"He vomited blood." Foreman said and House sighed, this was not the way to be greeted after a good lunch, especially when the lunch had been free. "Who?" House asked as Cameron walked in, House went over to her and kissed her softly, he pulled apart winking at her and giving his attention back to Foreman, unaware of the effect the kiss had on Cameron.

"Jasmine's son Jake, he vomited blood about half an hour ago,"

"He tested positive for Celiac and he's regaining kidney functions but he still has severe stomach cramps." Chase said looking at the chart in front of him as Adams walked in. "I thought he was cured."

"That's what happens sometimes," House grunted, turning to the whiteboard, "I need you to go run a test," Foreman, Chase and Cameron walked to the door waiting for him to tell them what test to run, but House stopped them. "Did I mention names? Adams, I need you, seeing as you're the only oncologist in the room." Nobody moved at House's less than tactful diagnosis.

"No." She said.

"No? It wasn't a question." He growled, leaning on his cane.

"He doesn't have cancer. I would have known that." She crossed her arms across her chest. House turned to Cameron. "Go do the test, stomach cancer is our most likely bet, but check his lymph glands and lungs. Go and see Wilson, I want an oncologist that can do their job." Cameron gave Adams a quick look, trying to give a mental message, I'm sorry. Foreman went to stand by Adams and House noticed the way his hang lingered near her side.

"I was not asking for your medical opinion, I was telling you to do your job."
"House," Forman began.

"No, her son has cancer, and while it's tragic her medical obligation is to the patient. Wait for the results from Cameron and then you can go to Wilson as well and you can do your job under his supervision." He shuffled out the room leaving Adams gritting her teeth, anger bubbling over, she was vaguely aware of Eric's arms wrapped around her.

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The pathology lab was dark and cool, the sounds of the machines were reassuring and Adams took a deep breathe, walking up behind Cameron. Adams took this moment to study the young doctor, she beautiful there was no doubt about it, with her tall thin frame and long auburn hair, her personality was sweet and reassuring and Adams knew that she cared about all her patients.

It also confused Adams as to what she was doing with someone as manipulative and as bitter as House, who is hot in a angry I do-what-ever-I-want way her brain whispered to her but she pushed the thought away, she liked Eric a lot, he was there for her and besides her son needed her to be objective.

She coughed lightly and Cameron turned around, her green eyes wide with shock and for a second Adams was reminded of her son's eyes. "You startled me there."

"I'm sorry," Adams whispered walking closer looking at the machine.

"It should be a few minuets." Cameron wanted so desperately to avoid the woman now, not just the situation with her son, but also the tension with House. She hated feeling this way with a colleague; even after she had slept with Chase it hadn't been awkward. "Can I ask you a personnel question Cameron?"

"Is this as to why I'm with House?" Cameron asked quietly, smiling.

"How did you know?"

Cameron shrugged, "Most people ask me, they can't believe that I'm with him. He's angry, bitter, and sarcastic and I love him. I can't really explain it, it's just something inside of me that's happy when I'm with him." It was the first time Cameron and spoken these words out loud.

Adams shook her head in disbelief, "He makes me angry, angry that he was right about Jake's celiac, and I should have diagnosed that. The way he tells patients what's wrong just-" The anger over whelmed her and she banged a fist down on the cool metal surface of the counter. Cameron sighed, "He doesn't believe in lying, because he believes the patients do that enough, if this case was about anyone else you'd be in a bit of disbelief, but you wouldn't be angry with him."

Adams stiffened, "That he's like this with all his patients is wrong enough, that he does it to a colleague?"

"On our first date he brought up my dead husband," Cameron said sadly, thankful that the machine had finished processing the results. She reached in with a shaking hand and read it twice before turning to the woman.

"I'm sorry," she whispered and Adams broke down, grabbing the paper from her. "No no no no no…" she moaned and Cameron was afraid she'd collapse, but she ran out the room instead, leaving Cameron to pick up the piece of paper as it fell to the floor, the results of the test stared back at her angrily, as if mocking her : POSITIVE.

Her son had cancer.