than ten years, she can expect to be in the same position as Janice and her mother is almost too much to bare. It seems more than coincidental that her meeting time seems to coincide with those of the other woman. She doesn't need to be reminded of her hatred of Ann Hadley on a daily basis since she gets enough of it with every twitch and tremor.
Trying to shake these thoughts out of her head, Thirteen knows that now is not the time to dwell on her bitter memories. The brunette has no desire to voice these thoughts to Allison because that would mean she would also have to admit her own fear in regards to how Alex is going to feel about her when the Huntington's take over…in the event that the drug doesn't work or she is really on the placebo.
Slamming her locker shut, Remy shrugs on her white lab coat and heads upstairs to get to work. Upon entering the Diagnostics Office, she is shocked to find House already there.
"Nice of you to finally join us," the older man snorts. "Did you have a nice vacation? Did you bring me any souvenirs?" He immediately questions.
Remy rolls her eyes. "First of all: I'm not late, you're early. Secondly, I wasn't on vacation, I was on dialysis," she corrects him as she slides into her usual seat, ignoring the absurdity of his last question.
"You got out of work so you might as well have been on vacation," House replies easily as he twirls his cane.
"Yeah, if you call using my hospital room for the differentials so I 'can participate' getting out of work, I guess you're right," the brunette snarks back in response. "Where's Foreman?" She wonders, not particularly concerned with waiting for her boss' response to her first comment.
"Why are you so concerned with him? Do I sense another office romance coming up?" House asks, mockingly holding a hand up to his heart.
Thirteen scrunches up her face in disgust at the suggestion. "No. What you sense coming up is my breakfast," she retorts at the suggestion of starting a relationship with the stone-faced doctor.
"That's not very nice," her boss points out in amusement.
"He's taking some vacation days to work on the trial and his FDA reports," Taub answers the brunette's inquiry as he glances up from reading the New York Times.
"Who's the present from?" Kutner finally finds a chance to ask the question that has been plaguing him since he saw the light-green wrapped present on the table in the office.
"Do we have a patient or are you going to try and make us watch The E! True Hollywood Story on Hugh Hefner again?" Hadley sighs, trying to ignore her childish coworker...well, both childish coworkers.
Kutner, not receiving an immediate answer, snatches the card from the top of the present. "'Greg, Made me think of you'," he reads aloud.
"Forget the present," House snaps at the younger man as he tosses a patient file onto the table in front of Thirteen and picks up the gift, throwing it into the trash.
"The vomiting, hallucinations, and liver failure could indicate alcohol abuse," Hadley suggests.
"They also could indicate Wilson's Disease," Taub adds as he grabs the gift out of the trash and opens it to reveal the book Manual of Operations of Surgery by Robert Bell.
"The handwriting is kind of feminine, so it must be a female admirer," Kutner grins.
Remy leans over to take a look at the card. "Either that or Wilson," she offers, noticing the brief amused smirk on her boss' face before he turns serious once more.
"I said to forget the damn thing!" House barks, grabbing the book and chucking it back into the garbage. "Someone's probably screwing around with me," he throws in.
"People don't use rare, antique books to screw with other people," Taub astutely points out.
"The file says the other kids played a prank on her right before this happened," House tries to get them back on track.
"You think they slipped her something?" Remy asks for clarification.
"I do. Go see what it was," he orders them, his dismissal clear.
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The Next Day, 9:40 am
Remy steps into the waiting area for the Huntington's drug trial to wait for her appointment. She's a little early, her scheduled time actually being 3:00, but she figures that she should bite the bullet and get to know Janice some more. During their awkward first meeting yesterday, she knows that the other woman is pretty nice and she can't help the spastic actions that her body makes due to the disease. So, as the brunette glances around the waiting room for the other woman, she furrows her brows in confusion when she doesn't see her. She figures that they are moving ahead of schedule for today and thinks nothing of it.
One of the doors to her left opens up and Foreman steps out…with a trial patient that isn't Janice. "Oh, good, you're early," he smiles briefly upon seeing his colleague already in the waiting room.
"Yeah," Remy frowns as she moves into the office to get started. "What happened to the woman that's supposed to be before me? The one with the advanced symptoms," she asks the other doctor as he closes the door behind her.
Taking his seat, Foreman motions for her to do the same so that he can at least work while they talk. "She dropped out," he answers simply as he begins to try testing her reflexes.
"Do you know why?" Hadley pursues the topic.
"No, she didn't give a reason and I didn't feel like breaking into her place to find out," Foreman states. "I only reserve that for special patients," he smiles slightly.
