When
trouble fills my world, you bring me peace
you calm me down,
you're my relief
every time i tried to turn away, you brought me
'round
your humble way….
So say you'll watch over me
when
I'm in too deep
tell me you'll always be
there to pull me
free
there to rescue me.
Watch Over Me by: Bernard Fanning
The automatic doors to the entrance of PPTH slid open, now being used as an exit by House and Cameron walking hand in hand. Another day done. "I've got to go out for a little while, so I will just drop you home and make a start on dinner", she of course knew his idea of making dinner would be pulling the Chinese menu off the fridge and dialling the number. He was sitting in the car seat, eyes closed, he was in pain but too proud to tell her, she knew very well he was in agony, but she also knew that there was little she could do to relieve this.
He watched as the car accelerated away, her gentle kiss still fresh on his lips. His right hand slid into his pocket and withdrew 2 Vicodin capsules, temporary relief. He stammered up the stairs and collapsed on the couch without closing the door. His eyes closed once more in pain, as he broke out in a cold sweat and began to dose off. Shortly after Cameron ascended the stairs, expecting to see her man waiting for her at the door. She was surprised to see the door open but thought that he must have been busy, so he opened it to save her having to search for her keys. A brief smile swept across her face, she loved how he could be a jerk, but still find in his heart to be a gentleman, only to her of course.
"Greg, I have something for you", usually her voice made him leap to his feet, but he couldn't find the energy. Struggling to prop himself up so his head was resting on the arm of the couch, he said "what more could I want, you're all that I need", with that he buckled as his body became limp. "House, House answer me, oh please Greg", Cameron was kneeling beside his damp body stroking his forehead. He murmured, but his words weren't clear, suddenly he sat bolt upright, Allison gasped but didn't back away. This situation wasn't new. He'd was always tired after work, but lately he had been struggling to sleep at night. He had exhausted himself. " Stay there I will get you some water, then you can go back to sleep" with that she pressed her lips upon hid forehead and walked off.
House remained in the position she had left him, his mind no longer riddled with thoughts of pain, but longing to tell her the reason for his exhaustion, why he couldn't sleep.