..:Note:.. Same as previous chapter, Spoilers. Don't read unless you want to kow, blah blah blah. But this isn't exactly how it happens. I don't know how it does, this is just because it's for thie story. Enjoy :D


Cameron was in her new office watching dust fly, bored out of her skull. There was no treatments today for physiotherapy. It seemed, everyone either forgot, or they just plain couldn't careless about getting their hurt limbs fixed at that current time. She had to keep herself occupied, at least for the time being.

By the end of the day, she would be free of the hospital, the patients and House. She sighed. Cameron didn't want to leave, but if she didn't, he would be made to fire someone else, and she could bear the thought that it would be her fault. No she would just have to stick to the plan, no matter how much mental anguish she endured.

Flicking on the computer screen, she open the application which she wrote her resigning blurb and began to type out her frustrations.

Today is the last day I stay here, at the hospital. There is only a few more hours left to go.
It would be a bit of a relief, but at the same time, it would be more painful. I don't think
anyone else remembers what day it is. I haven't seen Foreman, Chase, Wilson, Cuddy, or
even him. I don't think anyone seems to care. I must be more useless than I first thought.
More damaged than first perceived. Or am I just defective? Am I this pathetic that no one
would care if I stayed or if I go? He doesn't. He jumped at the chance to move me, and he's
even writing a personal check for when I leave. He must really hate me. I just wish I never
felt so crushed. And I wish that, I never felt like I do right now, with tears, teetering on the
brink, threatening to spill over onto my cheek. I don't want to go...

And with that, she began to cry, as she laid her arms on the desk to cradle her head.

"I don't want to go..." she shivered.
"Then don't.." The voice was sympathetic, calm, and had a hint or sorrow. Lifting her head, she stared at the man who made her feel daily anguish. Quickly, she turned her chair so she wouldn't face him, but the window, and she wiped her face from the tears. Struggling through the tears, she spoke and her voice quivered slightly.
"What do you want. I'm not in the mood for your sharp tongue today. Just leave me in peace to wait out the day." she was silence, except her heavy breathing. " I don't hear you leaving. Do I have to show you where the door is? It's the glass thing you just came through."
"Allison..." that stopped her. He never called her by her first name before. Slowly, she began to turn around her eyes looking down, afraid of what might come out of his mouth. Afraid, it might crush her even more. Instead, she saw a lone red rose on the desk and he was picking it up and handing it over to her.
"Allison please" She looked up at him. He was leaning his cane on the desk, and still holding the rose. He looked at her and with his other hand he wiped away a stray tear that had fallen on her cheek. Passing over the rose, she lightly grabbed it from his hands and began to smell the sweet aroma.
"Allison.." She looked up at him, curiously. "I don't want you to go either. Seeing you this way... i know it's my fault, and it pains me to see you this way, but in a way, it makes things easier." her face began to falter, " When you cry, your even prettier then ever, and it makes things easier for me because..." he was never at a lose of words before. She had such an effect on him, "I want you to stay here, at the hospital and..." She began to lighten up, because she knew what she was going to hear.
"And?" She was being hopeful.
"And... I want to know if you'll go out with me on Friday night.
"To Dinner?" She began to smile.
"Yes to dinner" He was beginning to smile
"And you'll wear a tie?"
"And I'll wear a tie." She leaped up and embraced him, kisses his cheek while she hugged him.
"I guess that's a yes" he replied, shocked slightly, not expecting such a gesture.
"Yes, it's a yes." She laughed slightly and wiped away the last of her tears. She hadn't felt this good in a long while.
"I want you to move your things back to your old office." She nodded
"Okay... But what about Vogler, you'll still have to fire someone.." Her face had gone sullen once again.
"Don't worry about him. I'll settle things with him. I don't want to lose anyone of my team. Especially not you." Her face brightened.
"I want to keep that smile on your face." he kissed her cheek and she held on to him a little longer.