Familiarities

Pairing: House and Cameron

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Note: I am soooo sorry I haven't updated in such a long time! I think it's been a month or something! Well I know excuses are bad, but I had an early summer vacation.

As House walked toward his office he tried to think of what to say. What am I supposed to say? 'We need to talk'? But all of this was erased from his mind once he walked into his office.

House looked around only to see Foreman doing some paperwork. He sighed, not knowing it was because of the fact that he was relieved or because of the fact that he was annoyed about her not being there. Foreman stared at House who now had a blank look on his face.

Once House noticed Foreman was staring, he immediately asked, "Where's Dr. Cameron?"

"She didn't feel too good, so I told her to go home early. It's not like it matters anyway. She finished all her clinic duty and we have no case."

Foreman looked at House. House gave him a look of uncertainty. Actually, he was more like glaring the look. I hope he doesn't find out that I'm lying. "What?"

"You're lying." House said confidently.

"No, I'm not." Foreman glared back at him. "Why do you care so much anyway?"

"I don't I just…needed to ask her something about a patient." House winced at the sound of his own lie.

"What patient?" Foreman wasn't stupid. He knew something was up. Why else would I have found her like that? Why else would House be asking where she was?

"Never mind. Where's Chase?" House asked trying to change the subject and at the same time making it less obvious that he was specifically looking for Cameron.

"I think he left early." Foreman noticed the change of subject too. What's going on? He scratched the thought out. He looked at his watch. "Nope. He didn't. I'm leaving late. Bye House." And at that, Foreman picked up his things and left.

House decided to look around on why Foreman was lying about Cameron. Nothing. Why did she leave? He was about to pick up his things and go when he saw the picture. It was the picture of him and Stacy from 5 years ago.

"Shit."

Foreman was driving in his car…or at least trying to. All he kept thinking about was Cameron.

15 minutes ago, Foreman walked into the office expecting to see House playing his game boy. Instead, he saw Cameron crying with her back against the wall.

"Cameron? What happened?" He asked in shock. Never have I seen her so devastated.

Cameron didn't respond to him. She just hugged him like her life depended on it. Foreman gave into the hug, but was still wondering why she was being like this.

That's when he saw the picture. It was of House and Stacy. To his surprise, House was actually smiling.

Damn that bastard. Why did he have to treat her like such crap even when he knew about her feelings?

"Cameron, just go home. You don't need him." Foreman tried to comfort her, but he had no idea how.

Cameron replied with curious eyes.

"I'll cover for you. Just go." After that, she just left. No argument. No nothing. She just picked up her things and left.

Damn cripple! Why the hell did I come back? "ARRGHH! I was so blind! I knew he was just going to end up hurting me!" Allison Cameron screamed into the pillow in her hand. After that she just stared out her window.

She knew she was wrong. It wasn't his fault. She was the one prowling around. But she didn't want to admit it. She needed to blame something on someone else for a change.

Damnit! All he does all day is 'step, thump. step, thump. step, thump.' She screamed again. This time without muffling it with a pillow. However, she didn't scream because she was angry with him. She was angry because she knew she was lying to herself.

She loved House and she knew it. Her mind started to drift to the sound of his 'step, thump' that she thought she almost heard it outside her apartment.

"…House..?..." Cameron stared at her door. Then, she began to laugh. I can't believe it! I'm actually delusional!

She decided to get up and wash her face before she starts hearing things again. Before she wiped her face she watched the water slowly slide down her face. Why is this happening to me? She wiped her face and slowly started walking into her living room again.

She unconsciously walked towards the window. Ever since she was a child she would love to gaze at the stars. Every time she did it felt as it she was going into a place far, far away.

She was almost there when a loud sound came from the street. Something had caught her eye. A familiar red corvette was zooming into the empty street.

"House…"

Author's Note: I've just realized that this chapter has been in my computer for a very long time, but I just didn't update my story… SORRY EVERYONE!