Though she knows the sentiment behind the statement is meant to be joking, Thirteen can't help but narrow her eyes at the other man. "Don't you think that this is a bit of a conflict of interest, us working together with this?" She wonders, subtly questioning his motives.
"I'd like to think that we're keeping it professional," Foreman counters, his smile falling and his expression returning to its usual mask of indifference.
"It still feels kind of like I only got to be in the trial because I know one of the people in charge of it," she continues to express her doubts on the matter.
"You're in it because you have Huntington's and because your nerve degeneration has started already," Foreman replies, not bothering to sugar-coat it for the brunette since she isn't the type of person that would appreciate it. "I would have approached you about the trial even if Cameron didn't ask me to," he is sure to add.
"I had a feeling that she came to you about it," Remy says, her suspicions on the matter officially confirmed.
"You mean she didn't tell you?" The other doctor questions in mild surprise.
"We have bigger issues to talk about than whether or not she lobbied for me to be here," Hadley snorts in response.
"Good point," Foreman concedes. "So, how are things going with you two?" He can't help but ask.
"Better," Remy acknowledges vaguely, wary of the older man's recently discovered interest in her love life. He never was before.
"Well, that's good news then," Foreman smiles weakly before glancing at the clock. "So, I guess we're all set here," he says, almost relieved to have an excuse to remove himself from the tension.
Checking the clock for herself, Thirteen nods in agreement. "Yeah. Taub and Kutner should have the test results back by now," she lies as she stands up. The results shouldn't be back for at least another hour, but the other man doesn't need to know that.
"I'll see you tomorrow then," he replies, standing up to get the door for her.
Remy simply nods and offers a half smile before leaving the office. She decides that she has enough time to find out how to get a hold of Janice and ask her personally why she dropped out of the trial.
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11:30 am
Tapping her foot impatiently, Hadley waits for Taub and Kutner to get back to the office with the allergy test results on Natalie. After finding the address to the group home where Janice is living, Remy decided that she would wait until her lunch break to go over and talk to her. She didn't want to risk missing the differential and feeling her boss' wrath over it. House simply arches an eyebrow at the brunette's restlessness. However, before he can comment the door opens to reveal the other two members of the team that aren't on 'vacation'.
"Bad news, the results were negative," Kutner announces as soon as he walks in.
"But one of her 'friends' came by to drop off some homework and we found out that she used to be a pretty heavy drinker," Taub reveals to Thirteen and House.
Remy is relieved at the easy answer the new information suggests. "Alcohol withdrawal explains the seizures and the destroyed liver," she offers simply as she stands up and makes her way to the door.
"That's it?" House questions with a snort, wondering where the other woman could possibly be in such a hurry to get to.
"I'm going with alcohol abuse," she says firmly before exiting the office.
"We're not talking about your personal life," House calls out, the other woman still in front of the glass wall of the office as he does so.
Hadley looks over at him, shakes her head, and points to her ear with her left hand. "I can't hear you," the brunette mouths to the older man, never breaking her stride, much to the amusement of Kutner and Taub. House just frowns.
Remy steps into the elevator and smirks. She knows that House knows damn well that she could hear him through the glass, but the peevish look on his face was worth it.
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45 Minutes Later
Remy stalks back into the hospital intent on finding Foreman and confront him about how cold he was towards Janice, causing her to drop out of the trial.
"Rem!" A familiar voice calls from behind the young doctor.
Thirteen turns and waits for the blonde ER doctor to catch up to her. "Something wrong?" She questions, trying to keep the impatience out of her tone.
"I could ask you the same thing," Allison states with an arched eyebrow, but she continues before the other woman has a chance to reply. "Where were you? House came down here 15 minutes ago looking for you," she wonders what could have happened to make her ex-girlfriend look like she is out for blood.
Hadley sighs as she glances down at her watch, deciding that it is probably for the best if she cooled down some before going to talk with Foreman. "Do you have a minute?" She asks hesitantly, knowing that being honest with the other woman would be a very good step forward for the both of them.
"For you? Always," Cameron smiles warmly at the younger doctor as she motions for them to go to her office for some actual privacy.
Once inside the room, Remy runs a tired hand through her hair as she drops into a vacant chair. "Janice, a patient in the Huntington's trial, has some advanced symptoms and her appointment time is right before mine," she begins to explain quietly when the other woman takes the seat next to her.
"Is that Foreman's idea of a joke?" The blonde inquires with a disapproving frown, earning a humorless smile from the other woman.
"She didn't show up this morning and when I asked Foreman he told me that she dropped out but he didn't care to ask her why," Thirteen scoffs at the last part.
"That sounds about right," Allison muses at the very in-character behavior of her former teammate.
