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 Nine.

Cameron ran all the way home, not even caring about the blisters that she could feel appearing on her feet. Finally after running for what seemed to be an eternity she collapsed through her front door and sunk into her couch releasing her feet from the harsh leather shoes that held them. She sat there for a few minutes, taking in her apartment.

It didn't feel like home, she hadn't been here in so long she didn't know what to do. Glancing at the photos she had on her coffee table she saw one of her with her mother and father. All of sudden she felt a twist in her stomach, she wanted so badly to see her mother. She longed for her, for her embrace and wanted to tell her everything that had happened. Losing herself in thought she remembered being a teenager, sure her and her mother had had their differences but she was her best friend and the person she always confided in, but then she left for med school and they had grown apart, but in her heart Cameron always knew she was there for her.

Deciding to bridge the gap that time had created she stood up and made her way into her bedroom. Pulling a suitcase from under her bed she unzipped it and then opened her wardrobe. Looking into the half empty wardrobe she bit her lip, most of her clothes were at House's but she still had a good quarter of a wardrobe full. Debating whether or not she should go back to House's for the rest of her clothes she dumped the clothes she had into the suitcase.

Deciding against returning to House's she grabbed her laptop and opened a brand new email. Once again pausing to decide whom she would email she made her mind up that she would email both Cuddy and House the same email. Once the email had been sent she packed her laptop up also and dragged her suitcase into the boot of her car.

Returning to the apartment for only a moment she noted how it appeared more of a hotel suite than a home. Had it not been for the few pictures she had no one would have been able to tell the difference. Locking the doors she climbed into her car and set off driving.

MD

House spent the majority of the night getting wasted, he only ever drunk these days when Cameron wasn't with him, and that was seldom often. He had wondered if he should call her, make sure she was all right, but he had decided against it. He would just talk to her on Monday at work, had he known at that time he would not see her maybe he would have called.

Making his way into work on Monday morning he was quite surprised at Cameron he had thought that sometime over the weekend she would have called, he felt a little surge of guilt, he should have been the one to call her, not the other way. Sighing he stepped out of the lift and made his way into the conference room and groaned, he could see through the glass that Cuddy was waiting for him in his office.

House decided to play for time and looked at Foreman and Chase.

"How's the patient?"

Foreman looked at him. "Do you actually care?" House put a mocked hurt expression on his face but before he could answer Foreman cut him off. "We discharge him on Saturday he was suffering from…"

House waved his hand and Foreman stopped speaking. "You were right, I don't care." He nodded at Cuddy and asked the boys. "What's the she devil want now?"

Chase shrugged. "Have no idea, she arrived a few minutes ago carrying a stack of paper for you but she didn't say anything to us, just went straight in there."

House looked from Chase to Cuddy and without saying another word made his way into the office, closing the door behind him he looked at Cuddy.

"Yes?"

Cuddy looked at him and tilted her head to the side with a sympathetic look on her face. "House I'm sorry. Maybe it was for the best."

House looked at her baffled. "What?"

Cuddy nodded and padded at the stack of papers. "CV's you need to hire someone else soon. I'm sorry I know it must be painful."

House looked at her once more and began to get frustrated. "What are you whittling on about Cuddy, have you not taken your meds today?"

Cuddy stared at him and then to the computer then back to House. "Oh god you haven't seen the email have you?" He looked at her and shook his head slowly and Cuddy bit her lip and nodded. "Ok. House, I think you should check your email."

He glared at her. "Cameron checks my mail. Why do I need to hire someone else Cuddy?"

She hesitated in her answer but spoke softly. "Because Cameron isn't coming back House." He stared at her lost for words and she walked up to him and touched his shoulder gently. "Read your mail. I'm sorry." Walking from the office she left a stunned House to read his mail.

MD

Cameron drove through the night and finally arrived back home, parking her car next to her dad's truck she looked up at the small modest house, so many memories flooded her brain and she smiled. Stepping out of the car she heard her mother squeal.

"Oh my God! Jeff I told you it was her! ALISON!"

Her mother ran forward and hugged Alison who hugged her back sinking into the hold. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, opening her eyes again she saw her Dad stood next to them.

"Easy Linda you'll squeeze the breath out of the kid." Her mother let go of her and Cameron grinned at her dad.

"Hey Dad."

"Hello Princess." He pulled her into a hug which she returned breathing in the deep scent of his shirt, peppermint, as always.

Stepping back her mother observed her. "What's wrong? You don't look well." Her mother felt her forehead and Alison couldn't help but laugh but it was her dad who answered.

"The girls a doctor Linda, I'm sure she would know if she was sick." Her mother nodded in agreement and her Dad looked at Cameron. "Give me the keys and I'll bring in your stuff, you can go in the house with your mum."

Alison did what she was told and her mother wrapped her arm around her waist and leaned in and whispered. "You can tell me why your home over a nice cup of tea."

Alison laughed. "Am I not allowed to come home to see my family any more?"

Her mother nodded. "Yes you are. But don't try and tell me something's isn't wrong, I know my baby girl."

Alison looked at her mum stopping in the hallway and she felt her throat tighten, leaning forward she hugged her tightly never wanting to let go.

MD

House sat in his chair re reading the email. He had never felt more empty than he did now, this was worse than when Stacy had left him, he felt like if there was a sudden breeze he would crumble.

Cuddy, House,

I'm sorry about telling you this over email, but I couldn't do it in person, I'm sorry. I'm leaving town and not coming back, I do realise that I should have given notice at the Hospital but I didn't really plan this, I just can't come back. Sorry. I hope you move on and find a replacement that is sufficient; I hope you can forgive me. I hope you understand this wasn't anything you did I just can't return, I'm sorry. This is what I have to do.

Cameron.

He stared at the email once more, he felt like crying, he had lost the one thing in the world that meant the world to him. He didn't even know where she had gone. The last part of the email was obviously directed more so at him, he knew why she had left; he just wished he could have stopped her. But it was too late now, she had gone, she had left and wasn't going to return. The emptiness in his chest swelled and he felt like screaming but instead thumped his cane into the wall causing a dent. Sighing he lent back in his chair and looked out at the window, wondering where she was, wondering if he could go on without her.

MD

Cameron sat in the kitchen her eyes red and swollen her mother stroking her hair softly. Everything had been told. Her mother knew about it all, about House, about the baby, the miscarriage, the attack, the return, and how Cameron intended on staying home for the near future. Her father had stood in the corner listening intently, feeling rather uncomfortable; he couldn't hack seeing his daughter so cut up, so broken. Her mother sighed after a little silence and said softly.

"Your room is still the same, we haven't changed it."

Alison smiled. "Thank you."

Her father opened his mouth to say something but the sound of a very loud quad bike cut him off and Alison jumped up as she heard the front door slam open and the shout of her brother.

"Where is she?"

Alison ran into the hall way and her smile grew as she saw her younger brother Zach stood in the doorway.

"ALISON!" He ran forward and picked her up twirling her around he may have been younger than her by three years at only 24 but he was strong. "God its good to see you."

She laughed and hugged him back. "You have no idea how grateful I am to see you." Putting her down he noticed her eyes.

"You've been crying."

"It doesn't matter." He nodded and she hugged him once more as her mother and father looked at them both contently. She felt a warm happiness in her chest, she was home once more. Yet she couldn't ignore the little bit of ice in her chest, informing her she was missing something. Missing someone, she didn't wonder whom, she knew who it was, House. Pushing her thoughts of him from her mind she clung to her brother happily.

Ok well obviously this isnt the end Im not that cruel. What did you guys think? Next chapter is the last one I reckon.

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