Two hours later:
House sat up in his bed. His mind was racing a hundred miles a minute. The sedative he had been given was just enough to stop the new source of pain. But it was not enough to calm him completely. The darkness was getting to him. Not being able to see was like taking a connection from the world.
Cameron staying close was oddly comforting. It wasn't like when his leg happened and Stacy stayed with him. He wanted to do things one way and Stacy did the opposite. His mind told him that Cameron would do what he wanted – it was only one thing that could be done.
He took her hand, feeling a connection to the world around him. The door slid open, "Well it's about time you showed up. I would have expected them to call you first Wilson, seeing as we are living together." A surprised Wilson looked at Cameron who shrugged her shoulders. She went back to House's hand. "How did you know it was me?"
"Your silly French shoes – they have a distinct click." House mused. "Well your other senses are greatly enhanced, sense of hearing and touch are really enhanced." Cameron must be blushing right now - House mused. He felt her try and move her hand. House tightened his grasp, telling her not to move yet. "Wilson could you get a few things for me, as you can see I'm not going to be there for a few days." Cameron handed Wilson the list.
Wilson left promising to return in the morning. That left House alone with Cameron for the first time. "Are you ok?" She asked after moment of awkward silence. "I'm fine." House answered still holding her hand. "I'd better be going." Cameron turned to leave. House didn't let go of her hand. "Could you stay with me for a while – just until I fall asleep?" Cameron pulled a chair up to the bed. She took his hand and stoked it.