Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the storyline. If I owned House, would I be sat here writing this fan fic?

This is a sequel to You Found Me. You Brought Me To Life. If you haven't read it, you probably wont understand this one ok? So go read the first one first!

Chapter Seven

Foreman and Chase made their way to Cuddy's office. Entering the room she looked up at them. "What's he done now?"

Foreman shook his head and walked forward resting his hands on the chair in front of her desk. "It's not House, it'sabout the patient."

"What's the matter? Whatever it is, can you not settle this between yourselves?" Thinking it was just some petty argument the two were having over test results she stood to leave, she stopped before she got to the door and turned to look at them, sensing something was wrong. "You've not said anything, what's wrong?"

Chase looked at Foreman and then her. "He is the guy who attacked Cameron."

She looked at Chase and then to Foreman who nodded in agreement, they stood in a stunned silence as the weight of what he had just said sunk in.

"What? How do you know, I thought he was English?" She walked towards them and waited for an answer.

"Well, none of us know details, but when I entered the office this morning I found her blacked out on the floor, covered in glass and coffee."

"He attacked her again?" Her eyes widened.

"No. She just collapsed and when she came to, she told us." Foreman looked at her and she nodded.

"Ok. How is she doing?"

Chase answered her this time. "She's ok physically, we sorted out her cuts but emotionally? She hasn't stopped crying."

Cuddy went and sat back down. "That's understandable." Looking at them both sternly realising the biggest threat. "House?"

Foreman reassured her. "He is with Cameron, she wont let go of him. They are in the office still."

"Right." Cuddy stood, looking at them both she nodded. "Come on."

Leaving her office they headed back toward the conference room where they had left Cameron and House. Cuddy walked ahead of the other two striding forward as if on a mission, people moved swiftly out of her way, the look on her face making people instantly move to the side for her.

MD

After the two men had left them alone, House began softly rubbing Cameron's back muttering soothing words to her. She stopped crying and sat back into her own chair, House half smiled at her. "Do you, erm, want to talk about it?"

She shook her head and leant into him. "No, I just want to…forget it. Greg…" She looked at him nervously. "I know we are at work, with glass walls and all, but just kiss me."

The request may have seemed silly to other couples, but at work Cameron and House tried to be as professional as possible, hardly showing affection to each other, keeping their actions to the privacy of the elevators or examine rooms. House stared at her for a moment, unsure. He couldn't understand why she didn't want to talk, when that's usually all she wanted to do, but then he realised that all she wanted to do was lose herself in a kiss. When they kissed it wasn't like anything either of them had experienced before the whole world around them disappeared, all that existed to them in those moments were each other.

Seeing the look on his face she leant back and shook her head. "Forget about it, I'm sorry…" House capturing her lips with his, pulling her into him his hands gently caressing her back cut her of. She parted her lips quickly slipping her tongue into his mouth and deepening their kiss intensely. He followed her pace keeping the kiss passionate and fiery, he felt himself getting aroused but was stopped when he felt Cameron's fresh tears gently slipping into the kiss. Pulling back he stroked her cheek with his hand pushing the tears away.

"Alison…"

"Greg, please don't. I don't want to talk about this, not yet. Ok?" She looked at him pleading with her eyes. He nodded and was about to kiss her again when Cuddy walked in followed by Foreman and Chase. Cameron sat up straight looking at Cuddy who smiled at her.
"Alison, are you ok?"

Cameron nodded "Yeah, it was just a shock, I'll be ok."

Cuddy sat opposite her and looked at her for a moment before turning to House and Foreman and Chase. "Go inform security, get him chained to the bed." House opened his mouth to object but Cuddy nodded to Cameron implying that she would look after her. House got the picture and stood up leaving with Foreman and Chase.

MD

In the elevator the three men stood in silence each one thinking of what had happened to Cameron, and where they stood now with the patient. Do they treat him? Or do they just let him die a painful death? His symptoms had increased; he was now suffering from sensitivity to light, and excruciating abdominal pain, his room was darkened and he was on a morphine drip. They couldn't act professional now, it was personal.

The lift doors opened and Foreman and Chase walked out, the turned around realising House wasn't with them. He looked at his feet then to the two ducklings and nodded. "Go inform security, I'm going to go see Wilson." Foreman and Chase nodded and as the lift doors closed made their way to security.

House stood back in the elevator taking out his orange bottle he took two vicodin, he wished that Cameron's pain was as easy to cure as his was, a couple of pills. The lift doors opened once more and House stepped out, putting the pills back into his pocket he limped down the corridor. Looking inside the room House could see the patient lay in bed, asleep, a content smile on his face.

Opening the door he turned the lights on causing the patient to wake and screw up his eyes, obviously in pain from the light. House almost smiled and walked to the window opening the blinds to let the morning sun in, the patient growled and covered his eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

House didn't answer him; instead he pulled out the morphine drip and waited, and sure enough a few minutes later the patient curled up clutching his stomach as his pains came back. The guy yelled in pain and tried to grab the button to call for a nurse, but House was too quick moving the button out of his way. Looking down at the man he watched him writhe in pain. Not satisfied he twirled his cane in his fingers and then suddenly brought it down painfully on his leg, hitting him square in the shin and narrowly missing his jewels.

By now the patient had tears coming from his eyes and was swearing profusely at House. House didn't say anything back to him, his concentration fully on the idea of hurting this man. Bringing his cane down again this time he made sure he didn't miss, and the guy screamed in agony as House's cane made contact with his balls. House was about to launch another attack but found that his arm was being held back, looking behind him he saw Foreman had hold of his arm and Chase had hold of his other one, preventing him from hurting the guy anymore. Cuddy stood in the doorway with Cameron her eyes wide Cuddy began yelling.

"House! What the hell do you think you are doing? He is a patient!" She continued yelling at him, insisting that he had to get a hold of his emotions and realise that this was a patient and he couldn't attack him like that. But House wasn't hearing her, his eyes were locked with Cameron's he could see into her soul, see her pain, her desire, her hunger, and he could feel them too. He was brought to his senses by Cuddy's final statement.

"You're off the case, take Cameron home. Both of you take the rest of the week off." In his head House laughed, it was Thursday anyway and they always had the weekend off, a great offer by Cuddy. But House didn't say anything, the security guards pushed past him and chained the patient to his bed who was no longer screaming as a nurse had fixed his morphine drip and dimmed the lights. Instead he stepped forward and put his arm around Cameron's shoulder leading her from the room.

Foreman, Chase and Cuddy watched him leave before Cuddy turned on them.

"He is now your patient, you must treat him as a patient, not the guy who attacked Cameron, got it?" Both men nodded and she continued. "If I find out that the two of you let House go knowing he was going to attack him, you will both be in trouble." She looked at them poignantly before casting a disgusted look at the patient before turning on her heel and marching from the room. Foreman and Chase looked at each other, neither of them had bought the lie House had given them in the lift, they had both known where he was going, they just hadn't wanted to stop him.

Authors Note

Ok, I'm sorry it took so long to update, I'm currently doing my AS levels at College. So it may be a few more days till chapter eight is up ok?

I am not quitting this story! Do not think that I am.

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