Note: Thanks so much for your kind reviews! It's really motivating me to write faster… and anyway – who cares about finals! I can always take the class again next year! ;)

jejune123: Thanks for the kind offer! Might just take you up on that.. All I am willing to say regarding (b) is – don't be so sure… wait and see… :)

One little Mistake – Part 2

Ignoring the strange looks he was getting from the nurse's station, Foreman pushed open the door to the ladies room, praying there wasn't anyone else there. Yup, the last thing he needs is a sexual harassment suit, on top of everything.

House has been picking on him even more than usual lately, and Foreman was starting to fear for his job.

I can't believe I'm doing this, he shook his head in exasperation. I amso getting best friend of the year award…"Cameron"? he called out, bending to check if the rest of the stalls were empty.

"Allison, I know you're in here", he tried again.

In response, one of the stalls was pushed open, allowing him the unpleasant view of one pretty green looking Cameron.

"What on earth are you doing in here?" she managed in a weak, exhausted voice, pulling herself carefully up and heading for the sink.

Allison flinched at her image in the mirror, wet a paper towel and started to rub her face free of ruined makeup.

"What do you think I'm doing here!" Foreman exclaimed, slightly exasperated. "This is the fourth time this week you've run out in the middle of a case to be sick… and you have been under the weather for a while now".

"So?", Cameron asked defensively, "I've been a bit queasy… it'll pass" she said dismissively, turning to face Foreman, unconsciously leaning against the sink for support.

Of course, nothing escapes Foreman's trained medical eye.

"I don't think so. It would have passed by now if it was just a stomach bug. I think-"

"Eric..", Cameron rolled her eyes at his overprotective, yet very sweet, behavior.

But Foreman wouldn't let her interrupt. "Allison, we really need to make sure it's not a sign of something serious…", he frowned, hands on his hips. "You know as well as I do this hospital is filled with all kinds of not so friendly micro-organisms…"

Sensing he wasn't getting very far, Foreman changed tactics. "C'mon", his hands dropped from his hips, "if something were to happen to you, that would mean I'd be left alone with Chase !".

Allison couldn't stifle a tiny giggle "You'd kill each other before the day is done".

"You see!" , Foreman was doing his best puppy dog imitation.

"Well… ", she finally smiled back at him, "I would love to stop throwing up.. it's getting real old real fast!"

Foreman smiled back, pleased with his accomplishment. Well, I guess they don't say doctors make the worst patients for nothing…

"Yeah," he agreed, "I can imagine. Lets go run some tests and find out what this is". Just as he was turning toward the door, he couldn't help but add "You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were pregnant , but of course I know it's not-"

A shocked intake of breath stopped Foreman in his tracks.

"Allison?" he turned back to find her face turned even whiter, if possible, eyes staring straight ahead, almost as if she was somewhere else, remembering…

At the sound of his voice she seemed to snap out of her daze. "What? No! It couldn't be... I'm on the pill!...I…" she whispered.

"Yeah, and we all know you haven't gotten any lately, so what's..."

Seeing her horrified look, Foreman wanted to kick himself for his insensitivity. Peering closely into her eyes, he asked quietly "Allison, you do realize the pill isn't100 percent safe, right? Do you have any reason to be concerned.?"

What he was asking was very clear.

The look in here eyes was confirmation enough.

Oh boy. He had no idea what to say. He couldn't understand how the possibility never occurred to her, but he had enough sense to realize that was not the time, nor the place, for such a talk.

"OK," he finally broke the silence, taking Cameron by the shoulders and steering her out of the ladies room… "Why don't we start with an ultrasound?"

Allison could only stare back at him, still in shock.

"C'mon, there's one in Mr. Jones' room, and he was only discharged two hours ago. I'm sure they haven't come for it yet".