this is my first fan fiction ever. it is house/cam, i swear. you'll see in the future chaps. so just bare w/ me.
enjoy and PLEASE review! PLEEEAAAASE.
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He hobbled back to his office, thougts racing in his head. He HAD to
see her. He needed to tell her…. He just needs to see her. He gets to
the office and throws open the door, shouting "Allison? Where are you?
Alli! I need to say something!" but she was nowhere. Where could she
be he thought? He had to tell her that he was late. He needed her help
with this. What should they do? That one drunk night and then this
happened to him! Why did he need this? He fell to the floor stress
taking over.
When he woke up he was in his office chare. how did I get here he
thought? He looked up and saw Foreman and Chase staring at him from
across the floor. "You fell." Chase said in his Australian accent.
"Well duh." said House he was still wondering were Allison was.
Suddenly the glass door opened and a pair of bright red heels walked
into the room.
"Alli!" House screamed running over to her. Allison Maria Cameron had
her dark hair piled up on her head, and a dark red blouse. Her black
flowly skirt and bracelets matched perfectly. Over her clothes she
wore her pristin white lab jacket. Her lips were rubby red and her
eyes were bright blue like always.
"Hello Dr." she said smoothly pecking House on the cheek. Foreman
gasped and Chase almost fainted.
"Alli I was so worried I have to tell you something baby." House said
in a rush, holding onto Allison's hips
"Sorry Dr. but I'm not Allison."
"but you are allison! you're cameron, you must be! you look just like
her, don't you. how could you not be? babby are you sick?" he claimed.
"Ah but looks can be concieving, darling" the woman who looked like
cameron said. "I am Aralyn Julia Cameron. Allison is my sister my twin
realy. and get your hands of my hips, mister!"
Foreman and Chase turned to the other and made faces. Was she for
reals? and while this happened house backed away hitting the wall with
a thud. he slid down the wall and cried asking "but where is my alli
why are you here what do you want from us why didn't she tell us about
you?"
The woman sat down at the table in Camerons usuall seat and said she
has some news but she can help them. her sister has typhoid and is
dying but she can take over for cameron. "I'm a totally medical
genius, afterall."
House couldn't beleive that his beautiful Allison was dyeing of the
typhoid. I should be with her he thought to himself quitely. But he
doesn't know were Allison's apartment was: he'd have to ask the
mysterious Aralyn.
Aralyn looked just like Allison. They are matching twins, afterall.
And she was amazing smart he could telll just by being around her for
a couple hours. She totally helped w/ the differential diagnosis,
picking up on a detail that even he himself had missed! He couldn't
believe that hed finally found someone as smart as the grate Gregory
house.
He went over to his other office through the glass door. Aralyn
Cameron was the only one there she was doing his paperwork.
"Aralyn Id like to see Allison if you don't mind." House asked.
Aralyn looked up from the papers and raises her eyebrow to him. God
she's sexy he thought. But then he scolded himself. She wasn't
Cameron!
"Go and see her then?" she told him, obviously.
"I don't know where she is." he said ashamed. Aralyn ticked.
"I'll take you there, gregory if you want" she softly said.
"Oh please Ara. I need to see her" gregory says. he thinks though "she is so pretty well of course she's the matching twin of alli but ara is more exciting."
Aralyn took Gregory's hand and strode down the hallway with heels clacking on the floor. He strode fast as a dude with a leg that didn't work good could.
They arrived at a room like the others but this one was special. this was where his alli lay dying. He burst into the room crying her name but she was asleep. no she was in a coma so she would feel no pain. He wailed and sank to a chair.
Aralyn had followed him into the room but not said a word yet at this sight before her. But now she creeps into the room and over to the weeping man. "there there dear, don't cry. She wont be feeling much" she said as she stroked his back.
He looked up at her with blue teary eyes and said but i love her and she's dying and i couldn't say goodbye and i'll never find someone like her.
Aralyn sat on the chare next to him and says "but you did find me! I am like her. she is my twin and i could be like her but better! we can pretend, baby! please, don't you see i love you and i could BE her and we could love eachother and have babbies and be married and no one would even have to know i'm me."
With that she leaned over to his face and kissed his tears away.
She felt so much like Alli but a lot sexier... He feels himsef slipping into her charm as she slid her lips aganst his. When he felt her tounge on his he moaned and he could feel Aralyn smile on his lips. He clutched her hair behind her head and marvaled at how soft it was just like Alli's.
After thirty minutes and five seconds Aralyn pulled away and put her face in Greg's shoulder.
"I'm just like her, Greg! Sexier and smarter, though! i could make you feel all better." she whispered. Her hands are stroking his long manly arms.
She stared into his startling blue eyes. He had to make a desicion. He raised his hand to touch her smooth perfect face. She's so beautiful and looks just like Allison. And Allison is dying of the typhoid what choice did he have?
"yes." he said quitely.
Aralyn smiles and leaned in to kiss his lips.