"I don't want to stay in bed doing nothing, one more minute. I hate it !"

"Eat your breakfast, I made us eggs and then we'll see.." Allison brought a meal tray, softly smiling.

Remy sat abruptly and began to get worked up

"Hey, you're supposed to take it easy" Allison was concerned. She forced Remy to lean on her pillow. "If you manage not to knock the eggs over, I'll take my plate as well"

Allison's niceness made Remy feel guilty. "It seems delicious…" Remy righted herself and took a bite… "yumm.. it IS delicious"

"It's nothing special.. but thank you" Allison sat in front of Remy and ate her eggs too "So… what's the matter?"

"I don't want to.." Remy coughed which woke up the pain in her abdomen and forced her to lean again on the pillow

"You see? This is the reason why you have to relax"

"I know you're right.. but imagine you should stay in bed… what would you do?

"Are you kidding? I'd sleep and sleep and then sleep some more…" Allison said, laughing.

"I'm sorry you must be exhausted by my fault" Remy sadly took another bite of bread.

"That's not what I meant… Look… we could always work on something… I understand you need to feel busy"

"Allie, you can't skip work forever. I promise I'll be fine and I'll not disappear"

"I believe you'll not disappear, because you promised. I will stay here or you'll come with me, though. We're doing with my rules now, remember?"

Remy wanted to answer and had to fight once more for not being obnoxious. "I'll have a shower. Can I?" The question ironic of course

Allison didn't dare to answer. She took the plates back on the kitchen and called the hospital.

"I had the results of your blood test, it seems everything's fine"

"Told you" Remy smiled

"I also talked with Cuddy. She suggests us to take some time to write an article"

Remy was surprised "An article, what about?"

"Well, it's up to us… we could choose some unique case we had to resolve. We could also talk about diagnosis in general. But I think the second option was the one she wants us to explore. What do you think about it?"

" Hmmm… let me think about it… I'll be back" Remy went in the kitchen, came back with two coffee and offered one two the blonde.

"So… is it your new babysitting plan?" Remy got nervous once again "Sorry! That's not what I… it's not what I meant"

"Whoo relax! If you didn't answer sarcastically anymore it wouldn't be you…! And to answer, yes, it's a way to look after you. I can stay home, we can both work otherwise we'll turn crazy, and it'll keep your mind busy, that's not what you wanted? Besides, it'll be interesting to work on a paper together, we both work hard so we could do something good, don't you think?"

"I'm usually not that good with teamwork but this time I think it could work" Remy smiled, she was glad but refused to admit it.

"Really? You work on a team, don't you?"

"I'm pretty much sure that House's team doesn't count" They both laughed and of course Remy forgot that laughing also caused pain. Allison noticed the brunette was suffering but didn't comment.

Without hesitating anymore they took place around Remy's kitchen table and began to talk about what they wanted to say.. how they should write and they shared some stories about diagnosis. They decided they also could borrow some books from the library. This paper remembered them about their time at university. Surprisingly, they really got on well and they were working so hard they lost track of time. They miss lunch without noticing it and it was only around 3pm that Remy got up, looking something to eat.

"My god, look at the time!"

"We've been working for 7 hours non-stop! I can't believe it"

"We're doing a pretty good job"

"I agree" said Allison yawning.

"You should take a nap while I cook something"

Allison stared unbelievably. "Shouldn't I be the one telling that?"

Remy didn't know if it was the good time to bring this up, since it's been all day Allison tried to hide her sadness. "You look exhausted, seriously go and rest, there's nothing wrong about that"

"Ok, if you insist I will, but let me just finish what I'm reading" Allison put her glass back on. She red three lines before feeling a hand on her shoulder. Remy then sat in front of her. "So… care to tell me what…?"

"What .."

"No" Remy came closer. "I'm supposed to talk with you, but it's not a problem if you hide yourself?

"It's not like that Rem.. I didn't want to.. since you're.."

"Since what? Since I'm what? Allie, what's wrong?"

"I'm worried that's all…" Allison smiled but Remy didn't give up.

"Don't put it on me. I know you are worried but I asked what is wrong with YOU?"

"Maybe you're right, I should take a nap…" Allison went in Remy's room and lie on the bed, under the sheets, she covered her face too and closed her eyes. Remy let her 5 minutes before opening the door's room. She didn't say anything, she just lay next to the blonde and held her close.

"Don't worry.. I'll be fine"

"You're sad" Remy pointed out, not accusing but letting know that she had noticed it.

"How am I suppose to help you when I…"

"You don't have to"

"No.. please.. it's not what I meant.. I have no idea if I'm doing the right things… Am I helping you or.. just… putting you down with me?" Every word was difficult to pronounce, it hurt to admit that maybe, her place wasn't there. Allison was still dealing with her recent divorce and seeing Remy suffering didn't let her indifferent. She was angry with life. Why? Why was it so hard for some people when others have everything? Allison left Chase because he was fixable, she wasn't. And now She wants to help Remy. Her intention was obviously pure, but…. Could she really help her or would she damage her even more?

