Here it is. Sorry it's taken so long but I was having trouble deciding on what I wanted from this chapter. Hope you like it and please review. Most of the time reviews determen on how fast I right the next chapter (lol I'm writing two stories at the same time...)
Signed, GallopGirl.
NOTE: The itallic you will see later on is House's thoughts.
Cameron lay in bed, as she had done the last week since waking up. Her family came to see her, Chase popped in every spare moment he had, Forman came in every now and again. Wilson brought her books to read and Cuddy came in every few days to see how she was feeling. But she never saw House, only when he scooted passed, which was hardly ever. Maybe once this week…
Why? She didn't understand. She heard things, his voice sailing through the darkness of her mind; his voice and only his bring her closer. She knew at some point in time he had opened up to her but now she was awake he didn't even acknowledge she was alive. She felt so lost her hear ached, a promise broken, to be with House.
"Here, I got you this" Cut a voice, Chase. He was smirking, holding out a small, neatly wrapped gift.
"Chase, what is it?" She snapped to life, taking it. "Really you shouldn't have!"
She opened it to reveal a green IPod mini.
"I down loaded heaps of songs, mostly off a friend of mine. She likes it all so I guess you will," he said, checking the tubes and machines around her.
"Thanks Chase, real sweet of you" She smiled. "Do you know if House is coming to see me?" She asked, her longingness for House getting the better of her. He looked a little hurt she thought, but only for a split second.
"You know he never sees is patients" He joked. She glared at him.
"To tell you the truth, he sees you everyday. A lot. Only you don't see him" He finished slowly and cautiously.
She looked puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"I've seen him watching you when he thinks no one is looking and when you're sleeping or not looking. I've seen him go in when you're sleeping. I'm not sure you know this but you gave him, well all of us a scare. But he was seeing you almost everyday before you woke up" He ended, both going into silence.
"Thanks for the Ipod" Cameron finally said, signaling she wanted to be alone.
"No probs" He smiled, bending down and giving her a gentle hug. "It's good to have you back."
-
Cameron flick through the thousands of songs on the Ipod, trying to decide what to listen to. She found her favourite and played, till there was a gentle tap on her shoulder. If she weren't still in a fair bit of pain she would have jumped. It was Chase again.
She smiled "You scared me half to death!" He looked a little guilty.
"Sorry, I was just bored, tricky case and House is driving me insane. He's still having a go at me, I don't think he'll ever get over it…" He sighed.
Cameron smiled "I'm sure he will"
He snorted "And pigs might fly… crap, here he comes now!"
It was true; House came marching into the room.
"Aren't you supposed to be doing something? Or is saving a persons life too boring for you now?" He questioned, face showing no expression.
"Sorry, I'll get on to it" Chase snapped, marching out the door. House went to follow him.
"House, wait!" Cameron called from her bed, edging herself up against the pillows.
House thought about continuing to walk, pretending not to hear her feeble cry but he couldn't bring himself to do it. The dreams were forever haunting him. He gave an inward sigh.
"Yes Cameron?"
"Why have you been avoiding me?" She questioned, getting straight to the point.
Oh boy! House thought.
"Been busy, lots of sick people in a hospital," He answered gruffly.
"Liar, they aren't our type of sick… plus Chase has been filling me in" She said matter-of-factly.
Once a snitch, always as snitch he huffed, rolling his eyes.
"Look, we need to talk… I get out tomorrow and…"
"Oh bother, love to stay and chat but I think I see Cuddy waving another malpractice form around." He said, turning swiftly away.
"I know what you said when I was unconscious!" She managed to shout as he walked out the door.
House cringed, he had heard her, he was afraid.
-
The next day he didn't go with the others to help Cameron out. He stayed locked in his office, watching re-runs. He thought about calling her many times but refrained himself. He went to bed thinking about her.
BEEP BEEP
House fumbled around in the dark for his pager. After his eyes focused in the darkness he read the little screen.
"Meet Me. 11 Carlota St, Down Town. Ask for the fun room. Wilson." He checked the number and sure enough it was Wilson's pager number. He thought whether to go or go back to bed, final deciding he'd better keep some friends.
He soon arrived at a place that looked somewhat like a nightclub. Not a very Wilsonish place but he soon forgot what he was thinking when he pushed open the door. The small room was packed, half-naked hooter girls dancing around on tables and some mighty fine looking waitresses. He made his way to the bar where he found a burley, large man, tats dripping down his arm.
"I'm looking for the 'Fun Room,'" He shouted over the loud music, dread coming. He couldn't image what the man was thinking, him asking to go into the 'Fun Room' with Wilson. The man nodded, leading him down a dimly lit hallway. He left House standing outside a door. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door. There he was taken back a little. Cameron sat on a lumpy looking double bed, dressed in a long coat, her hair out, hanging in curls past her shoulders. She looked up at him, with tired and hopeful eyes.
House only had to take one look at her and know she wasn't well, that she should still be at the hospital resting. She was porcelain white, the slight crease in her brow told him she was attempting to hide her pain. He felt now was the time to say something comforting and caring.
"Hello Wilson"
Damn!
She sighed, attempting to glare at him.
"Hello Greg" She said quietly. House walked into the room now, quietly shutting the door.
"We haven't even gone on a date and we're already on first term basis." He quipped.
"Well 'Allison', I don't know about you, but I think this relationship is moving too fast…" He ended, smirking.
"Are you saying we have a relationship?" It was her turn to smirk as his dropped. Panicking ever so slightly he attempted to change the subject. Taking a seat on the bed beside her, he bounced up and down a bit before saying.
"Can't image you in this sort of place…"
"If you must know, I used to work hear while I was in College" She went a little red, then gave another smirk as his face dropped again.
"How come I didn't know that you worked as a stripper?" He asked dumbfounded.
"I wasn't a stripper, I was a waitress. It was a cash in hand job; also I was underage when I started so it was never put on record. Anyway, that's not why I want you to come… I wanted to talk to you alone. I know what you said, well partly, when I was in the coma…"
He looked down at the cane in his hand.
This is it… he thought I'll have to tell her.
"Then you know what I said…"
She nodded quietly.
"Do you still feel that way?" She asked, trying to keep her excitement down.
He took a deep breath.
"I… what the heck. Allison, I can't stop thinking about you. All the time, you're driving me crazy!" He finished, swooping down and catching her in a surprise kiss. Cameron almost screamed she was that caught off guard. She finally pulled away.
"Why did you ignore me all week?"
He pondered on telling her the truth. He was scared of her love, scared of his feelings, so unfamiliar.
He shrugged "Wanted you to come begging…"
Always next time…She rolled her eyes, House catching her lips again, gently pushing her down into the bed. He removed the coat, slipping his hands up her top, running across her bare skin. She went to take off is jumper when he caught a whiff of the bed. He jumped up.
"I don't know about you, but I'm not sure I want to be naked on this thing" He said, making a disgusted face.
She giggled, bighting down on her lip playfully.
"Your place?" She quested.
"Why the hell not, my place hasn't had action in years!" He said, pulling her to her feet. She barley had time to pick up her coat before she was whisked away…