ch3
Disclaimer: Rowan and Jessie are all I own.
Thanks sooo much for all the reviews. You guys are awesome. I think this is going to be a House/Cameron fic but it's still open for discussion.
I'm also uping the rating to be safe for thematic stuff. Wouldn't want to corrupt anyone...
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"But why do I have to baby sit? Taking care of little girls is Chase's thing isn't it?"
"Chase has a seminar, and Foreman is out with his girlfriend, and Wilson is pretending to look for a lawyer. You are the only other choice."
"I thought this guy was psycho. Why am I staying with him?"
"I was kidding sweetie. He just has a bad temper."
"You told her I was a psycho?"
"Can you blame me?"
"Yes."
"Fine but you're still babysitting."
"I thought I was your boss not the other way around."
"It's just for a few hours House." Cameron turned to Rowan. "OK, I'll be back around five. Be good for House unless he starts being a jerk,
then kick him, but not in the bad leg." Rowan nodded and House looked at them both with disgust.
"Kicking a cripple when he's down...How low can you get Cameron?" His comment went unheard as Cameron was already in her car.
"Bye! Have fun, be good." And with that she drove away.
House looked down at Rowan. "I hope you don't think we're going to watch Telly Tubbies or Barney the entire time your here."
"Do I look like I'm four!" The six year old exclaimed indignantly.
"Uh, yeah."
Rowan stuck out her tongue and pushed past House. "What do you have to eat in this place anyway?"
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During the drive to New York Cameron was fighting back tears and bad memories. She managed to keep herself together into the
apartment complex and up the iron railed stairway from which her sister had hung herself but once she was in the apartment itself, she broke
down sobbing.
FLASHBACK
"Ally Hurry up! I'm going to be late!" A teenager with curled brown hair was honking the horn of her Honda. Ally, a teeny bopper with a purple bob cut was hauling a duffel bag and pillow out the front door of an old Victorian house.
"Keep your head on! It's not like the stupid dance matters!"
"Are you kidding me! This is prom girl and if I'm late it's on your head!"
"Yeah, whatever..."
Jessica Cameron was taking her kid sister to a sleep over so she could go to prom with the guy she had been forbidden to see. Their parents were out of town for the weekend. This was her last chance to go to prom. She pulled up in front of a house with pink plastic flamingoes dotting the front lawn.
"So when are you going to pick me up?"
"Ten a.m."
"'Kay"
"Hey Ally!" A girl with long black hair and red eye shadow ran up to the car. "Guess who got 'Urban Cowboy'?"
"NO WAY!" Ally gushed.
"Alright already get your stuff and get out!"
Ally stuck her tongue out and did as she was told.
next day
Ally set her stuff down and walked into the kitchen. "Jessie what the heck, you were supposed to pick me up an hour ago...What happened to you?"
Jessica was sitting at the kitchen table, still in her prom dress, except it was torn in several places and covered in dirt. She had clearly been crying by the redness of her face and the way her mascara ran down her cheeks. She opened her mouth to speak but only began sobbing all over again. Ally ran over to her sister and hugged her.
END FLASHBACK
What had happened to her sister that night was never explained to Allison Cameron but even at ten she new it was something terrible. It was never spoken of by her parents after it had been reported but it had made a bond between the sisters that wouldn't be broken for eight years. Allison managed to calm down enough to pick up the apartment and pack all the small thing into boxes.
That morning she had asked Rowan about her comment the night before she had gotten very quiet.
"My mommy promised she would never leave me. Promises were important, she never broke them." And Rowan was right. Allison couldn't remember her sister ever breaking a promise.
"OK, I believe you."