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Chapter 21: What is her name?
"There is no god." House thought to himself as he walked in the living room to see not only Wilson there but also Foreman and Chase as well. Ever since the day she walked into his office he never could get rid of Allison Cameron, she just popped up everywhere. They were always alone together and now that he wanted to be alone with her …
House looked around the room and saw no Allison. Daniel was currently getting his hands wrapped by Wilson. House walked passed them to go to the bedroom when he stopped and turned to look at Chase.
On Chase's oh so perfect face, or at least Chase thought, was a bruise. Or at least it would be one hell of a shiner tomorrow. "You have got to tell me about this when I come back." House said, with his usual gruff humor laced in.
The group chuckled while Chase crossed his arms and pouted. "Great, now something else for him to pick on."
House ignored him and limped to the bedroom. Timidly, he knocked on the door, a strange reaction because House was nothing but timid. To be precise, he was scared out of his mind. There was nothing like just laying your heart on the table for someone to smash it.
Oh, wait he'd already done that. Memories of Stacy flooded his mind and he was about to back away before his voice of reason crept in.
"Don't think."
"That my friend is impossible." House said, not even looking at the voice.
"Well, for once House. It would be in your best interest if you didn't think." Wilson said to him, as he leaned on the wall and looked at him.
House turned the doorknob after a few minutes, and limped in the room. Allison still in the middle of the bed, sleeping soundly. On the end of her bed laid a clipboard. Puzzled, he limped over it and picked it up.
A smile slowly appeared to his face as he read the paper. In Hannah's perfect script were her doctor's notes. Blood Pressure, Temperature, Symptoms, and Meds that were given .. even what she had for lunch and dinner. At the bottom was her very messy signature.
House put the board down and went to the chair sitting beside the bed. He watched her while she slept, willing her to open her eyes. But the more he watched her, the more he wanted her to stay asleep. Her light breathing, the way her hair curled slightly around her head, the rise and fall of her chest, it was all-new to him. Almost like meeting her all over again.
She started to move slightly, and began to rouse from her nap. His breath caught in his throat when she fluttered her eyes open. When she looked to her left, she gave him a bright but sleepy smile.
"Hi." She said, as she turned to look at him.
"Hey." House said, as he reached out and tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "How are you feeling?"
"A lot better. The doctor fixed me up good." Allison said with a slight smile. "I think you might have changed her major Dr. House. Let's just hope you didn't change her bed side service."
"Well, they can't all be perfect. There is only one me."
"Yeah, one is enough for right now." Allison sighed.
She watched him, watching her for a few minutes. She could tell that he wanted to say something but couldn't quite say the words. "Is there something that you want to say, House?"
House looked up at Allison like a dear caught in the headlights. He didn't reply, he just looked at his shoes. After a few moments, she closed her eyes. He would tell her when he was ready.
"I want another chance." House mumbled, not really looking at her.
"I really don't feel like getting sick again House. So you're bed side manner might take some time to get better." Allison said to him in a joking manner.
Loud taps of his cane against the floor made her open her eyes. "I meant with you and me." House said, looking at her with very serious eyes. It was the look in his eyes that made her stop and look at him. The only time that she has ever had the pleasure of witnessing those eyes was when he talked about Stacy and when he ripped her apart the first time.
"Ah." Was all she said as she laid on her back and stared at the ceiling.
Not exactly the answer he was looking for. Actually that was nowhere near the answer he was looking for. For a split second he actually thought that she would cry and leap into his arms .. R-right.
House didn't even believe that for himself. So they sat there in their own thoughts. Allison was the first to break the silence with a hacking cough. It sounded low, too low for his tastes.
He didn't even speak as he leaned over and took the stethoscope from the desk behind him. When he turned around, he was surprised to see her already sitting up and waiting for him. He slowly put the diaphragm on her chest and made her jump a little.
"Sorry. Breath in." House said as he listened to her heart and lungs. Her lungs sounded a little sluggish but her heart rate was strong. "I'm going to have Wilson get something from the pharmacy for you to see if we can get the congestion broken up."
House made a move to get up but was stopped by the firm grip that Allison had on his arm. "Were you serious about what you said?" Allison asked.
House sighed and pulled his hand from her grasp. "I don't say things just to say them, you should know that by now. I will admit that I know I have a long way to go until you let me in again. It wont be easy for either of us, it's probably headed for disaster too." He said as he sat on the edge of the bed. "But I am really really going to try." House said as he looked over at her with a serious but playful look on his face.
House watched as she looked at him with the same bright smile that she used to always offer him. The smile that used to make him sick, the smile that used to make him want to rip it off her face, and now the one that he wanted to himself. In her eyes he could tell that he was forgiven but he was going to prove it.
"Going to get your meds ordered. You need to rest before you eat. I'll be back later."
Allison watched him limp to the door and leave her room. It was only when he left that she let out the breath that she was holding in. Her mind told her that it would end the same as it always has, but the ever optimist in her wanted so much to believe in him. Only time would tell if the bitter doctor stayed this time. All she could do was watch and wait.
This time she didn't mind so much though.
