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Authored by- KerowynGreenleaf. (Cklovesme2040.)
Co-Authored by- Amber Chase.
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Greg walked into his apartment. It was eight-o'clock, and Wilson nagged at him 'till he went home. He just didn't notice the files that House put in his breifcase. House walked over to his desk and sat down. He turned on the light and looked at the new patient's file. This was going to be a long night, he could tell.
"Name: Eric Stevens; Age: 21; Status: Married, One kid; Symptoms...," House knew the symptoms! Just what didn't fit, was the results from the lab that Wilson brought him. He brought the test results for cancer to him, and he came out negative. Why? What else was there to do?
Just then the phone rang..., "Who in the world could that be?" House asked.
"Maybe if I just ignore it, it'll go away." House thought, but he was wrong. The person kept calling, and calling, and calling.
"Hello!" House snapped.
"Hi." Cameron said. "Uh, is this a bad time?"
What was Cameron doing? Calling him at home? "No."
"Okay, uh, so tell me how you feel?" Cameron said.
"I shouldn't be talking to you right now. You know with you being the one who just threw me into the hospital when nothing was wrong with me." House stated.
"I know. I'm sorry." Cameron replied. "But tell me how you feel."
"I feel fine." House replied. What was she trying to get at.
"No, how you really feel."
"I really feel fine." House replied.
"No your emotions, how you feel about me." Cameron said.
"Oh no, not again." House thought. "You are my employee, and I am your employer, the only realtionship I have with you is a boss, employee type thing. Got it?"
"Yeah." Cameron whispered.
"Good." House then hung up the phone.
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"Back to his old ways I see...," Cameron whispered. A tear streamed down her face. "He told me he loved me, but he then denied it!" Cameron walked over and blew out the candle on the table that she prepared a dinner for her and House, she had dressed up and fixed everything! Now it all would go to waste! She then sat down on her couch and cried. She was mad at House. Very mad.
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House sat there, thinking. What did she mean? He didn't like her, and he told her that countless times. Didn't he? Well, he didn't have time to worry about that now, he needed to work on the case. House put the folder in his breifcase and headed down to the hospital. He needed to monitor the patient. He needed to find out what was wrong...,
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Craig sat in his hotel room. He was pleased at what he caused in his brother's life. If he knew he was in town..., what would he do? Craig decided to look up the 'Short-Brunnette's' adress and go down to her house. He liked her, alot.
To be continued...,
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Kimberly