Chapter 52: Migraine Mama

After spending a couple hours in Radiology getting cat-scans and x-rays to make sure Cameron hadn't damaged her neck or broken any bones, the four doctors wheeled her back to her room. She did have a concussion from her impact with the floor. But so far they had managed to keep her awake during the couple of hours they spent taking pictures of her.

While they had been down in Radiology, Cuddy had stopped in having heard about the incident in Cameron's room and her subsequent injury. All four of the guys let Cuddy know how creepy Parker had been, especially House and Wilson. House told her he wanted Parker gone. He was too busy trying to grope Cameron instead of doing his job. He told her straight up that he had a bad gut feeling about this guy from the get go, and that even if she didn't fire him, Allison would NOT be seeing him again. Cuddy told him to stop by the next day to help her document specific incidents for her paperwork and she would let him go.

Now Cameron and House laid in bed together; he was propped up against the headboard and she was leaning back on his chest, encased in his arms.

She had needed a couple stitches on her temple which House had put in himself. She just had a square bandage on her forehead now, but she had a hell of a headache.

House could tell by her fidgeting that she was in pain. "What hurts, sweetie?

"My head. I feel like it's going in to a migraine."

House kissed the top of her head softly and whispered, "I'm so sorry Allison. I just wish I could hold you in my arms and make all your hurt go away. I want to keep you safe from everyone and everything that might bring you pain."

Cameron snuggled deeper in his arms and whimpered, "Just don't ever leave me then."

"I'm right here. I promise I'm not going anywhere."

Cameron tried to lay back and relax but her head was just exploding. The light in the room was hurting her eyes even through her closed lids. The pain was so bad now she was getting nauseated.

"Greg. I don't feel…..good. I..I can't take the p..pain."

House sat up immediately while laying Cameron back against the cushions. Tears were dripping out of the corner of her eyes and she was ghostly pale.

"Greg, hand me…..gonna throw up."

House grabbed the plastic container off the bedside stand and quickly helped Cameron sit up. He handed her the container just as she lost the contents of her stomach. He held her hair back and gently rubbed her back to sooth her until she was done.

He asked, "OK for now?" and she nodded her head. He stood up and took the container from her, setting it on the bedside tray and moving it away from her. He then went to the bathroom and wet a washcloth and came back and sat down next to her. He wiped her face off with the cool cloth and gently lowered her back down to the pillows again.

"I'm going to call Wilson. He's going to have to give you something for the migraine and the nausea regardless of that concussion."

He flipped open his phone and called Wilson. When he answered, House said, "Jimmy, I need you to prescribe something for Allison. She's in terrible pain with a migraine and she just threw up from the nausea."

"I'll be right down," replied Wilson.

Wilson showed up within minutes. He took Cameron's vitals, checked her pupils, and went ahead and gave her 30 mg of Torodol, 30 mg of Reglan, 25 mg of Phenergan and 20mg of Benadryl.

She had fallen asleep shortly after getting her headache cocktail, safe in the arms of House. When she woke, she wondered how long she had been asleep. Her migraine and nausea were definitely better, but overall she was still extremely sore from her fall earlier that day. She turned to look at House but let out a small cry when her neck muscles sent a sharp pain through her spine.

House, who had been sleeping, immediately awoke with a start when he heard Cameron cry out in pain. "Ally, where's the pain?"

"Oh, this stupid neck!" she said as she rubbed the offending part of her body.

"First of all," House corrected her as he moved her hand away and replaced it with his, "this neck is not stupid. It's beautiful and delicious!" He planted two tender kisses on her neck and then started to gently massage her sore muscles, taking extra care not to use too much of his strength.

"Mmmmm. That feels good. Thank you."

House continued to gently massage her neck and shoulders as she rolled her head around enjoying the feel of his hands working out the soreness and the kinks in her muscles.

"Greg?"

"Yea, babe?"

"Do you think Wilson will still let me go home tomorrow like originally planned after what happened today?"

"I hope so," replied House, "I want to get you back to my apartment and settled in."

Cameron laid back against House's chest and he put his arms around her. His head was snuggled next to hers, cheek to cheek.

All of a sudden, Cameron asked, "Greg? How am I going to get any of my things from my apartment? It's on the second floor and there's no elevator. There is no way I can make it up there."

"Relax. I figured the earliest they would let you go would be tomorrow afternoon, so I thought you could make a list of what you need and where it's located, and I'll go in the morning and get your stuff."

"Oh, great. Now I get to send you on a scavenger hunt through my apartment looking for my undies and tampons!"

House chuckled and said, "Well, if you prefer, we could send Parker instead. I'm sure that would make his day."

House felt her stiffen immediately as she yelled, "That's not funny House! Don't even joke about him being anywhere near me EVER again. Do you understand? Do you?"

House let go of her at once and got out of the bed as fast as he could grabbing his cane on his way. He limped around to her side of the bed and looked at her. She had tears rolling down her cheeks and he was barely controlling his temper.

He paced back and forth a few times which did nothing but allow more steam to build up.

He finally stopped by her side and leaned in. He looked her straight in the eyes and in a frightening voice demanded, "Allison. I am not upset with YOU. But I need you to tell me RIGHT NOW, what did Parker do to you? Did he threaten you; did he….touch you? I have to meet with Cuddy to give her the documentation for his firing and I have to know the facts." He didn't want to tell her he also planned on killing the son of a bitch!

Tbc……