House awoke with a throbbing pain in his leg. He tried to reach over to his nightstand, but instead hit nothing but air. Then that's when he realized where he was. He was in Cameron's apartment laying in on her couch with Cameron his arms. Lying on the couch? With Cameron lying in his arms? How did they end up in that position? House would've notice because it's an awkward position for his leg and it would've cramped easily. It didn't mattered to House right now because he needed his Vicodin. He quickly popped the pill in his mouth, and then waited for it to do its work.

House slowly maneuvered Cameron off of himself and put her back into a laying position. Cameron looked as if she was cold and House limped to linen closet and got her sheet. He made his way to Cameron and draped the sheet over her body. It looked as if Cameron was sleeping peacefully and House was glad for it. He knew for a fact that Cameron slept restlessly as the hospital. He wasn't being cocky, but House knew he was the reason she was sleeping peacefully. House limped his way to the twin's room to check on them, and then left Cameron's apartment. He pretended that he didn't see Cameron's tear-stained cheeks on the way out.

House M.D.

LATER THAT DAY

Cameron had just gotten done feeding the twins when she heard a knock on the door. Her first thought was it could be House, but thought no since he was currently was skipping clinic duty to watch General Hospital. The knocking grew louder and Cameron decided to quickly answer it, before it upset the twins.

"Coming!" Cameron yelled. Cameron looked through the peephole and saw Foreman, and then opened the door.

"Hey, Foreman, what brings you by to visit?" Cameron said as Foreman walked through the door.

"I came by to visit you and the twins." Foreman said. " And I brought them something."

Cameron looked down and noticed the bag that Foreman was carrying.

"So, what's in the bag, Eric?" She tried to take a peek, but he moved the bag out of eye range.

"Whatever is in the bag, Ali." A smile played on his lips and Cameron knew she would like the present.

"Fine, but I'll find out eventually." Cameron gestured for Foreman to follow her. They came into her room and walked over to a crib. "I know a one-room apartment isn't going work especially since I have twins, but it'll have to make due until I find something suitable, affordable, and close enough to work."

Foreman was staring in amazement at the two little people in front of him. "They are so adorable. Your kids are really beautiful, Alison." He handed her the bag to look in.

She opened it and pulled out two small shirts. One said Double and the other said The Trouble. A laugh escaped Cameron's lips and really like the shirts.

"I know it's lame…" He trailed off and looked at the shirts.

"No, I love it even though it's lame. I like lame, that's why I like House."

"Yeah, about House, is it true?" Foeman wouldn't look her in the eye. Cameron didn't notice because she wouldn't look in him the eye either. Instead she folded the shirts and put them in a drawer, and then gestured for Foreman to follow her again. This time it was to the living room and Foreman sat on the couch while Cameron got two bottles of water, and then sat down beside Foreman.

"Yeah, it's true." She handed him one of the water bottles.

"What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that it wouldn't go that far. I would come in for a drink and leave, but other things happened. I mean were all were responsible, but weren't, you know." Cameron looked down at her hands that sat on her lap. "Well, I'll tell you what really happened." Cameron retold the story to Foreman not leaving out a single detail.

"Wow." Foreman was speechless. Cameron thought it was a relief to share the story with a friend, but Foreman wasn't her friend and he made that clear a long time ago. It really confused her because at times he would act as if he was her big brother or something and now he acts as if he's her friend. Cameron didn't know why Foreman was here and wanted to find out. She knew it couldn't be just for the kids, she knew there was an ulterior motive for he being here.

"Eric?" Cameron said softly.

"Yeah."

"I don't mean to be rude, but why are you here? You said we weren't friends, but here you are talking and acting as if we were. It couldn't be for the twins because you are still here and I get this feeling that you want something. I didn't get the feeling, until now because earlier you said you came by to visit the twins and I was too distracted by that. But, now I know there is something more that you want so tell me." Cameron voice sounded as if she wasn't playing and foreman knew better than to lie to her.

"I know what I said, but things change." Foreman said simply.

"Yes, Foreman, things do change, that's why you're here now. So tell me what changed." She demanded in a very demanding voice.

