So onto the next chapter!

To Cameron, it was so calm. Her body felt relaxed and weightless, like it had lost all the tension it had been carrying for months. Peaceful, that was one word to describe it. But where was this place?

She felt like she was floating, like she had no 'center', like a body without its head. A body? Didn't she have one of those? Yeah…. She did. But it was too painful to keep it if she remembered properly.

"I TOLD YOU!"

She flinched at the sound. Sound? I can hear? That's different.

"I love you, come back soon."

The voice continued to speak. A voice… a voice, a familiar voice. She knew it… didn't she? Began with an H… H… H… How? House? House. Yeah, that was it. Wait, Greg? Greg House… yeah, that's the name. Wonder why he's shouting.

"Why would you bring Chrissy here!"

Bring who?

!

Another voice, a baby? A baby… the cry sounds so familiar, too. Chrissy? Wait, oh my god! CHRISSY!"

The switch had just flipped.

Chrissy, I'm coming baby, I'm coming. Why can't I open my eyes? Why can't I move? CHRISSY!

M.D.M.D.M.D.M.D.M.D.M.D.M.D.

Dun Dun Dun Dun

Holy Shit.

Dun Dun Dun Dun

Her heartbeat is increasing.

Dun Dun Dun Dun

"WILSON!" House yelped. "Get her attending!"

"I am her attending!" Wilson shouted back as they both rushed over to Cameron's bed side.

"WAAAAHHH!" Chrissy continued to wail.

"House! You gotta move!" Wilson said and House shot him a death glare. House put Chrissy in Wilson's arms and pushed him toward the door.

"Take Chrissy to Cuddy then get your ass back here!" House shouted over Chrissy's screaming and Wilson rushed out. House turned back to Cameron slipping his hand into hers.

Is that a hand? Who is it? Ahh! Christ, my body, move got damn it!

"Allison," House said softly. "Allison, if you can hear me squeeze my hand."

Greg? I… I don't know if I can.

House felt a light squeeze and smiled. "Good, can you open your eyes for me, baby?"

I'm trying, they're so heavy.

House nearly shouted with joy as Cameron's eyelids slowly slid open then shut tightly from the bright light.

"Oh shit, one second, baby." House quickly limped over to the light switch, flipped it off then rushed to pull the blinds shut. He slipped his hand back into Cameron's. "You can open your eyes now." Then ever so slowly, the green eyes he loved with all his heart were looking into his for the first time in over six months.

M.D.M.D.M.D.M.D.M.D.M.D.M.D

"Let's get his tube outta you. On the count of three blow, okay?"

"One...two...three." Cameron blew as she felt House pull out the tube. Cameron started to sputter and cough and her mouth and throat felt too dry. As if someone were reading her thoughts she felt a thin piece of ice run over her lips and gently placed in her mouth, the cold liquid draining into her parched mouth.

Where did he get ice?

A light was flicked in her eyes, one at a time and she coughed once more. "Can you tell me my name?" House found his stomach tightening from worried anticipation and Cameron coughed again.

"Greg." Cameron rasped out. House smiled in relief then took her hand once more. Those were not tears making his eyes wet House tried to convince himself.

"Hey, welcome back, beautiful." House said as he flipped the covers off her feet with his free hand. "Can you wiggle your right toes?" Cameron made them wiggle and House made another mental high five. "Lift your left arm?" It lifted. "Good."

House's eyes connected with Cameron's. His face was not wet… it was not wet thought House once again. He leaned down and nuzzled his forehead against Cameron's, feeling her nose against his quivering lips. Then he closed his eyes. His body shook with relief when he felt Cameron's hand lightly caress his cheek, and her arm eagerly slide around his neck. Oh God, it felt so good to be in her arms again.

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