Chapter 3
Morning After
Part B
Disclaimer: I didn't own House when the chapter started why would I own it now.
After a long drive, Cameron and Chase had reached the second home on House's list. The individual had left the front door unlock making the task of entering exceedingly simple, "You know maybe Foreman was on to something when he broke into the Felkers' place I mean why not get paid directly for all our breaking and entering."
"Come on Chase let just get this over with, you take the kitchen I'll take the living room"
Cameron walked into the living room and spied the liquor cabinet in the corner of the room. As she fished through the cabinet trying to find something relevant, her mind went back to the day she found out she was pregnant.
It was a Saturday and she stood in the middle of her bathroom stunned, looking down the at the indicator strip. It was amazing how the mind worked: she knew what the stick would say; she hadn't had her period; she knew what she had done; she hated herself for doing it; she couldn't look at herself in the mirror because of it; and still it wasn't till she saw the pregnant indicator on her EPT that the reality of everything dawned on her. She stumbled over, sat on top of the toilet, and began to cry. She didn't know how long she was in tears before composing her self all she knew was it was night when she stopped and she was pretty sure it was still day when she had started. After crossing suicide off this list of possible ways she could handle the situation she had gotten herself into; she started walking over to the couch so she could grab a book and read. Along the way she spied the small collection of liquor she kept in her apartment for guests and special occasions. She cursed to herself, one of the few time in her life when she could really use a drink and it was the one time she absolutely couldn't have one. She decided to dump the entire collection, rather then risk temptation.
"Cameron, Cameron" Chase's voice suddenly drew Cameron back into the present. "You ready to check the upstairs" Cameron nodded as she closed the liquor cabinet in front of her. Quietly she thought to her self "Mother nature is a bitch"
After a few minutes they had finished and were ready to leave. Chase looked out the window and shouted "Oh crap it's the cops. Out the back!" Cameron and chased hopped the fence in the backyard and ran into the street.
"What type of idiot sends a pregnant woman to run from the cops anyway?" asked Cameron as they ducked out of view of the authorities.
"What type of idiot sleeps with that idiot?"
"Now is not the time Chase!"
House was walking back from the bathroom, when he heard the one voice he was trying to avoid.
"House, we need to talk." For the briefest of moments House actually considered volunteering for clinic duty, if it meant he could avoid the topic he knew was coming. "What is going on with you and Cameron? Is it yours? Is it Wilson's? Is it Wilson's When is Cameron going to do the amniocentesis? Why is half of your team not here?"
"Why? Cuddy isn't it your policy to not get involved in your employees personal lives." House kept walking down the hall as Cuddy responded.
"When it comes to you Dr. House your lucky I haven't hired 24 hour surveillance teams and it is also my policy to do everything I can to make the hospital run smoothly. Now I want to believe that if the kid is yours, you could act like most normal people and not do something crazy or insane or damaging to this hospital and just maybe enjoy the blessing"
"Well I'm sorry but unlike most normal people it doesn't take me nine mouths to find a new way to stroke my ego."
"Wait a second; I have to hear this one. Parents? All those kind, caring people devoting their lives to aiding the growth of an individual other then themselves, they are the egomaniacs?"
"Yes, ignoring the highly disturbing fact that a bunch of people who aren't even qualified to run there own lives one day suddenly decide they are capable of running someone else's. You're wrong"
House stopped, took a quick glance around, and picked up a magazine from a nearby waiting room rack. House demonstrated a picture of the newest celebrity parents on the cover before he opened the magazine and started reading excerpts from the article.
"She is like a little me….a beautiful little version of myself...every parent wants their kid to be a better version of themselves. These people don't want to help another individual they just want a vicarious second chance at not messing up their own lives."
"Whatever House, why isn't any of your team here"
"Well one of my team is here"
"And let me guess that one person isn't Cameron" Cuddy interrupted "you know House ignoring the elephant in the room or in this case womb, is not going to make it disappear."
House merely walked away quietly.
Cameron and Chase were finally reaching the last house of the day, as they pulled up they noticed the lights were still on.
