I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU…
Tears fell over her lips as he checked her vitals and sat down once more, keeping a watchful eye on her.
Her breathing steadied as she saw he wasn't going to pick up the needle again, she didn't want to be asleep anymore, it scared her to be asleep, it brought back the pain of the rape, the pain that she hadn't remembered at the time, but had now, and that seemed scarier than knowing…what if she had forgotten something.
She closed her eyes and tried to relax her muscles, as they felt tense and sore. She felt the skin around her wrists burn from being irritated by the leather. She took in a deep breath. "When can we go home?" She spoke in a small voice that House could barely hear, as she was looking in the opposite direction of him out the window.
Her hands freed from the restraints as she made them into fists, stretching them until they felt slightly better.
She rolled onto her stomach and crossed her arms on top of the pillow putting her cheek on top to look at him, with relief showing through her eyes.
"Not yet, its 3 in the morning, we will have to wait until its earlier, and until your better."
She wrinkled her fore head at him and frowned, "I was always okay."
Right after the words had slipped her mouth she knew he was feeling angry, but just didn't want to show her.
She sat up and grabbed her head before swinging her legs off the side of the bed to face him. "Maybe I wasn't always ok", she looked away and smirked a little, before she turned her attention back to him.
She smiled big and shrugged her shoulders, cocking her head to the side and gazed into his eyes, losing herself in the reality of having a real father, knowing exactly who would take care of her each day, and knowing that someone would always look out for what was best for her.
"You know your eyes tell it all…" her voice sounded more confident now, and she was smiling more than ever, although inside she felt like dying, that she would never be good enough for him.
Suddenly he seemed to be amused, as he leaned forward and asked in a very sarcastic tone, "Really? What am I thinking right now?" as he laughed inwardly.
She giggled and leaned back onto the bed resting her head against the pillow, tilting it to the side to keep eye contact with him. "No silly, I mean that's how I knew you were my dad…no one else has eyes like us." She smiled and let her eyes flutter closed as she drifted off to sleep.
"No one else will ever be like you…"he whispered to himself as he watched the features in her face soften, and tears swell in his eyes as he rested his head down on his cane.
Cameron stood outside the door, being on the nightshift she had volunteered to take for their patient, all to be close to House, even when the only thing he wanted was to be close to his daughter.
They were all longing for something.