"Me. My life. Truth is I do have a favor to ask…"

"Foreman, House was right, you will only do something if it benefits you. I bet the only reason you bought the twins that shirts was to suck-up to me, didn't you?" Cameron accused, "Foreman, I know this a dog eat dog world, but, damn, you don't have to be so aggressive!" She yelled louder then she attended.

"Cameron, calm down, it's not like that." Foreman said soothingly.

"Ok, if it's not like that, than how is it?" Foreman didn't say anything. "I'm going to ask you one last time, what do you want?"

"I'm going for a job interview and I need a recommendation from House."

"And you want me to ask him." Foreman shook his head. "You're incredible, Forman, really you are. The nerve you had to come here today."

"Look, Cameron, you know I'm usually too proud to ask for help, but I need this." Foreman pleaded with her.

"Why do you need this?"

"To protect my sister." He said quietly.

"So, you need a recommendation from House that makes you look great, so you can protect your sister. Oh, I get it now." Cameron said with sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"I didn't say it had to be great." Foreman said.

"Oh, but it does. Anything that comes from House makes people look great. House has a reputation and if he gives a good recommendation you'll definitely get the job."

"So, it does, but let me explain." Cameron was about to say something, but Foeman cut her off. He pulled a picture out of his pocket and it was of a Raven flying in a dark and stormy sky.

Cameron was confused. "What does this mean?"

"It's a warning." Cameron snapped her head to look over at him. "It means trouble is coming. If I don't leave now the next one will come, it will be a Raven flying down towards a person. My sister. It means that trouble has happened. The last one means she's dead. It's a Raven standing on a tree branch looking toward the ground. I have to act now if I want to protect her." Foreman looked as if he was powerless.

"How does this tie in with working at the hospital?" Cameron asked curiously.

"Well, I have to move to Chicago because my sister has a life there and they don't want me to live here anymore. They said I have to pay them a certain amount of money if I want her to live. So, that's where the good recommendations come in and everything."

"Who are these people? How did you get involved with them?" Concern was apparent in Cameron's voice.

"They're called the Scavengers. I didn't know I was dating the leaders girlfriend at the time and well he found about her infidelity and made me pay. He killed my parents and made it look like an accident, and then done something to my brakes where it cuts off at a certain speed. He used my depression about my parents' deaths to make it seem like Igot into the accidenton purpose. The only reason I found out was some random letter explaining everything. I gave to the police, but they couldn't do anything with it. They couldn't find any samples and the girl I was dating, Lola, disappeared off the face of the earth somehow. So, there goes all of the leads. No one knows who these people are. They are so careful and meticulous about what they do. The Scavengers gave me my last set of rules and that is to leave the state and pay them money or my sister gets it. I know they won't bother me because the police told me all about these people even though they don't know who they are, they know they get bored with messing with the same people." Foreman explained.

"So, they let you out because of the letter." Cameron said to herself. It explained why Foreman was gone and the personal problems he was dealing with. "Nine months is pretty short if you ask me?"

"It is, but I don't have time. I do what's on their watch or not at all and that's including my life." Foreman said seriously.

Cameron or Foreman didn't say anything after that. Cameron was thinking about what Foreman just told her and how she was going to convince House to listen to her. And Foreman as thinking about how his life has changed dramatically.

House M.D.

"House!" Cuddy yelled. House turned around and saw Cuddy speed walking.

"That time of the month again?" House said, as Cuddy grew closer to him.

"No, that time of the day again." She answered. "House, why do we always play this game, you know I'm going to win."

"What game?"

"You know the game where I chase you and you run…well, limp away. I have the advantage both ways, so you might as well quit."

"Where is the fun in that?" House said sarcastically. "I mean, the only reason I play these games with you is because once you catch me, you smother me with you fun bags. And oh how fun they are." House turned around and lifted his eyebrows up and down. As soon as Cuddy was about to catch House, he slipped into the elevator. But, now he wished he didn't once he saw who was next to him.

"Wilson."

"House."

That was all they said, until the elevator stopped.

