Thanks SO MUCH for all the reviews! You guys ROCK! Sorry for the wait, but my muse had disappeared. I think the penguins stole him. Or maybe he just ran away when I found out how many tests I had to study for. Anyways, he came back, and here is the next chapter:DThanks to all again! I promise all (well, most) questions will be answered in the next chapter.

Disclamier: Neither House or the song used in this fic is mine. -whispers off to the side- Penguins, we march at dawn. Soon, House will be OURS! MUAHAHAHA! -seesproducers in front of her-Whoopsies. -Runs away. FAR away.-

The sun was setting straight ahead of the Corvette, a shimmering orb of fiery orange, red, and yellow. Cameron watched it disappear behind a wall of pine trees as House made a sharp turn, causing her to grip the sides of her seat and gasp slightly. She had never liked this car, but it was better than taking the motorcycle. She glanced over at House. He was staring at the road, never moving his eyes if possible, as he had been since they pulled out of PPTH's parking lot several hours ago. The entire time there had been nothing but silence in the car, other than strains of music coming out of the radio. Right now a song by The Who was playing, called "I've Had Enough".Cameron had always loved this song.

You were under the impression
That when you were walking forward
You'd end up further onward
But things ain't quite that simple.

House glanced over at her. "So why did you come?"

Cameron jumped a little at the first words spoken in hours, but then returned to looking out her window. "I already told you."

He sneered. "You 'knew her too.' Barely." Cameron resisted a smile. There was the old House.

"Maybe more than you know."

The Corvette swerved suddenly to the right. House cursed and yanked the wheel back to the left until the car was back on the right side of the road. "Damn squirrel." he mumbled as Cameron drew a shuddery breath. He cast a look of annoyance over at her, as if the whole thing had been her fault. "How would you have known her before?"

Calming her frenzied heart, Cameron released her grip on the seat.

You got altered information
You were told to not take chances
You missed out on new dances
Now you're losing all your dimples.

"Last year," she said quietly, "I met her at a fair. We collided in front of the Ferris wheel, dropped everything we were carrying, and introduced ourselves. It was a freak meeting." She brushed back strands ofauburn hair that had escaped the confines of her elastic. "Her husband was with a friend, so we decided to have lunch together." She glanced over at her boss, but his gaze was set resolutely on the road. But he was still listening. "When she came to the hospital, I recognized her, but I couldn't remember from where. When she left, that was when I remembered. Of course."

My jacket's gonna be cut and slim and checked, Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat,
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.

"Of course." House echoed, his voice hollow. He rounded a curve, softly this time. Cameron turned from her window to gaze out the front one, just in time to see the last of the sun fall behind the earth.

I've had enough of living
I've had enough of dying
I've had enough of smiling
I've had enough of crying

"Still, just because you read of her death, didn't mean you had to come."

She blew out an irritated breath."Then read your own damn mail, House."

He looked over at her. She was annoyed. Her arms were clenched over her stomach, like he'd seen her do so many times before. Chuckling, House turned back to the road in time to see a sign off to the side, thinking howmuch fun it was to annoy Cameron, especially since it took so much effort to do it.

I've taken all the high roads
I've squandered and I've saved
I've had enough of childhood
I've had enough of graves...

The Corvette pulled off the main road onto a hidden dirt lane. House accelerated,leaving the sign swinging wildly in the dust, words unable to be seen by the driver behind them. But the two doctors had seen them.

Callahan Funeral Home.