Yeah. . . so I've changed the summary for this story three times because I keep changing my idea. . . so yeah. Just thought I'd mention that. . . yeah. Whatever.

Chapter FOUR

"What do you mean 'he said no'!" Cameron practically yelled.

"That's what he said." Wilson shrugged, hands in his pockets, unsure of what to else to say.

"I have to say, I am rather surprised. Did he say why he chose not to?" House asked.

"No. All he gave me was his answer and then shut his mouth. I can tell he's deteriorating already. He seems weaker." Wilson finished, pulling his beeper out. He said sorry with his eyes and ran out.

"That means we have little time to change his mind." Cameron looked around the room to see everyone agree with her but they didn't.

"It's going to be hard to change his mind. And what's this 'we' business?" Chase rolled his eyes. Cameron wanted to slap him, but then, who doesn't?

"Look," said House finally. "if you convince Jameson. . ."

"Jason."

"Right. That's what I said. If you can convince him to change his mind we'll push somebody out of their surgery for him."

"But. . ."

"Do you want it or not?" House new that this was probably unethical, but he didn't have time to think about those things. This should be interesting.

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Cameron was reluctant to walk in at first but took another look at him – he looked so sad and lonely – that she couldn't help herself. Pulling open the door, she treaded softly in. She had thought over how she was going to do it. She had finally decided to pretend to be working then let it quietly slip into the conversation.

Too bad it didn't work out the right way.

She walked up to the bed and saw his eyes closed. Figuring he was asleep, she was about to leave when,

"Hey." The voice was weak, but there. Cameron flipped back around, almost running to the bed.

"You're awake. Did I wake you?" Cameron tried her best to smile. Jason opened his eyes and looked at her trying to force a smile as well. They stayed in silence, Cameron trying to find the best way to ask since her original idea didn't work.

"You okay?" Jason asked Cameron.

"Why'd you say no?" Cameron directly asked. Jason let his head sink further into the pillow, if that was possible. This should be fun to try to explain.

"I. . . I have nobody left. No family, no wife, no kid." He trailed off at the end convincing himself not to cry.

"It's because of what you did?" she asked. Jason normally would've asked her how she knew but he didn't feel like it.

"Yes. I just. . ."

"What?"

"Don't want to die old and lonely. I'd rather die now." He looked away. Cameron furrowed her brow. He was deeply troubled, she could tell.

"I'm here." She heard herself say.

"And what good'll that do? You hardly know me! You don't know what I did." He clenched his fists.

"I know enough to know that you are a good person. . . and that you didn't kill her on purpose." Cameron was stern. Jason whispered something, but she disregarded it. "Please reconsider your choice."

"I don't deserve to live. I DON'T DESERVE IT!" he yelled loud enough for a couple of heads outside the room to turn in their direction.

"Everyone deserves to live! Everyone deserves a choice. You your responsibility wisely!" Cameron moved closer to the bed.

"What do I have left to live for?" Jason asked angrily. Without thinking, Cameron leaned in and grabbed his face, pulling him in for a kiss. Finishing, she pulled away, finally answering his question.

"Me."

House stood outside the room watching the whole thing with raised eyebrows.

"If that doesn't change his mind. . ." House said to Wilson who showed up behind him. ". . . Cameron'll have to get a job as a stripper." House began to walk away. Wilson shook his head and called after House.

"You'd like that wouldn't you!"

Cameron kissed a still technically married man! WHAT! I'm kidding. But really. I was thinking of ending it there. I'm stuck and afraid this is getting too corny. HELP!

R E V I E W !