"So, I found Janice and asked her for myself. It turns out that she was starting to have some painful side effects and he just told her to 'get over it'," Remy sneers out her colleague's response with distaste, wondering how he could be so uncaring to a patient.
"Wow," Cameron shakes her head in stunned amazement, her thoughts on the matter similar to that of the other woman's. "That sounds a lot like-"
"House?" The taller of the two guesses the answer. Allison nods. "That's what I thought too. I mean, she knows that she doesn't have a lot of time left, with or without the drugs. She told me that, because of this, she has to be selective about how she spends what time she does have left and who she spends it with," she releases a sigh as she remembers Janice's words from earlier.
Allison feels her heart stop for a moment when she sees a look of sadness and regret pass over the other woman's face. She reaches over and takes a hold of one of Remy's hands. "You know-"
The ER doctor's words are cut off by the sound of Thirteen's pager sounding. "Natalie is having a seizure," the brunette explains before hesitantly standing. "Thanks for listening Ally," she sincerely states.
"Thanks for talking," Allison readily replies as she rises from her chair and goes to follow her ex-girlfriend out of the office. "Give me a call later and tell me how the talk with Foreman goes…if you want," she hastily adds the last part. She knows that there's nothing she can do to prevent the dark-haired woman from confronting Foreman...not that she would want to stop her in the first place.
"Okay," Remy smiles and nods before rushing off to the patient's aide.
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2:15 pm
So, after dealing with Natalie's seizure, Remy and the rest of the team find themselves back in the Diagnostics Office upstairs for the differential.
"So it's not TB and this puts brain involvement back on the table," House announces as he rewrites 'brain' on the whiteboard. Enter Cuddy.
"The patient's liver is seriously failing now and she needs to be put on a transplant list," the dean informs the group.
Ignoring the other woman's words, House focuses on her presence in general. "Why do you keep coming back here?" The other doctor questions. "Is it because you have the hots for me and really hate the patient or you really hate me and have the hots for the patient?" He wonders smugly.
"Maybe she's just a nice kid and I'm looking out for her," Cuddy snaps in response and the team just sits and watches the verbal sparring match. "I think it could be hepatic fibrosis," she then suggests, trying to get back on track.
"No. Does she remind you of yourself in high school?" House condescendingly questions and shoots down her suggestion simultaneously before frowning. "No, you're too attractive to have been unpopular. It must be the emotional fallout from your failed adoption," he corrects his first assumption.
Remy watches the dean's face fall slightly at the mention of the adoption that fell through a number of weeks ago. "One has nothing to do with the other," Cuddy responds to the other man's assertion.
"The mushrooms may have something to do with Natalie's condition after all," Thirteen cuts in before House can further antagonize the other woman, earning a brief grateful smile from the dean.
"She ate the 'shrooms days ago so she would be better by now if she was allergic to them," Kutner cuts down the younger doctor's theory.
"I wasn't suggesting an allergy. It might be a fungal infection," Remy retorts before turning to House for his opinion on the matter.
"The infection could cause her symptoms to get worse and linger," House agrees thoughtfully, his attention successfully diverted from Cuddy. "Run the prick test to determine if she's allergic so we can rule that out," he says to Taub and Thirteen. "Get her started on antifungal medication," is what he instructs Kutner to do.
The three present members of the team get up to do the assigned errands. As she walks past Cuddy, Thirteen offers a tentative understanding squeeze on the shoulder that's so brief that even House doesn't pick up on it. She walks out the door and looks back to see an appreciative smile on the dean's face at the gesture.
Cuddy, for her part, shoots House a final scornful glare before exiting the office as well. "Thank you," she quietly says to the younger doctor as she approaches her in the hallway.
Remy, not having heard the other woman come up, is startled as she turns to face her boss' boss. "You still seemed a little raw from that incident with Becca and the adoption from a few weeks back. I figured that the last thing you need right now is House rubbing your face in it," she shrugs modestly in explanation as they begin to leisurely make their way down the hall.
"I was going to be a mother," Cuddy sighs regretfully as she thinks about it. "I guess it wasn't meant to be," she decides She tries to keep the sadness from seeping into her voice, especially in front of the younger doctor, unsure why she is even confiding in her in the first place. Because she's a mother herself, duh. She chides herself.
Hadley stops walking and studies the woman before her for a moment. "At the risk of sounding callous, it seems like Becca needed to keep her baby so that she could turn her life around and prove to herself that she was worth something," she notes carefully. "It may hurt now, but there was a reason that it had to happen that way. I know you'll get a chance at being a mother and I know that you'll be great at it," she continues when the older woman doesn't immediately react.
