Top Secret

Remy had been of her ER rotation for about two weeks now and was trying to get a job at Princeton Plainsboro… and her boss from Princeton General knew why. He, being the secret softy he was, asked her to stay on call until that job opens up and she had gladly accepted.

So, she was at Cameron's place lazing around, waiting for the woman to get back as patiently as possible when her phone went off. She was hoping to find a 'I just got off. You get naked now. I'll be home as soon as possible' text, but instead, she got a text that read: 'So… Chase and I have to do a sleep cycle for our patient… Worst. Night. Ever… I was so planning on coming home to the sex…'

Remy took about point two-five seconds to decide on what her next move was going to be… Sneaking into the hospital it was… and she told her girlfriend that too.

As soon as Cameron read the text that said, 'Well… that just means I must go to you…' She flipped her phone shut and turned to Chase, "That's his third REM cycle and his breathing is completely normal, there's obviously nothing wrong with his sleep pattern."

"It's not uranium it's got to be some other sort of toxin."

Cameron wanted to roll her eyes and shake her head, "Or nothing at all. Do you really think there's something wrong, or do you just want Foreman to be wrong?"

"Both."

"Well, it's not his sleep pattern. If you really think it's a toxin you can do a liver biopsy in the morning." She got up to leave the monitor room.

Chase looked up at her, "We can't leave, if we don't monitor the whole test House wont accept the results, he'll just make us do it over."

Cameron shrugged, "It doesn't take two doctors to monitor what's clearly going to be a normal polysomnogram."

"Oh so you want me to stay?"

The woman gestured at him, "You're the one that thought there was something wrong." She started to leave again.

"I never said it was a sleep disorder."

Cameron, with her tongue in her cheek turned back around to him, "You want to flip for it?"

The blonde man scoffed, "Just... go."

"Thank you." She said sarcastically before she took off.

Had she known that Remy had text her back from the parking lot… which she should have considering she hadn't gotten a response in a bit, she wouldn't have given Chase the time of day the first time he stopped her.

It had been since just after Valentine's… just before the savant since they last made love and damn it… she wanted sweet lady kisses and she wanted to be naked with her girlfriend now!

She walked outside the sleep lab and found Remy waiting there. She didn't hesitate to glance down either end of the hallway before pushing Remy hard against the wall. He hand came up to pillow Remy's head as she smashed into a kiss and Remy wasted no time pulling Cameron's lab coat open and moving that sweater she was wearing up her torso to feel skin.

Cameron put her free hand on Remy's cheek before she said, "Let's find a bed of our own…"

Remy smirked and nodded eagerly before Cameron took her hand and they… found a bed of their own.

Meanwhile, Chase sat around for another ten minutes before he'd had enough too. He got up and went outside to grab some coffee and a snack.

So, they were both most definitely out of the room when John woke up.

~0~0~0~0~0~

Cameron, Foreman and Chase were sitting around the conference table when Foreman looked up from his copy of the file, "Where were you two when the guy woke up?"

Chase, not wanting to admit that he voluntarily left after telling Cameron could leave, stuttered, "Uhhh... we just... stepped out for a second." He looked guiltily to Cameron.

"To do what?" the other male doctor asked.

"To... get a coffee. We'd been up most of the night."

Cameron felt the need to protect Chase, even though she was going to ream his ass later for leaving after telling her she was fine to leave… Obviously one person had to stay you idiot!... "He's just pushing to make sure we get the complete history, obviously we're missing something or we'd have the answer."

Foreman looked at her and squinted suspiciously, "You didn't have any coffee when you came back. Chase did… you didn't."

"Yeah, and you were texting before you left…" Chase was a little suspicious as well.

Cameron jutted her jaw to the side before, exasperatedly and sarcastically said, "All right already, I confess. You caught me. My girlfriend snuck into the hospital for a booty call because we haven't been together since just after Valentine's day…It was wrong and I shouldn't have done it while on the clock. I'm sorry… Now can we move on?"

"You wouldn't have snuck your 'girlfriend' into the hospital for a quickie." He said… he used the word girlfriend flippantly because he still had yet to believe completely that Cameron was gay… she was just too straight to be gay… He liked her too much for her to be gay… And he had never seen this 'girlfriend', so until he saw her… he wasn't going to believe it completely…

Foreman, also laughing, added. "Yeah, Chase would do House, or let House do him before you would let your girl into the hospital that you work at where people could see her…You kept her hidden from us for almost three years. You are not going to just let her come here all willy nilly, now.." He obviously had believed the female duckling the first and only time they talked about it… and it actually solved a lot of mysteries about her for him…

"No you would do House AND Wilson before I would let her sneak in here. Now can we get back to work?"

~0~0~0~0~0~

Cameron was on her cell in the main office alone a bit later, "What did you want me to tell them? The truth… seriously and not sarcatically?"

"No. You didn't have to be so convincing, which I'm sure, based on your story is completely how it came off…"

Cameron grinned into the phone, "Don't worry. I'll make it up to you."

Remy laid back on Allison's couch, "This is getting out of control."

Cameron giggled, "Don't pout."

"Your patient woke up with an infection while we were… you know… doing the dirt!"

