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Chapter 20 part 2: The hard parts of life make you the strongest

The ride to Princeton-Plainsboro was normally quick for Dr. Cameron. It always seemed that by the time she got in the car, she was getting out of the car again. That was not the case this night.

For the mother Allison Cameron, it was the ten most agonizing minutes of her life. Hundreds of questions and concerns piled into her mind all at once. Foreman was talking to her but terrible pictures of her child popped in her mind.

When he finally pulled in front of the ER doors, he didn't even stop the car before Allison launched out the car door. Foreman watched as she all but ran into the set of automatic doors.

Allison didn't even acknowledge the nurses at the front desk, the first thing she did was run to the exam rooms. It was in the hall that she saw Cuddy standing in front of a set of exam room doors. The blinds were closed and there seemed to be no movement in the room. A cold trickle of fear rolled down her spine as she began to think of the implications.

Allison moved to go in the room but Cuddy moved to stand in front of her. The face Cuddy wore held so much sorrow for the young mother. But the doctor in her told her that there were still rules that must be followed. But, in her terror filled mind Allison only saw a woman standing in the way.

"Step aside." Allison said, in a voice that seemed like it didn't belong to the tiny woman in front of her.

"I can't do that. You of all people know that I can't do that." Cuddy said, sympathetically to her.

"The last time I checked I was a doctor." Allison argued as she crossed her arms in front of her.

"Not this time you aren't, Allison. This time you're a mother who will only hurt more than help." Cuddy said, trying to reason with her.

"She needs me." Allison said, as the tears were starting to gather once more.

"Yes, she does Allison. But for right now, she needs to be treated." Cuddy said, as she placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. With a slight push, she led Allison to a chair.

It was at that moment that Foreman made his presence known. Allison leaned her head on his broad shoulders and cried softly. Cuddy, feeling that she no longer needed to stand guard at the door, left to go to her office. The two didn't even realize that a tall blond-haired teenage boy was watching them.

"If she has even a shred of the strength that you do, she'll be alright." Foreman said, as he ran his fingers through her hair. Playing the big brother part with Allison was always easy for him. Allison just always seemed like the kind of person you just had to protect.

"I shouldn't have let her go. This is all my fault; she's too young to be going to parties. But, she was so happy to go. I couldn't .." Allison started jabbering.

Eric pulled her chin up to look at him in the eyes. "This is not your fault."

"But, if I .." Allison started to explain.

"He's right." Said the boy as he came to stand in front of Allison and Eric. "It's not your fault. She went to my party and I should have been more alert. I'm sorry."

Allison looked at the boy and was taken back by the amount of sheer pain that was on his face. Whoever this person was, it seemed like he truly cared for her daughter. "No, it wasn't your fault. But you know who it was don't you?"

The ashamed face on the boy told her everything she needed to know. "Who was he?" she asked in a low voice.

"You don't need to worry about him right now. You have someone else to worry about." A gruff voice said. House stood in front of the exam room with Wilson slightly to the side of him. Both had serene looks of their faces.

Allison made a move to stand up but was stopped by his hand on her shoulder. A look from House and Foreman stood up to leave. House looked at Wilson and nodded to the boy.

"Go take him to his sister. I'll handle this." House told him. After a few minutes, Wilson left with the boy to go to the exam room across the hall.

Allison looked after them and looked to House. "Hannah's friend. Is that Lila's brother? Is she in here too?"

House held him hand up to cut her off. "Let's worry about yours first." After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and looked at her. "The drugs that were given to her were thankfully mild compared to some that are out there. She suffered a mild concussion with heavy bruising on her inner thighs and face."

"Was she?" Allison started but was unable to finish before tearing up again.

"There was no penetration. She wasn't raped." House finished for her.

After a few minutes Allison and House continued to watch each other. It seemed that they wanted to say something to each other. House did the only the thing he could physically do, he took her hand lightly and held it. "I did the best I could Allison, I'm not a very comforting person. That's what you're here for."

Allison smiled at him softly and shook her head. "It's ok, House. I'm sure understood just the same." Allison stood in front of him and moved to the exam room. Before she could reach the door, the hand that was holding hers gripped tighter. "I'll be alright. I don't know how I'm going to explain this to her father, but I'll worry about that later."

"I'll take care of that. You just do the 'mushy' stuff. Oh, and be sure to thank Dylan and Lila. If it wasn't for them, it would have been worse Allison. Much worse." House said, locking her with an icy steel blue gaze. Allison nodded her head and he let go of her hand. House watched her step into the room and close the door.

After a few minutes, Foreman came to sit beside him on the bench. Both men were silent for a few minutes. House tapped his cane and looked over at Foreman.

"Are you going to be busy tomorrow?" House asked, looking over at him.

Foreman slightly turned his head and caught his eyes. House was watching him with the same feeling that he was at this moment feeling, Vengeance

"I'll be ready when you call." He replied, looking over at him.

House nodded his head and went to the exam room to talk to Dylan. Tomorrow, some punk would learn that you did not mess with someone that he cared about.

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Allison took at deep breath as she closed the door to the exam room. The harsh lights that were normally on in the room were either dimmed or off completely.