"Close your eyes…." Remy softly said, exactly knowing what Allison needed.

"You're not going to fix me, Al"

Allison opened her mouth but Remy didn't let her talk. She put a finger on her lips and stroked briefly her cheek. "I would never trust somebody who tells me it's gonna be ok with no fear. You know why? Because life is everything except easy. And we all have our demons. Maybe you can't fix me, but you've been the only one to give me back hope"

"Did I?" Allison asked with a teary voice

"You did. I don't know what tomorrow will be and I'm afraid of every new step you're going to make me do. But there is something inside me" Remy touched her upper stomach under her breast "There is something I just have to.. I don't know… let out.. I feel like.. as long as you're here… It's kind of ok.. you know what I mean?"

"I became stronger, working with House… but.."

"I know Cam… you're lost, too and you were having a bad time"

"I used to be the nice and caring girl"

"You still are" Remy awkwardly tucked Allison's hair behind her ear

"But"

"But you now know that you also have to protect yourself. And I hurt you much than what you can handle"

"It's not about how much you hurt me… It's more.. I don't want you to stay because you promised"

"Allie, I do care about you. Actually, you're" Remy took a pause and a big breath. She hesitated… why was it so hard to tell? She always needed when she was about to say something important. Allison needed to hear it, she deserved to feel reassured "I do think what I've been writing. You're like the best friend I never had.. or.. I don't know but you're the only person who matters in my life, for now"

"The best friend you have" Allison took Remy's hand

"I'm sorry for the hard time I'm giving you…. You really should get some sleep while I cook something…" Allison hadn't slept at all when Remy disappeared and since she was with here again, she's been worried and didn't have time to rest properly. Allie nodded

"I will… thank you Remy"

Remy hugged her once again "thank You"

Remy opened the fridge and looked for something to prepare… She decided she could cook some pasta but she didn't have any tomato sauce so she put on a jeans and a tshirt and went to the grocery around the corner. In 5 minutes, she was back and everything could have been fine if there wasn't somebody waiting for her. She hadn't noticed him when she entered, she directed herself near the stairs when she felt a hand grabbing her from the arm and then pushing her against the wall. "One word to Allie, and "booom". With his hands he mimed a revolver. "Is that clear, bitch?" Remy weakly nodded, her eyes staring him. "Have a good day, Hadley" He pushed her again, towards the stairs this time. It was like telling her to go back home, now.

Remy climbed the stairs as fast as she could. Then, every action was made automatically. Remy was disconnected. She opened her door, closed it quietly, she went in her bedroom and forgot Allie was there. She sat on the corner of the bed, staring the wall. The shallow breathing immediately caught Allison's attention, who was only half-asleep. She sprang up and ran in front of Remy. "Rem what's wrong?"

Remy didn't answer. She just stare the wall, Allison took her wrist and checked her pulse. She could feel her clammy skin. Her pulse was quick and very weak. Allison lay her down. Remy let Allison move her, she didn't react neither seem to understand what was going on. Instead of staring the wall, she now stared the roof. Allison took her face, she tried to make eye contact but Remy was like absent. "Honey look at me". Allison ran in the kitchen to take her phone and call for House while she came back and checked Remy's stomach. Maybe was it a reaction to the ab strain? She didn't think so but she had a look anyway. Remy's icy skin frightened Allison even more. When she pressed the painful area Remy didn't react. She covered her with a blanket. "House, come at Remy's" she hung up before he could add something, not wanting to deal with him now. "Remy you're safe… look at me.. come on. Remy slowly turned her head to look at Allison than stare the wall again. Allison grabbed another blanket in the living room and spread it on the first one, in order to keep Remy warmer. "Breath in baby… come on.. inhale from your nose.. a deep breath…. Do it!" Allison shook Remy's shoulder trying to catch her attention. Remy tried to focus but couldn't understand anything. Allison forced her to look at her. Remy could see a face breathing in and out in front of her. She tried to do the same. She imitated what she was seeing. Weekly at first, but realised she was feeling better and she took another deep breath. "You're doing fine… that's it… just go on" She heard a voice murmuring her. She felt a hand on her forehead. It was Allison. She felt safe. She closed her eyes. "That's good… just relax… you're ok"

"h.. yi.. he.." Allison could see Remy's lip moving, "I'm here baby". The blonde stroke Remy's hand delicately

With her eyes still closed she tried to repeat what she wanting to say first. "Hekillyou" she whispered. Her breath was hurting again and so did her stomach. Anxiety. Allison wasn't sure about what Remy said and decided not to answer it for now. She didn't want Remy to panic even more "It's over now"