I need some more reviews please! here's chapter 7 and soon chapter 8, slow story i know but this is kinda cool, please review!
Chapter 7
Wilson took her arm and ushered her into the house closing the door behind him.
'What are you doing here?' he said a little more forcefully than he had first intended
'I didn't know where else to go' she said,
'I'm sorry,' he led her to the couch and she sat down on it 'how did you get here?'
'Cab' she replied
'I was just going to make some hot chocolate' he lied 'you want some?' Cameron shook her head and he moved into the kitchen and pretended to be doing something, give her some time to ponder. A few minutes passed and Cameron said
'I had a fight with House'
'What happened?' Wilson asked coming back into the room
'I said some things that I know I didn't really mean, I told him he thought he was god and that all he cared about was his reputation, and I know that some of it was true, but I still feel bad.' And out came the whole story, as she talked Wilson sat down next to her and listened. She told him every word of the argument
'Well' he said 'personally I think you gave him a much needed dose of reality, but he is House, and I think he might hold a grudge.' Cameron was silent
'I have a favor to ask' she said
'Ask away' Wilson replied
'I cant sleep at night, you know that, and it's because every time I close my eyes, I see him' she pulled a knee up to her chest 'I can't get him out of my head!' she added through gritted teeth, 'I just keep seeing that night replayed, over and over and I think… I think it's because of the hospital, I feel so vulnerable there and I was wondering… do you… do you think I could go home?' Wilson met her eyes and wished he could say yes but knew he couldn't
'I'm sorry, Cuddy wouldn't hear it.'
'Just for tonight' she said
'Trust me Cameron, you're much safer at the hospital'
'No I'm not! He knows I'm there Wilson, he knows I'm at the hospital, but he doesn't know where I live, if I could sleep there for one night, just get one good nights rest. Please.'
'I'm sorry' Wilson said earnestly 'I really am, but I cant let you do that, for one, what if something happened to you're arm, no one would be there.' He hesitated and chose his words very carefully not wanting to sound at all forward. 'However, if you would feel comfortable with it, you can stay here the night if you wanted.' Cameron looked up
'Really? What about House, he lives here to…'
'I'll sleep on the couch and you sleep in my room with the door shut, House need never know the difference… that's if you're comfortable.' Cameron let out a breath and smiled
'Sure, thank you.'
Cameron lay on her back with the quilt pulled up to her chin, she took and deep breath and closed her eyes. No visions of Andrew Clark entered her mind; she gave it a minute then whispered
'Clark,' nothing, a smile crept across her face, that was it, it was the hospital that was causing those visions, one healthy nights sleep here and she could stay awake for another five days in a row easy. But that wasn't all, as she closed her eyes, another vision slipped into her minds eye. The kind eyed dark haired face of James Wilson. Her tiny smile widened, she had always thought he was handsome, but he never showed much physical interest in her, but maybe that was a good thing, maybe, if he was interested, that it wasn't merely physical, and that was always a good sign. But for her it wasn't just his looks, it was his touch, it sent chills up her spine every time, it was so warm and gentle that it astounded her that it was coming from a man. Her smile faded as she drifted off to sleep, feeling warm and safe for the first time in almost a week, it was a good feeling and she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
She could have easily slept till noon or later in that cloud of a bed had it not been for Wilson waking her in the morning. He shook her shoulder gently and she rolled over in bed to look up at him
'Hey' he said 'we gotta get you back to the hospital, House has already left' She blinked a few times and nodded, Wilson disappeared and there was a click as the door shut. Cameron dressed as quickly as her arm would allow and opened the door. Wilson was leaning on the archway into the living room waiting for her. She stepped from the bedroom and looked him up and down. He was wearing black pants and shoes and a white button shirt that had the sleeves pushed up past the elbows. His hair was a bit untidy and she could see the beginning of dark circles under his eyes, but he seemed just fine to her.
'Ready to go?' he asked as she stepped up to him, she stifled a yawn
'Not really' she said as she looked up to him, their eyes met for a moment and Wilson had a sudden, and very strong, urge to kiss her, but didn't dare. Instead he literally bit his tongue and broke her gaze,
'Well you don't have much choice' he said as he turned away, but she caught his wrist and pulled him back
'Not yet' she said as her hand traveled up his arm. She hesitated a moment the stepped into him and laid her lips on his. He put his hand behind her neck and kissed her back being careful not to go to deep and scare her off, he let her be in control of the situation. She stepped into him again and slipped deeper into his kiss and Wilson followed her lead. He wrapped his free arm around her waist and closed the last inch or so of empty space between them. She was tired of being in control, she wanted him to take some initiative, she felt his fingers run up through her hair and Goosebumps immediately erupted across her back and shoulders, she shivered, he pulled back, he was so scared of frightening her away, Cameron pulled back far enough to talk
'I'm not afraid' she said, she stepped into him again forcing him backwards a few steps 'come on take some control.' She went to kiss him again, but he turned his head
'We should probably go back to the hospital' he said in a breathless way
'Why?' she asked leaning her forehead against his
'Because House will kill us if we don't' she glanced over his shoulder, a few more steps and she could walk him right onto the couch.
'Please don't make me leave' she said making him take another step back
'You know I don't want you to' he replied
'Then don't' she forced him back again and he stumbled onto the couch, she fell into his lap and kissed him even deeper. Quickly gaining more confidence he let his fingertips venture just beneath the hem of her shirt. She was so wrapped up in him, both figuratively and literally, that she was just barely aware of a pressure building behind her shoulder. She shifted her weight slightly as to free her wounded arm a little more, but it didn't help. She tried to ignore it but the cramp just kept escalating and within a few second she felt as if it was going to explode. She took Wilson's hand that was lying against her hip and pulled back from him. She clenched her teeth as her breath became shortened. Her shoulder was in agony.
'Cam?' Wilson asked with a clear note of concern in his voice 'are you alright?'
'No' she gasped as she curled over holding her arm tight to her body. The pain was quickly moving down her arm and her breathing was coming in sharp agonizing chokes. Wilson took hold of her and laid her down on the couch, he got up and ran for the phone. As Cameron tried to breathe she knew what was happening to her. She'd seen it numerous times before, but never realized how much it could hurt. She was getting a blood clot and would die painfully if she didn't get medical attention now.