"God must really hate me." House said, and then started banging his cane against the elevator doors.

"Well, he hates me more according to the Bible." House turned toward him and kept banging his cane against the doors. He kept going for about five minutes, and then stopped.

"So, House, how has life been going?" Wilson asked.

"Wilson, don't play with me, you know I hate small talk. Whatever you have to say just say it."

"Ok, well you asked for it." Wilson warned. They both knew what it was going to be about. "I don't want you to think I was coming on to you that night because I wasn't. Honestly. I would never take advantage in you that sort of way."

"Wilson, if you wanted gay sex I could've just hooked you up with one of my hooker's male associates. They would've been happy to oblige." House pulled out his game boy and began to play. "You know, if you bring Chase you can get a discount." Cuddy screamed in the background that she has someone working on the elevator.

"Anyway, I was lost when Julie divorced me and you know how I'm always vulnerable I am after I my divorces. So, I didn't know what to do. I figured just get drunk with and my pain will go away temporarily. All was going according to plan, until Cameron showed up. I was drunk. I wasn't thinking straight; all I thought about was getting sexual comfort from Cameron. I usually do that after I get drunk with you; tell about my divorce and how I need help, and then have sex with some random woman. But, didn't need to explain that to Cameron, she knew that already, so all that was left was comfort. I didn't expect for things to happen the way they did, but neither did anyone else…" Wilson trailed off.

"This has something to do with your brother, doesn't it." It was more of a statement than demand. Wilson shook his head yes. " It makes sense now. Some strange woman gave you comfort when you brother left and now always turn to that kind of comfort when you're hurt. Since your brother is missing you look for something to fill the gap that's open in your heart." House emphasized the word heart. "The woman you have sex with only temporarily fills that gap, and then it's open again. So, you keep doing it hoping one day that it will be filled, but it never will, until he comes back."

"Wow, House, you have me so figured out." Wilson said sarcastically.

"That's why it took you so long to figure out your own sexuality." House was in his own world piecing together what he knew about Wilson. At the same time he still was playing his game boy.

"What?"

"Yeah, you once told me your brother used to call you gay. So, I bet, no I know, you spent your life since then trying to prove that you weren't and Chase made you discover the truth about yourself."

The elevator doors opened and Cuddy stood in front of them with a big grin on her face.

"Damn." House said under his breath.

"I win. House, go to the clinic, now!"

"Don't rush me, woman." House said to Cuddy as he walked passes her. Wilsonstarts to walk towards the front desk for a patient's file.

"You have two extra hours now."

"We'll see about that." House said under he breath.

"You want another."

"Cuddy, I know you didn't hear me."

"But, you always have a smart ass comment to say."

"Who me?" House pointed a finger to himself in amazement.

"Yes, you."

"No, it couldn't be me because I'm would never say such things. Uh ah, I would never."

Cuddy smiled and walked away. "House, you're doing your hours and that's final."

"Women."

House M.D.

"Foreman, am I House's new Wilson in a way?" Cameron asked.

"Yeah, in a way. But, you could never be Wilson."

"I know, they were way too close and when they get back on good terms it'll be how it used to."

"Well, I have to get going, Cameron. I talk to you some other time." Cameron and Foreman stood up and gave each other a small hug.

"Whenever you need someone to talk to just call me." Cameron offered.

"I wouldn't want to bother you." Foreman said as they walked to the door.

"You wouldn't be a bother. Trust me."

"Bye."

"Alright, bye." Cameron closed the door behind him and began to walk towards her room to check on the twins, but she heard a knock at the door that stopped her in her tracks. She made her way to the door and opened it quickly.

"Foreman…" She cut herself off before she said anything else. "Mom, Dad, what are you doing here?"

A/N: I need some ideas for the case House will work on in the chapter after next, so if you have some ideas you can throw them at me. I have an idea, but I'm not sure if I want to do it. I will post the case in the chapter after next and the story will be close to the end after the case is over. I know how the story will end, but I need a medical case I'm comfortable with. Sorry, about the late updates and spelling errors. I tried to look for them, but I night have over looked them and is anyone willing to beta for me?