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Chapter Four-

As she stood up she realized how dizzy she was. Trying to walk around, she tripped and fell. She stayed there lying on the damp ground. She would have to wait until she had enough strength to get up to find out exactly where she was.

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Wilson was heading to House's after work and found that he wasn't there. Nevertheless, he reached up on top of the door frame and grabbed the spare key to unlock the door. He set his things on the sofa and grabbed the cordless phone from the corner table. He dialed House's cell number.

It rang five times and House picked up just when Wilson was about to hung up

"Well, finally!" Wilson greeted in an annoyed tone.

"Oh hi Hunny, I see you're home from work," House replied mockingly.,

Wilson rolled his eyes.
"Hey, don't you roll your eyes at me!" House commented.

"What, how did you know?"

"See, I knew you rolled your eyes!" House cackled.

"So, where are you?"

"Oh, just out somewhere watching a bit of TV."

"You're at Cameron's, aren't you?" Inquired Wilson.

"You should come over and hang out."

"Yeah, because I bet her apartment is clean and has food in the refrigerator, right? But I guess you want me to bring the beer because I doubt Cameron keeps a six pack in the fridge…"

"You know, I hadn't thought of that, but great idea!"

"Fine, I'll be there in a few minutes. Well, I don't exactly know where it is…."

"Forget it, I'm not giving you directions," House complained, "Go on Mapquest. I'll give you the address."

Half an hour later there was a knock on Cameron's door. Wilson tried to imitate Cameron.

"House, why are you in my apartment?" Wilson squeaked, "Haven't you ever heard of privacy?"

House looked through the peephole, "Oh Cameron, I guess I don't need to open the door, you have a key right?"

"Oh fine, its Wilson, let me in," Wilson said.

House opened the door and let his friend in.

"Did you bring the beer?"

Wilson sighed, "So Cameron's not here, you have no clue where she is, she hasn't been to work in days… and you just come and chill in her living room? Ever heard of respect?"

"Yeah, there was a song about that, right?" House replied and then started humming R-E-S-P-E-C-T.

Wilson said, "Yeah, because I'm definitely talking about some song from the sixties. What if she comes back and finds us in her house? Don't you think she'll be scared and angry maybe? Or don't you care?"

"I'll just tell her that I came to look for her and she left the TV on. You can't just leave a TV turned on without anyone watching it, what would the point of that be. Oh and the reason I ate her food was that so it wouldn't go bad. See, we were just making sure her food didn't go bad and her TV wasn't lonely. Happy?"

Shaking his head, Wilson sat down in a beige chair.

"So, what are we watching?"

"Mythbusters," House said simply, "It's been on all day and there's a new episode on in two hours."

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Virginia had made it home safely and finally got to see her son again. His smile made her warm inside again and she settled down for a night in her own comfortable bed. Outside it was chilly, but still warm for March; her window was opened a little to let in the cool breeze. She set her alarm clock and then pulled the covers over her before drifting to sleep.

It seemed a peaceful night and her dreams were finally free of the nightmares she had been having for the past few weeks. Finally it seemed as if she could start fresh and be happy again. However, she was peaceful and stable inside, her reality was far from that.

Her son's cries woke up her at 2:30 am. Groggily, she slipped out of bed and down the hallway.

"Shhh," she whispered. "What's the matter?"

Noticing that the window was opened, she went over and shut it. She pulled the covers over her son and gave him a kiss on his forehead. He quieted down and she went to go back to sleep. Walking down the hallway, she felt someone grabbed her from behind and before she could fight back, she was knocked out by some chemical.

The next day she found herself in a small room. It was dark and dingy; thankfully, she wasn't claustrophobic. There was a bed and a sink and that was all. The door on the opposite side of the room was closed and it had one window that was covered up with black paper.

'This must be a dream,' she thought to herself.

She walked around the room and inspected it. She tried opening the door with no luck; of course it was locked. She put her ear up against it to see if she could hear anything. At first she couldn't hear anything, but the she closed her eyes and really focused, trying to pick up any sort of sound. There was someone yelling and frankly, it freaked her out; this whole situation she in did. She quickly pulled her head away from the door and went and sat against one of the walls.

This whole thing reminded of some sort of bad horror movie. This whole month had been like some bad horror movie, actually. She was widowed and then attacked. Now, after finally getting out of the hospital, she was, well she didn't know where she was. All she knew what that the situation sucked and she hoped she would wake up soon and this would all be over.

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(Meanwhile this next part is happening at the same time as the above part)

Cameron woke up and opened her eyes. After adjusting to the darkness of the room, she looked around; confused. She screamed, not really knowing why. Trying to stand up, she didn't get very far before falling. She was too weak to stand. Instead, she just tried to crawl around. It was slow, but she made her way about fifteen feet and still there was nothing around her. She didn't know where the walls to this room were and feared bumping into one unexpectedly. Putting one hand in front of her and using the other to keep her balance, she crawled onward.

Eventually she hit the wall and propped herself up against it. She felt so weak, but she wouldn't let herself close her eyes. Out of fear, she kept her eyes open and continually shifting in every direction. She had no idea who else or what else may be in the room with her and she did not want to find out.

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I like cliffhangers hehe, but I hope you aren't mad at me for this. ) I know this chapter isn't as long as I wanted it to be, but I wanted to end it there because I like to keep you thinking. It'll get more interesting next chapter where the twist starts to unfold. And I don't know when it will be up. I think this story is the fastest I've ever posted the chapters. I had them prewritten for a long time and decided to post them. Chapter five isn't written yet so it might not be up as quickly as the others have been. I apologize in advance! D