Cuddy feels the beginnings of tears forming in her eyes at the taller woman's words. "Careful Dr. Hadley, you're beginning to sound uncharacteristically optimistic. We wouldn't want you to ruin your brooding and mysterious reputation because of this," she jokes in an attempt to lighten the mood.
The brunette smiles enigmatically at the dean. "I'm sure it'll all work out."
"I never took you to be the kind of person that believed that everything happens for a reason," Lisa states matter-of-factly.
"I don't...but other people seem to put a lot of stock in this whole 'fate' thing," Remy hesitates for a moment after saying this. "Besides, instinct tells me that this will turn out just fine. All of the bad things in life make the good things that much better," she continues thoughtfully, acknowledging the truth in that statement.
The shorter woman can't help but smile at the younger brunette, having just come to the conclusion that Thirteen has a real soft spot when it comes to children, and not just her own. "I'll see you later, Dr. Hadley," she says, already feeling a hundred times better than she did during her encounter with House.
"Bye, Dr. Cuddy," Remy nods, a small smile tugging at her lips as she turns and makes her way to the elevator.
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The Next Day (Saturday), 9:35 am
Remy finds herself waiting for her appointment with Foreman for the trial. She shifts awkwardly in her seat, not looking forward to this meeting with the other doctor at all. Yesterday, when she confronted him about how he acted towards Janice, she accused him of being exactly like House. Understandably he was upset by the comparison.
Her apprehension is made worse by the fact that moments ago, in the Diagnostics Office, the team determined that Natalie has leukemia. Since they don't know why her liver is failing, she won't be able to get a liver transplant. If she can't get a liver transplant, then no matter what they do for the leukemia, she's still going to die. It's a bad situation all around.
Thirteen sighs when the office door opens and Foreman steps out with his current patient. She stands up and silently follows him in, not wanting to talk if she can avoid it.
Foreman clears his throat awkwardly at receiving the cold shoulder from the younger woman as they begin to check her reflexes to see if the drug is working. "So, are you, uh, going to the Christmas party tonight?" He questions, getting no response other than an unimpressed arched eyebrow. "I, um, went and spoke to Janice yesterday," he tells her after a moment of the continuously uncomfortable silence.
"Oh?" The brunette asks vaguely.
"She's going to be starting on a trial for the same drug at a lower dose next week. Her nausea won't be nearly as bad," he explains as they set to work.
At this, Hadley's expression softens considerably. "That's good to hear," she says.
Foreman allows himself to relax now that she doesn't seem as angry anymore. He carefully takes her arm. "Consider it my Christmas gift to you," he smiles.
That, apparently, is the wrong thing to say seeing as how Remy jerks her arm away from him. "What?" She snaps at him.
"I thought that's what you wanted, for Janice to be back in the trial," he answers uncertainly.
"You should have got her back into the trial for her sake, not mine. You shouldn't have to use me as an excuse to act like an actual human and be nice to someone, Eric," Thirteen scoffs. She shakes her head at the older man as she stands up and makes her way out the door.
Foreman curses himself for not knowing when to just stop talking.
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6:00 pm
Despite the team's best efforts, Natalie is still going to die, making the news of her daughter still being alive bittersweet. Needless to say, Remy is not in the mood to celebrate the Christmas spirit. Upon leaving the locker room, she realizes that she must have left her lab coat, with her wallet in it, upstairs in the Diagnostics Office. With a heavy sigh, she heads towards the elevator to go retrieve it. However, as she passes a particular hospital room, she pauses in the doorway.
The single occupant, as if sensing the other woman's presence, turns around and offers a soft smile when she sees who it is. "Natalie's and Simon's parents decided to put her up for adoption. They said it would be too painful to keep her," Cuddy informs the younger doctor.
"I heard," Remy acknowledges as she tentatively makes her way into the room to stand by the dean.
"The state is going to grant me temporary custody as a foster parent and, if it works out, in six months I'll be able to formally adopt her," Lisa continues with a smile directed toward the infant. "I guess you were right about everything working out after all," she muses.
"Yeah," Remy replies in a distracted tone, the sight of the infant only serving to remind her how alone she is right now. She misses her daughter and she misses Allison. "Merry Christmas, Cuddy," she quietly wishes the other woman, her voice thick with emotion as she turns to leave.
Before the taller woman can get too far, the dean stops her with a hand gently placed on her forearm. "Things will work out for you too," she assures the other woman with a knowing smile.
"At least someone thinks so," she jokes halfheartedly before walking out of the room.
