Charming House Chapter 2, a house, m.d. fanfic

Greg paced the living room. Everyone that he could help had been helped. More than one chair was destroyed in the 12 hours of de-cursing by Chase. There were a few people that lay covered, waiting for the Elders to make their deaths look like they were normal mortal deaths. Some things weren't sitting well with House. Cameron was so wise, and so free now. Nothing he could say would bring her down now that she had her powers back. But she was down. She was pissed off. Allison Cameron had taken her gift and threw it back at the people who gave it to her.

The yelling match in the next room was proof. Piper, Phoebe and Paiger were trying to convince her to keep the powers she didn't want. She was making a strong case until Paige (or was it Phoebe?) said something about the greater good. Then there was silence. House was considering moving closer, in case they were just talking in low voices.

Before he could move, Cameron walked through, seething.

"They get back safely, and I'm done." She orbed away.

"Groucho, Harpo, Chico, go get coffee," House orded his exhausted team. The three men wandered off towards the kitchen. Piper had put on several pots of very strong coffee throughout the long day. It was now well into the night. "If you want to get on her good side, if you want her to stay, ask her. Don't tell her." He popped a Vicodin.

"And you have known her-"

"Couple of years. Trust me. When I don't want to work the clinic or see a patient, its all in a look I give her. Putty in my hands, wrapped around my little finger." House lazily propped his feet up and thumped his cane. 'A lot more about her makes sense,' he thought to himself. 'She married a dying man because she throught she'd be able to heal him. She sees right through me because she's seen so much more than I have. I do believe I've solved the enigma that is Allison Cameron. And she's a lot more interesting now, oddly.'

"Oh, God," Wilson said coming in with House's coffee. "Stop it, House."

"Stop what."

"You are thinking again. You think you've solved a puzzle. I know that look."

"Oh Lord, the world shall now end," he spat out.

"What puzzle have you just solved?" Phoebe asked jokingly

"You don't want to ask him that. Where'd Cameron go?"

"To talk to the Elders. Do you guys understand why they brought her back?"

"Her sisters?"

"She and her sisters were the Power of Three about 65 years ago in another part of the country. They were extrodinarily powerful witches. It would put us to shame, even by today's standards. But they refused to fight. They didn't kill a single demon. They managed to save people without hurting anyone, and with minimal use of magic. After a year or so, they were becoming high-profile around the Good - and bad - side of things. The Elders decided to try to force them into using their magic; they allowed a freak storm to cause a flash-flood. They wouldn't use their magic, not even to save a groups of little kids in a church. They swam in, pulled out about 12 kids. The elders raised the stakes, and the water. 3 kids were still in, and the window was jammed. One of them could have used her powers to break it, but the three wouldn't do it, and they drowned." House closed his eyes. He hated having such an imagination; he could see it happening.

"When they died, they weren't told about the purpose of it all; to force them to live up to their destiny. They were offered a place with the white-lighters. The elders gave them the same amout of strength and power they give all white-lighters, but they screwed up. When the three found out about it, Allison decided to take some personal time. A charge of hers helped create a new identity, and she went to college. What was also not part of the plan was her husband. She was still a white-lighter, Prue had just died, and she met a nice guy, who was sick. She wasn't able to heal him, but I guess she figured that if they were close enough, she'd be able to. They fell in-love, got married, and the Elders told her she wouldn't be allowed to heal him."

"And he died of cancer," house finished. Piper nodded.

"She jumped off a building the day after his funeral." House sighed and rubbed his forehead. The cane he was tapping vanished from his hands. "I have asked you all day to stop that," Paige said through clenched teeth. "Its giving me a head ache."

"Why do you people always go for my cane?"

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The Elders didn't notice the young woman wandering around. She wasn't lost, she was just wandering. Allison had forgotten how beautiful it was up here. White was so brilliant, it was almost painful to look at, but pain didn't exsist up here

"Allie?" a gentle voice called.

"Michael," she whispered. "They brought you here?" The arms of her husband were around her instantly. "All this time, and I had no idea."

"Allison, they were going to let us be together, but when you left, I wasn't allowed to see you." She felt tears in her eyes.

"I've missed you so much."