Cameron sat down in a chair and spoke quietly, "Do you want to stop having sex all together? 'Cause that seems to be the only other option…"

"Of course not! But I don't want to get caught either… Not when I'm so close to getting a job there…"

"You think I do want to get caught?"

"You certainly didn't go out of your way to keep the volume down while we were in that sleep lab…"

Cameron grinned into the phone, "I couldn't help that..."

Remy was smirking. She didn't respond for a moment, letting her lover realize the shift from light and playful to serious. "We're not doing it at PPTH anymore…"

Cameron huffed, still a little playful, but giving in to her girlfriend… for now… "Fine." She heard the door open and turned around to find Chase walking in, staring at her suspiciously, curiously more so, "Listen, Honey… you want to grab lunch at my place?"

"Baby… I'm already here… Although, I don't know how you're still functioning after last night…"

Cameron laughed into the phone before she said her goodbye then gave Chase an odd look to the one she was getting from him and left.

Chase flared his nostrils after she walked out… this just wasn't possible… it couldn't be…

~0~0~0~0~0~

Chase looked at Cameron angrily as she walked into House's office, "Where have you been?"

Cameron looked from House, who whipped his head to the jealous blonde… then looked to the jealous blonde herself, "Lunch." She answered nonchalantly, "Why, what happened?"

"Wilson's found some fast-growing, illusive, or magic brain tumors. What did you find?" He asked her.

Cameron shook her head, "Nothing, he's telling the truth."

Wilson chimed into the conversation, "About what?"

"About everything." She answered, "Where he's lived, who he's dated, besides forgetting to mention his dad's shin splints, his granddad's nosebleeds and to return a few rented DVD's, everything he's told us has checked out."

Wilson turned to House angrily, "You have them researching your dream?"

House didn't look at him or Cameron… since he hadn't even told her about the dream yet he was feeling this odd… guilty-like feeling… maybe it was indeed guilt, but he refused to acknowledge it and instead he replied with, "Nope. I have them researching my patient."

Cameron raised her brows and looked from Wilson to House, "You had a dream.. about a patient?"

Wilson, "This poor guys brain is riddled with tumors and you're checking his credit report?" He turned to the three ducklings, "C'mon, I need you guys."

~0~0~0~0~0~

Cameron and Chase walked into the lab… Chase had been glaring at Cameron ever since she left for lunch… and she… had been trying to ignore him… It seemed only right that even in House's not-able-to-pee-because-I-had-a-dream-about-a-patient state, that he could still torture her as well.

"You paged us?" She asked.

"Why didn't you send his urine to Leicester like I told you?" He answered her question with another.

"…Because you told me not to." Chase answered.

"Why did you choose that moment to listen to me?"

"You think depleted uranium might have something to do with his tumors?" the Australian asked.

"Radiation's the only thing that will make tumors grow that fast."

Cameron interjected, "High doses of radiation. Even if he ate depleted uranium bullets for breakfast he still would have been exposed to less radiation than we've given him in the last two days."

House obviously didn't care about logic at this point, "Do it anyway." He watched Chase grab the urine sample before he turned to Cameron, "And you, call his uncle back, find out if he ever brought his nephew to any hospital parties or fundraisers."

Cameron shook her head, "No. Not until you give me a reason."

"Because... I'm your boss."

"A rational reason. Or at least admit that you don't have one."

House gave her a warning look, "I've got a full bladder and I'm not afraid to use it."

"But you are apparently afraid of discovering something that you can't rationally explain—"

"SHUT UP!" He cut her off, "Do what you're told. Cuddy and Wilson may not have to listen to me but you do." He left after he finished talking.

Cameron knit her brows, "What the hell was that all about?" She walked out after her friend before Chase could respond in any way.

~0~0~0~0~0~

It wasn't even a week after Remy had told her girlfriend that they would not be having sex at PPTH anymore when she found herself begrudgingly walking back into the hospital as inconspicuously as possible, pressing the elevator button to go to the fourth floor and… well… to go have sex with her girlfriend.

Once she was in the hall closet, she found Cameron sitting on an extra shelving unit. She shook her head and walked over to her. They kissed a couple time before Cameron started speaking, "So… you want to know why he remembered him?"

"House and the patient? Of course!"

"He was Cuddy's date to some random hospital thing a few years ago…"

Remy looked at her and grinned, "Awww, he loves her."

Cameron quickly, and quite easily changed the direction of conversation from just conversation to, 'we're going to have sex now' when she lowered her voice two octaves and said, "I love you…"

She knew Remy wouldn't be able to help herself… and she was glad that she couldn't…especially when Remy gave in a moment later and resumed the previous kissing. Remy's shirt was gone in a matter of seconds and Cameron was working on her bra when House walked in. Remy never looked at him, she only pulled from Cameron quickly and walked a few steps over to the other side of the closet, making sure House couldn't see her.

House glanced from Remy's back to Cameron, who didn't bother pulling her shirt back down her stomach as he limped forward, "Sorry…" He said with a bit of glee in his voice, "I was just looking for an extra large trashcan…" He dumped a mountain of files into it and started to limp back out before he turned back to Cameron and have her the 'okay' sign with an exaggerated wink, which really said, 'noihhihihice!' before he did actually shuffle out of the closet.