Chapter N°2
The day is not what you were expecting.
But, had anyone asked what you were hoping for, you sure as hell wouldn't know what to answer.
There are some things that are sill out of your grasp.
Like the bad big boy (bbb?) sitting across from you playing with a file that really shouldn't be used to make paper airplanes. But then again, Cuddy isn't watching and, were she to come down here, you could always play the 'I'm just a naïve little good girl' card. You don't know why, but the people in this hospital seem to think you're an angel or something equally stupid…it may be for the looks, but Cuddy is a woman too, a bit old perhaps, but still in her prime (those fun bags actually are noticeable) and you think that she should know what is like to be a wolf among rabid dogs. She doesn't. It seems that she has become part of the pack now and she has lost whatever kinship she could have shared with her female employees.
Pity.
House is actually bored out of his mind, and this mean that you're going to be pissed out of yours in a minute or two give or take. You can't leave, 'cause the charting is still too much to handle for just a person. And maybe (you whisper to yourself), maybe you just want to spend a little time with him. Wondering if things were different, had he given you a chance, maybe you two would be living together, sharing space and doing paper airplanes in the evenings, when you could let him rant on his strange hobbies, look at his favourite shows and hitting your head on the wall because, really, there is just so much General Hospital a girl can take.
He is waving his hand in front of your face and it seems he has been doing it for quite some time. Great: now he'll think you're losing your mind.
"Are you done talking to the people inside your head?"
Right.
"Are you done playing catching the plane with your imaginary friend?"
He takes the comment in stride. As if there is nothing wrong with the possibility of a smartass Cameron. Probably, in his imagination, you're now the mix of a few spikes along with the puppies and flowers.
You're suddenly tired. Your skin stretched too much, to the tearing point of all emotions. A sigh escape your lips and you wonder, not for the first time, how could you ever begin to fall in love with him.
But then a paper plane has wormed its way in front of you and his voice ring in your heart
"Well…you could play with me if you want"
It's infantile, like a kid asking a girl to play with his cars.
It's all House.
And it's all you need to smile again.