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Remy spends her short ride in the elevator thinking about everything that has happened in the last few days. She knows, deep down, that the main reason she feels so involved with Janice is from the lingering guilt she still has from hating her own mother. The other woman just seems to bring all of her old memories back.
Exiting the elevator, the brunette's thoughts go from her mother to her daughter. As much as she doesn't want Alex to grow up hating her, she knows that she doesn't want to stop being her mother or being in her life. By participating in the drug trial, she has a real chance at living a normal life with her daughter and, hopefully, Allison.
Taking no notice of the lights still being on in the Diagnostics Office, a distracted Thirteen enters and is caught off guard by a familiar figure standing by the window and looking out into the snowy night sky. Her breath hitches slightly when she sees her lab coat in the other woman's arms and Remy realizes that she has been waiting for her.
At the noise, Allison turns from the window towards the door. "Hi," the blonde tentatively greets her.
"Hi," a stunned Hadley replies. "What are you…Why do you have…" she trails off, unsure what to make of the ER doctor waiting for her up here with her lab coat.
At the other woman's vague hand gestures, Allison furrows her brows before glancing down at the coat in her arms. "I stole it from your locker. I figured it would be the best way to get you up here," she confesses with a slight blush.
"You could have just asked to meet me up here, it would have been a lot easier," Remy smiles at the blonde doctor.
"It wouldn't have been nearly as dramatic, though," Cameron retorts, trying to keep a straight face. The brunette's laughter, however, is her undoing as she breaks as well.
Thirteen casually walks over to stand next to the blonde by the window, trying to keep down her excitement at being in the older woman's presence. Not getting to see her everyday, I forgot how much she makes my heart race just by being near me.
"Your plan to lure me up here with my lab coat obviously worked. Now what?" Remy voices as she watches the snow flurries outside twist in the wind as they fall to the ground.
When there is no answer forthcoming, Thirteen turns towards the quiet blonde and the thoughtful expression on her face. Before the dark-haired doctor has a chance to comment, Allison has a hand on her cheek and her lips on her own in a sweet kiss. Remy hears the sound of her lab coat falling to the ground with a thud, but she can't bring herself to care as she rests her hands on the blonde's hips.
Their lips part from one another's when the need for oxygen becomes too important. However, instead of pulling away completely, Remy's arms wrap around the blonde's body to pull her into a close embrace. Allison's arms go around the taller woman's waist and she buries her face in the younger doctor's neck, inhaling her scent for the first time in over a month.
It's in this very moment, with their bodies wrapped tightly around each other's as a gesture of love and security, that both women feel that, maybe, things will be all right after all.
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Yay, a chapter with a happy ending! I wonder how long it will last this time around. Also, I had to do some major rewriting for the last chunk of the story (everything after '6:00 pm') because I didn't like the dialogue and it was too corny (and out of character for Thirteen and Cameron). That's why it took so long to post this.
I thought Foreman's behavior towards Thirteen during and before the trial was creepy so I didn't have to make it too much worse for this. At least Thirteen won't be interested. It's almost like a love triangle, but not really since Thirteen doesn't care. Oh, and because I thought it was funny on the show, I felt the need to use the 'I can't hear you' scene in Let Them Eat Cake. I couldn't use it in the last chapter because Thirteen was in the hospital room the whole time. Also, am I the only one horribly depressed by the Foreteen relationship on the show? It sucks.
For the sake of future subplots, it was important that Thirteen be the one to talk to Cuddy near the end because of the whole 'baby' thing. I'm actually pretty happy with how the Cuddy and Thirteen parts turned out.
Hal, I usually hate original characters in stories too, especially if they are major ones. Usually I even hate having to write original characters so I don't do it often. But, for some reason, I really like using Alexis and Robert (in moderation) here.
CdnGirl01, I plan on incorporating Thirteen's recent medical troubles when I get to the episodes Big Baby and The Greater Good. Obviously I am going to have to change some motivations, but it'll be there.
Pink Starship, I did see Unfaithful and I almost cried when Thirteen and Foreman still ended up together. That just makes me want to torment him and get rid of him in this story. Even Chase and Cameron sitting together on the couch saddened me. The problem with Cameron offering her the job was that the job was in a different hospital…which would have sucked. In It's A Wonderful Lie, both the old and new teams were chatting in the end, but Cadley did share a sweet smile, which I liked.
A few minor updates on my profile if you're interested. Also posted chapter two ("St. Patrick's Day") of This Year Will Be Different. It's short, kind of cute, and won't take long to read. Check it out if you like. Painless will be the next episode tackled here. Overall, this chapter feels kind of weird to me. I don't know if it's because of the length or what. Let me know what you think.