'Ok can't break-in let's go back to…" Chase's cell phone interrupted him, he slowly lifted the phone "Please, let it be anyone but House" and looked at the caller id, it was House.
"You on your way to the last guys place?"
"Ya were already here, but the lights are still…"
"He should be gone in a minute"
'What do you mean…" Chase eyes widened as he saw the house lights go dim and the home's occupant walk out the door and to his car. The timing of House's call was so perfect it made him think, maybe the nuns were right all those years may be there was a personal God with a sense of humor and everything, although, he could not imagine any reason why he would align himself with House.
"I take it that, the odd silence means I was right"
"How did you known?"
"Patient said he had "a weird little night job" I'll be here waiting when your done"
After waiting a few moments to make sure the coast was truly clear, Chase and Cameron started their assignment. Chase started to fumble with the door trying vainly to imitate some trick he saw Foreman do once. Cameron leaned against the exterior wall, her frustration at the day increasing as she saw Chase's failed attempt at breaking and entering. In the last two days alone she had been publicly humiliated; embarrassed; was in the middle of an apparent wild goose chase; been the topic or endless rumors; helped nurse gambling additions across the hospital; was almost arrested by the cops; been called in to her boss office like a child and…and. All of a sudden, she felt something inside her snap.
"Out of the way, wombat boy!" Cameron, shoved Chase aside and kicked the door open herself. "I feel better.
Watching the door swing on it hings, Chase stood with his mouth hanging open, both impressed and scared at Cameron's forwardness "Been working out?"
"Come on lets get this over with" she let Chase walk in front of her and begin searching the house. Looking at the door she had just bashed in, Cameron felt a tingle of guilt. After slipping on a set of gloves, she took out her wallet and left some money for the owner to fix the damage.
The pair made short work of first floor of the home and went upstairs, Chase looked intently at Cameron as she moved through the patient's bathroom, when he saw her walk out he built up the nerve to speak.
"So when you said you were on something that night you meant what exactly? That you were on meth again."
"Not now Chase."
"Why not? I think I deserve some answers. You come knocking on my apartment door one night and with out as much as saying hello you jump me; slam me on the couch. I somehow mange to blurt a question about contraception, which you lied about! I try to get you off of me and you rip my cloths apart and less then ten minutes after you arrived at my doorstep you're completely gone and I'm lying on my couch naked wondering what in the fucking hell just happened"
"Believe me Chase that whole quick finishing thing not my fault."
"This isn't funny Cameron! Chase barked angrily "Yesterday you come in tell me I might be a father and that you've apparently slept with our entire department." Chase moved closer "or is that just all the men you were will to admit sleeping with, are there others hidden off somewhere"
"Back off Chase" barked Cameron. The two started at each other angrily before Chase spoke up "Fine, I'll look at the nightstands, you check the closet"
Chase turned to the nightstand, as look through it he could hear Cameron open the closet door and pick something out of it.
"Hey, Chase check this out" he heard from behind him.
"What?" Chase turned his head "Ahh" he jumped back as he saw Cameron holding a rather large shotgun in her hands. Chase let out a sound that did in fact resemble that of a scared wombat, as he fell in to the bed. "Oh God Cameron please don't kill me!"
Cameron seemed confuse for a moment before she spoke
"O...this I can see, how this could be misconstrued."
S…So…So you're not going to kill me?
"No Chase, I'm not going to kill you look at this" Cameron took a single step to the side reveling a small arsenal of firearms in their patient's closet. Chase composed himself and walked to the closet.
"Looks like our patent's "weird little night job" is being part of some weird little militia group." Cameron noted.
Chase bended down and opened a small barrel, "and look at this, homemade gun powder. Could have heavy metals or toxic chemicals in it I think that counts as something" Chase started to take a sample as Cameron talked to him.
"Did you really think I was going to kill you Chase? I mean I know I'm starting to get hormonal but I haven't even had my first bout of morning sick…." Cameron suddenly stopped speaking and ran into the bathroom.