Hannah was on the exam table, now fully clothed, with a blanket on top of her. Allison watched her for a minute with her back on the door. Instinct told her to run out of the room, but concern made her stay where she was. No, that wasn't what made her stay. Guilt made her stay.

If House were here, he probably would have yelled at her. Screaming that it wasn't her fault, there was no reason to feel guilty. But as she watched her daughter, her child .. her only child .. breath slowly.

A shiver rolled up her spine. It was the coldness that made her move towards the table. The doctor in her knew that she should have some warmer clothes on, and that she would most likely be cursing herself later on. But none of that mattered right now.

So she took one timid step, closer to the table. She could see her little toes sticking out from under the blanket. It made her smile softly.

Two steps, she could see her torso and hips. This move made her cringe with anger, rage and sadness. This was where it could've happened. A terrible event was stopped this night. She would have to thank Lila and Dylan later.

A few more steps and she could see her face. That was when the tears started gathering. Hannah's normal, smiling face was covered with red, black and blue bruises. Her lip was split and had to be taped up with butterfly stitches. Allison reached her hand out to slowly touch her, as if to try to prove that this wasn't happening.

But the touch on her cheek was enough to wake Hannah up. The look in her eyes was that of pain, sorrow and fear. The tears that she had tried so hard to keep at bay, began to flow freely. Not a word was spoken in the exam room.

Hannah all but launched into the waiting arms of her mother. It was at this time that Allison wiped her eyes and calmed herself slightly. A pillar of strength was what her daughter needed, not a blubbering fool. It would be time for her later, but not now.

Allison lifted Hannah's chin to look in her eyes. "I'm sorry, if I hadn't .."

Hannah cute her off with a shake of her head, "It wasn't your fault, even I know that. It was his fault. I can remember what he was doing but, I couldn't stop it. It was like watching a movie and I couldn't push pause."

Tears started falling again and Allison held her as she cried. The only thing she could do was be there for her, she hopped on the table and put her head across her lap. Allison whispered, 'It'll be alright.', 'You're safe now' and other soft reassurances to her a she ran her fingers through her wavy hair.

Doubts began to race through her mind as she started trying to help her daughter. The road to recovery would be hard and she just prayed that she wouldn't become broken. To break a spirit as strong as her daughter's would be a crime and a shame. But, only time will tell.

Allison looked down when she heard Hannah murmur something unintelligible as she was falling to sleep. When she leaned down to ask her to repeat what she said, she was shocked to her.

"Remind me to tell House that his bed-side service sucks." Hannah mumbled, before falling asleep.

Hope began to fill Allison's soul and a small smile came to her face. "Will do Kiddo, will do."

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Dylan and Wilson walked to the other side of the ER to go to the exam room that had his sister in it. Dylan was worried about Hannah and Lila. He was also shocked to find that her mother looked almost the same as her. His brief interaction with the infamous Dr. House told him that Michael would hate the day that he messed with Hannah. That is, if there was anything left of him once he got through with him.

"Now, your sister's injuries weren't as serious as Hannah's. She has some bruising on her right and left cheek, no concussion. The most serious injury was the injury to her shoulder. She had a slight dislocation in a right shoulder and it had to be reset. She will need to keep it in a sling for about 4 – 5 weeks and be sure to rest her arm. I will be prescribing a pain medicine for her, she can take up to 4 a day. Due to her weight and age though I would only recommend about 2 at the most." Wilson said, looking at him. "Any questions?"

"No." Dylan said, looking at the door. He went towards the door and moved to open it but was stopped.

"Thank you for bringing 'her' in. She is 'special' to us, as is her mother." Wilson said, nervously to him. "You didn't have to do what you did .."

"Yes, I did."

At that, the conversation was over and Wilson had been effectively dismissed. Wilson had to smile slightly at the dismissal. What a 'House-like' thing to do. House was going to have fun with this one. At that Wilson turned and walked to Foreman and House.

"I would give him a few minutes with his sister. Allison will most likely be taking the two of them home soon." Wilson explained, as he talked right to House with his hands in his pockets.

"He's got five." House said. He was in the process of trying to calm down before he murdered someone. From the second that Cuddy told him that Hannah had been involved in a possible rape attempt, House had feeling that he had never experienced before. A deep parental sense of worry filled him, guilt for not being there and confusion. The moment he saw Allison sitting in the waiting room with flip flops, a tank top and a thin pair of pants .. he felt a deep longing to make her tears go away. He knew now that he would once again have to deal with the enigma that was Allison Cameron.

But, that was for later. Now, he had work to do. House pulled himself up with his cane and began to limp to the elevators. Wilson made a move to stop him, but was halted by an icy glare.

"Page me in 10 minutes. I need to make a call."

Foreman and Wilson stared after him as he got on the elevator.

House sighed once the doors closed, he was so not looking forward to this. How do you tell a father that his daughter was almost raped. Normally, he didn't really care. But, this was different. This time he did care, and for once in his life. House was not sure what he would do.

As he dialed the number, he let out a long sigh when the person he was calling picked up.