"I know. I was watching. Are you in-love with him?" his voice was so gentle.

"I don't know."

"Yes you do. We've both moved on, Love. He's waiting for you. Don't lose him because you lost me. I'm doing wonderfuly. I'm doing exactly what I was meant to do; help people."

"Michael, I don't know what to do. I want to go back 5 years and not fall. I want to go back a week ago and not accept this assignment. Everything is so screwed up right now."

"The sisters won't let you down. You need to help them get your sisters and Leo back. They need Leo. Their life is about to get a lot more complicated. Without Leo, they won't survive. You need to help them." Allison settled against her husband's chest. "If you love him, fight for it. Don't give up."

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House stared at the ceiling. He didn't know how to contact Cameron, but he knew it was Up, where ever it was that she was hiding.

"Allison?" he called softly. "Cameron, quite fooling around," he called again. It was barely a whisper, but she heard and white orbs floated down. "The sisters have a plan."

"Why is your cane stuck in the wall?"

"Paige orbed it there." The cane vanished and reappeared safely in House's hand. "Hey, Cameron," he called after her as she headed up towards the attic.

"What?"

"Can I call you a witch now?" The cane found itself back in the wall. "Hey, come on. That's just cruel!"

"Now I can finally get back at you for every snide comment, ever sarcastic remark, everything you said that made me cry, and you can't to thing ONE about it." Allison smiled. "And remind me to thank the Elders for that opperatunity." Chase watched from the conservitory. House more than had it coming to him, but to scare him? This wasn't like Cameron.

"Okay, here's your cane back," Chase said, fishing the thing from the hole in the wall. Cameron had continued up the stairs. "She's stressed out, pissed off, and worried about her sisters."

"Yeah, perhaps now wouldn't be the best time to antagonize her, House."

"Wilson," he started. "If I were to treat her differently, then she would think I was afraid of her," House explained. "She would be scared, the mission would fail."

"But, you are scared of her."

"No, she's too nice to hurt me."

"She took you cane and you ended up doing a face plant onto the hardwoods. She's not too nice to hurt you," Foreman chimed in, joining the group. "She's too smart to hurt you when there are witnesses." Some how, that didn't comfort House much. "Come on, lets get up and help them," he said, leading the way.

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"Chase, you do potions, right?" Chase nodded and went over to help Piper.

"Can one of you orb House up here? Stairs give him trouble," Wilson asked of Paige and Cameron. Paige disapeared first. "Put me to work?" As soon as House and Paige were up, he settled on an old couch and closed his eyes.

"Help them with potions," she said. She continued to flip through the Book of Shadows for any demon who they may come against and writing vanquishing spells.

After an hour of silence, Phoebe slammed the book shut. Everyone turned, startled. After a muttered apology, she folded the parchment with the spells on them, and started filling the viles with potions that Piper, Paige and Chase had been brewing.

"Foreman, can you load that up with weapons?" She tossed a small draw-string pounch to tha man.

"Kind of small for a gun...?"

"Ha! No, extra viles of those potions, the folded spells they finish with, and a few viles of potion to transport me and Piper if something goes wrong." Foreman had no concept of what he was doing, but followed her instructions. The small pouch was full, and the women were ready.

"I'm coming with you," Chase said, joining the group.

"Chase, when was the last time you battled a demon?"

"When was the last time you did? I'm not letting you go there alone, Allison." She rolled her eyes.

"Chase," House called, not opening his eyes. "Go get more coffee, like the good little British man-servent you are." The cane that had been held tightly in one hand flew up, ready to smack House, apparently of its own will. After a good whack on the head, Chase went down the stairs, now satisfied. "Dammit!" House said, rubbing his head. The women in the room, especially Cameron, were laughing.

"You so had that coming," Phoebe said. "Are we ready?"

"No," Cameron whispered.

"Cameron," House called. "You'll be fine. You had better be fine, I don't want to hire anyone." She still looked scared. "I'll give you another date, sarcasm and snark left with the coats, when you get back." Cameron smiled, took a deep breath, stepped back into the circle and the four women vanished. "Come back to me safely," he whispered.

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A/N: There's chapter 2! Damn cane...