Chase looked out the window in to the early night sky, as he very nervously held back Cameron hair as she vomited. "Morning sickness, they really need to fix that misnomer" Chase thought to himself. Cameron never believed in God, but as she felt the contents of her stomach empting, she wondered if whatever higher order did govern the universe (and at this point, the most likely candidate appeared to be Murphy's Law) didn't have a twisted sense of humor.
"Are you done" Chase asked
"You rather I throw up in your car" asked Cameron as she looked up at Chase.
"We just broke in to the house of militia member with enough guns in his closet to stock a small army. What do you think?" After thinking for a second, Cameron and Chase both ran very quickly out of the house.
The car ride back was full of awkward silence, they were only a few blocks from the hospital but the tension was getting to Chase. He tried to break the silence "So Cameron" Cameron ignored Chase. Chase thought for a second of something, anything he could say to break the silence. He eventually blurted out the first thought that entered his mind.
"You didn't really do any kinky things with House's cane. Did you?"
Cameron chuckled slightly, but she made sure to hide it from Chase. After a few minutes, they reached the parking lot of the hospital. The two got out of the car; Chase made a straight line to the hospital, Cameron put her hands on top of the car and watched Chase walk away.
"Chase wait" Chase turned around and looked at Cameron. "Your right you deserve an explanation" Cameron's eyes were becoming watery, Chase told her to go on.
"A week or two before I went to your apartment, I went up to my sister place and…and while I was there."
Chase could see the tears about to explode out of Cameron's eyes, the moonlight struck Cameron's face for a moment and old painful wounds opened inside Chase, as much as he wanted answers he couldn't get them this way.
"Cameron I was out of line when I asked you before… just tell me when ever you're ready. Let go take the stuff to House"
House was in his office waiting for his ducklings to return. Wilson entered the room "Hey, House"
"I already told you this morning we're cool. Really I'm happy you got some."
Wilson looked around the room a bit "No it's not that forecast says there going to be heavy rain. I am leaving so if you don't want to ride your bike in the rain.
"I'll take my chances" House replied "You looking for something"
"Nay… I just think I'm forgetting something, probably not important see ya House."
A few minutes passed before Chase and Cameron arrived.
Chase bolted in front of House desk and rattled off his report as fast as he could "we found some gun powder in the last guy's house nothing in the second; and some…look for yourself stuff in the first house can we go home now."
"Yes. Dr. Chase you can go home."
Chase ran out the door, Cameron was ready to follow but she knew the second she heard House say you in the singular form that she was going to be stopped "Cameron wait" she heard, right on que.
"Could you fill this out for me"
"Can't it wait?"
"Please" House asked in an unusually soft and sincere tone "It will only take ten minutes"
Cameron was tired but the unusually sincere tone of House's voice peaked her interest enough for her to accept. She sat down and began to work "You know House if this is your plan, to exhaust me till I miscarriage it's not going to work"
"No, I really appreciate all your hard work today Cameron. Let me make it up to you, House started to heat up some water. Wilson bought this organic green tea thing let me make you a cup. After a few moments, she heard a ding and saw House pass her a cup, "Thanks" she said surprised at House's generosity.
House watched her take a sip with extreme intensity. "It's good," Cameron said as she let out a big yawn.
"You known if you're tired you can just sleep here tonight"
"No I'm…fine" Cameron let out another yawn before she took another sip of tea.
"You sure the chairs are really comfy"
"Well…I am reaaly ssslee" Cameron started to fall off her chair House grabbed her and placed her back into the chair.
House left the unconscious immunologist and went in to the hall, a few moments later; he returned wheeling in a gurney. He went over to the chair and pick up Cameron's body as carefully as he could, being careful to avoid putting undue pressure on his bad leg. He placed Cameron's body gentle on the gurney.
"Time to figure out what wrong with you Cameron." House moved for his hands over Cameron stomach and gently creased the area
"Don't worry little guy, can't have you growing in a defective incubator. We are going to make mommy all better, I promise."
