Hey everyone,

Sorry for the delay just wanted to wait til I got a laptop so that I would have more time to write as my brother usually doesn't let me long on the other comp. now I will update more.

Hope you enjoy.

Jen

Disclaimer: I don't own house, I wish but unfortunately I don't.

R&R are welcomed J

Part 3

The moment she saw House's expression on his face, the hurt the pain she knew somewhere inside her that she must mean something to him but for some unknown reason she just wasn't sure what that could be.

Why cant I remember.. Why.

The nurses weren't sure of the details regarding her attack but that she had multiple stab wounds , internal bleeding plus the clot that they finally got under control otherwise things might have gone from bad to worse but she is strong this proved that

Moments before the nurses had to restrain her after she got agitated fearing that the clot in her brain had made some severe damage and that she would never regain her memory, having to live her life with nothing, not knowing anyone or her past. She might as well as be dead.. Although she knew that it was the last thing she wanted but couldn't help feeling that way.

After being sededated feeling her eyes became heavy knowing that any moment now sleep would occur where nothing could hurt her, where things were peaceful. But before this happened she suddenly murmured to the nearby nurse.

" Tell Dr House, I'm Sorry for… ev..ery..thing."

Before she could say anything else her body collapsed into a deep sleep, eyelids shut and letting out a loud sigh.. Whether it was content or a worried sigh she wasn't sure but from now till she had to face her non existent life what's left of it anyway she could be happy.

Dream

The hospital somehow turned into a graveyard and even though the sun was shinning through the clouds there was dark patches of grey and black that could be seen from a distance if you looked close enough.

She walked but stopped dead in her tracks when she noticed a crowd that was surrounding a grave a funeral she assumed.

Gee of course it's a funeral after all they are in a graveyard what else could they be doing… but he question was, whose?.. And why do these people look familiar?

Stepping closer she gasped when she saw that Doctor, the one whom was with her in her room, Dr House covering her hand over her mouth, plus some other doctors that had come to see her but she wasn't sure of who they were exactly. House was the only person she recognized of this group.

Must be a doctor that died

With that thought, this deadly feeling came over her, something in the pit of her stomach told her something was off about this scene but she wasn't sure what it was.

Now she was next to House who had tears in his eyes, dressed all in black but with a tie which looked weird like something he would never do unless it was important and this would be as important as anything so she supposed it was okay.

House seemed like a controlled person/Doctor and she figured that he must have cared about this person to be so emotional, looking he way he does. Horrible, Miserable, Lonely. These words ring in her ears like she had heard them before, said them maybe? She wasn't completely sure.

Taking her hand she places it on his shoulder but nothing happened, like he didn't feel her, Taking a step backwards she suddenly got this bizarre look on her face then deciding to try something she stood right in front of him, looking into his crystal clear blue eyes she felt something there but her mind was too jumbled up to comprehend what it could be although the weird thing is, he was not just looking at her he was looking through her. Turning to look at the coffin before her blink. then looking at the gravestone which marked the following name.

Allison Cameron.

Cherished Doctor and beloved Friend.

"Oh holy shit, what the hell is going on here?"

But nothing, no response, its as if nobody heard a single word that she said, or even noticed she was standing in front of her.

Wait a minute, If im dead how can I be here.. So many thoughts going through her head she wasn't sure what was real and what wasn't.

How could this be her funeral, she wasn't dead…was she?.

Turning to face the crowd , she walks around to each and every single person looking at their expression and the emotions that surround them at this present time wondering what her connection was to them but once again stopped in front of Dr. House.

Even though to everyone else he may have a cold calculated face, trying to express nothing she knew, hell if she knew how but she knew that there was more than that to him.

Even with his blue eyes starring at you, he was trying to hold back the tears she can see forming in her eyes along with the redness in his pupils like he had been crying sometime before.

He now was looking toward the ground, but no… now walking to the gravestone.

"Oh Cameron, why did you have to go? Why did you have to die on me ? I never ever got to tell you anything and everything . How much you mean to me. God how much I miss you so much it hurts.

I cant work because your always there, Cant go home because your there too, I don't… Know what Im doing anymore as nothing seems right without you by my side"

Unable to go on, He shoves his cane to the ground gets on his hands and knees trying to dig up the ground in attempt that maybe.. Oh hell he'll never be there same not now not anymore.

She turns her back on them all, her mouth trembling unable to stand seeing him in such pain.

"Nooooo, Please God I don't want to go!.. Houseeeeeee save me Please"

Screaming with all her might and energy that her voice and strength can take her in a hope she could have one more chance.

End of Dream

House and Cameron woke up startled and disturbed by their dream wondering what it means and scared out of their minds in the process.

"Cameron, No I will not let you die, I will not let you go ever again no matter what it takes I will bring you back"

With that, He then grabs his Cane and stomps off to her room, where unbeknownst to him she just had the exact same dream that he just experienced.

Cameron sits up now becoming frightened after thinking she was safe in her dreams how she was sorely wrong this is worse than reality.

Although she is unsure of what it all means she does know that she will remember even if it takes a lifetime she will not let that horrible nightmare come true.

Rolling onto her side the door creaks open hearing footsteps coming her way, she turns around now on her back to see Him staring back at her.

"House" She quietly whispers just enough for him to hear the words coming from her mouth.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have came" He drops his gaze and attempts to turn back the way he came but she suddenly stopped him with the words he should have used the night she came to his house to quit.

"Don't go"

She had reached over from the bed and had grabbed his wrist to stop him from walking, their eyes locked together. When words cannot express this is what you have, the emotion in the eyes. People can lie but the eyes speak the truth.

He can see the desperation in her eyes, and hear it in her voice the need to not be alone.

Nodding and grabbing the nearby chair situated in the corner of the room, he sits next to her holding her hand while looking into her eyes letting her know that he isn't going anywhere.

"Try sleep, you need it and the rest with your memory it will come back in time but you cant rush it otherwise your brain will be on overloud too much pressure and stress , well it certainly wont help the process so please don't worry"

Even if she cant trust anyone less alone herself she knew she trusted his words, which meant she trusted him in one way or another.

"Okay…" She relaxed herself, breathing contently having felt safe for the first time ever since she woke up.

House just sat there watching her while she closed her eyes, still holding onto his hand although he was not complaining not one bit and placed it upon her heart.

"Ah" He let out a sigh, half smiling.

She abruptly opened her eyes once again, knowing she would say something because Cameron can never stop talking even if she was in the hospital just days after major surgery.

"House?":

Averting his eyes upon hers, nodding giving her the clear to continue talking,

"Yeah?"

Before speaking, she bit down on her bottom lip which was one of the most cutest things he had ever seen.

"I'm sorry but thank you… for being here you have no idea what it means to me"

The rest was history as they say, before he knew it she had drifted off to sleep again.

"Oh, Cam you too, no idea at all"

Taking her words and turned it into his, about her. Not that he was telling her that, not right now at least.