'Damn' He thought to himself. "Hello?" The voice asked on the phone.

"Is this Daniel Lannister?" House asked, in a scruffy voice. "I'm calling in regards too."

"House?" The voice asked, unsure.

"Speaking." House said, rolling his eyes. All he wanted to do was just leave a damn message, "Hey you're daughters in the hospital. Yeah, she was almost raped.". Even that sounded stupid to him.

"If you're actually calling, something must have happened to either Allison or Hannah." Daniel replied. On the other end, Daniel listened to any change and noticed that House seemed to breath slightly different when Hannah was mentioned. "I'm guessing its Hannah, which is why Alli isn't on the phone right now. Look, tell her I'm leaving right now."

The phone clicked and House just sat there, stunned. While House really didn't know what to expect, that wasn't it. House didn't know whether he should feel aggravated with Daniel or proud.

He looked up at the clock and saw that it had been 7 minutes. House stood up and began to limp to the elevators.

Time's up

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Dylan opened the door and saw Lila nervously pacing around the room. She stopped when she saw him and immediately starting hounding him with questions.

"Thank god! Where is she? Is Hannah ok? Her mother probably hates me. I'm never going to be able to talk to her again. I'll lose my best friend! I should've watched her more." Lila ranted as she paced around the exam room table.

Dylan just looked at her and smiled slightly. She just probably saved Hannah from being raped, had a dislocated shoulder and still she was ranting like typical. "Chill out and sit down!" Dylan said, a little louder and more forceful than he should have.

Lila just looked at him and plopped on the chair next to the door. It was then that Dylan realized just how tense she was. It looked like she was about to burst. Sighing to himself, he pushed away from the door and came to kneel in front of her.

"I'm sure that you won't lose your best friend. I haven't seen Hannah yet, but I'm sure that she is a well as can be expected. You are not to blame for this. I want you to understand that."

Lila looked at him and nodded her head. " I want to see her."

Dylan was about to respond when he heard a rapping on the door. "Alright. You will most likely be able to go and see her. I would like it if you still go home with Hannah and her mom. She will probably need you tonight more than ever."

Lila cocked her head and smirked, "You sound like a dad."

"Yeah, well don't get used to it. The next time I see you, it will be back to pulling you hair and doing mean brother things." Dylan admitted truthfully to her with a playful look in his eyes.

"But not for Hannah?" Lila asked, looking in his eyes. She knew that her brother had to like her a little.

"No, not for Hannah." Dylan said, not even letting himself think about the implications of tonight, his thinking was interrupted by the opening of the exam room.

House stood in the doorway and leaned on the doorframe. "Hello again. You're brother will be busy for a little while. I do, however, think that there is a girl across the hall that needs to see you. Tell her mom to take you both home and that I will see come over later. "

At that Lila hopped up and almost ran out the door. She was in Hannah's door before House could close the door to the exam room. Dylan stood up and crossed his arms. House leaned on his cane and closed the door.

"His name, address and who he was with at the party." House simply said to Dylan, not even looking at him.

"I think I can do that on one condition." Dylan said

"Such as?" House sighed.

"I want a piece of them first."

House looked at the kid in front of him. A slow smirk came to his face, "I think we can manage that."

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It was two in the morning when Allison lugged Hannah and Lila to the car to leave the hospital. Foreman drove them home. Allison followed Foreman as he carried Hannah to the back seat of his car. Lila scooted in after her. As Allison moved to get in the car, she sneezed and started coughing.

"You need to go home and get in some warm clothes." Foreman said, as he opened the door for her. As they started to pull out of the driveway Allison looked up and saw House watching them leave.

Allison watched Hannah the whole ride home while Hannah and Lila slept. About five miles from home, Allison began to officially feel like crap. It seemed like she had a fever and when she looked in the mirror, her cheeks were pink. She shook her head, trying to clear it.

"Now, I'm going to trust you to go home and take something for that killer cold you probably have coming. You're no good to her if you're sick." Foreman said.

"Thanks dad." Allison said, putting her hand on her head and leaning back in the seat.

When they pulled up to the apartment complex, Allison was surprised to see the tall form of Daniel walking towards them.

"Hey, how are you both doing?" He asked, as he gave Allison a small hug.

"As good as can be expected. I don't want to wake her up, but we have to get inside."

"Let me get her." Daniel said as he moved to Hannah. He very softly picked her up and leaned her head on his shoulder. As he walked by with Lila following him, he nodded to Foreman. "I'm going to take them inside."

Allison watched them go before turning towards Foreman. "Thank you Eric. I don't know what would've happened if I had driven over there."

Foreman just stepped forward and gave her a hug. "Don't worry about it. House will most likely be over sometime soon. And take something for that fever you have. Ok?"

"Alright." Allison walked to the doorway and walked inside.

She sighed to herself as she approached her apartment door. The road to recovery would be a hard one, for both Hannah and herself. Just as it seemed that she would be over House, he always seemed to come crashing back into her life. She was only sure of one thing this time;

House would be here to stay … period.

Until next time … part 3

What will happen to Michael? How will House react to spending more time with Daniel? Will Hannah fight fight fight?