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Wilson found him in the hallway on the ground, leaning against the wall next to her door. "Now, I know it wasn't that bad. What's the worst she could do, smile you to death?"
"It's that smile that's the killer." House said, not even looking up at him.
Wilson sat on the floor next to him. "You better do her right this time. Even though she is probably the nicest person that we will ever meet, there will come a time when she leaves for good."
"Right, no pressure. Thanks Wilson. Real help there." House rolled his eyes and looked over at the doctor.
"So, want to here about our outing?" Wilson asked with an excited look on his face.
"Excited much? Maybe you shouldn't have gone into Oncology, seems too dead for you Has Foreman initiated you in his gang yet?" House said with a smirk.
Wilson rolled his eyes and looked over at House. "You know you want to know. Your morbid curiosity wont rest until you find out."
"Yeah yeah, go on and tell me."
"Let's see when we left I checked him over and he had a broken nose, I think his jaw was dislocated thanks to Daniel, most likely three broken ribs on each side, and a nice set of raccoon eyes. The friend, Tylor or Travis, one of those, was smacked around pretty bad by Dylan but not much." Wilson said, looking at House for a nod of approval. "Daniel has stress fractures on his knuckles on both of his hands. All in all I think we did pretty good."
"Well that just leaves pretty boy." House said.
"Chase was kicked in the face when Michael tried to run." Wilson supplied with a laugh. "He whined the whole way home that Foreman did it on purpose."
House looked at Wilson and started to laugh, really laugh for the first time in a long time. The sound was almost foreign to his ears. He just watched him as he laughed up against the wall in the middle of the hall. After a few minutes, House started to calm down and began to stand up.
"You better tell me what that was about or I will start to think you are losing your mind as well."
"Happiness Wilson, even the bastard doctors can feel it too." House said before turning and limping into the living room. It was time to pick on the pretty boy, whether he was picking on him because of getting Allison back or from the lovely shiner on his face.
Well, he'd just keep that to himself.
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Sunday flew by uneventful, Allison finally got enough strength to get up and take a shower. After that she walked to the mailbox to check the mail, which resulted in a scolding from House. Hannah and Lila watched with wide eyes as House pointed his finger to Allison's room, and surprisingly she lowered her head and walked away. Within a few minutes, he followed her with a cup of coffee.
"Wow, I want to learn that trick." Hannah said, in awe when he left. "It would be too cool to actually send my mother to her room."
"I heard that! You traitor!" A voice came from the hallway, jousting Hannah from her rant.
Lila laughed at her and the two began watching tv again.
Monday morning came and Allison was ready to go to work. After almost forcing House out of her home at midnight, she was able to relax and get a good night sleep. She was dressed in a mid-length black skirt and a button up pink shirt. One last look in the mirror and she was ready to make coffee and wake up the 'kids'. On the way to the kitchen, a knock was heard on the front door.
Allison opened the door to see House sizing up a slightly frayed looking Dylan. The two seemed to be in a staring contest at the present time.
"You know, House, this is the second time this has happened. You seem to take pleasure out of glaring at the men in our lives." Allison sat as she leaned on the door.
"I glare at everyone, Cameron." House replied, and fixed his glare on her. "Now, I am glaring at you. You should be in bed."
"No, I'm going to work." Allison replied, while rolling her eyes.
"Yeah, let's take your almost pneumonia self, bring her in the snow. Then, stick her in the hospital where she can get sick again." House scuffed while still glaring at her.
"Um, I'm here to see Hannah." Dylan said, not wanting to interrupt.
"I'm going to work House. I really appreciate the 'caring' thing, but if I have to lay in bed one more day, I swear I will make your life a living hell." Allison said, while mustering a glare equal to his.
"It's time for us to go to school and I was wanting to take them to school." Dylan interrupted again but not getting anywhere. So, he stood behind the two glaring adults and leaned on the wall.
"God! Will you two just chill out! It's entirely too early in the morning and I have not had my coffee yet. Jeez you're like a couple of children!" Hannah said, from behind her mother. When she looked up she saw Dylan. "Hey."
"Hey. I came to see if you wanted a ride to school and back." Dylan said with that cocky grin on his face.
"Now, why on earth would .." Hannah started but stopped when she felt her mother dig her heel into her foot and Lila jab her in the back. "Sure, we'd love a ride to school."
Hannah walked pass her mom and looked up at her. "Let him take you too work, do not overwork yourself and if you get tired come home. I don't like it when you're sick."
"Thanks mom." Allison said. The two hugged and she watched them walk away to the elevator. Looking up at House, she sighed and went to get her purse. "I swear the more she's around you, the more she acts like you."
"Good thing too, I couldn't take two sickeningly sweet people at the same time. At least one of you is still cool."
House barely had time to duck before a shoe came flying at his head.
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"So."
"So."
Hannah looked over at Dylan while they were walking to school. "Are you wanting to tell me something or is the conversation going to stay at one syllable words?"
"Are you alright?"
Hannah looked over at him and cocked her eyebrow at him slightly. "If I didn't know any better, I would think you were worried about me."
Lila had walked to their classroom, leaving the two in the hall to talk. "God why do you have to do this? I'm not here to argue or pick fun for once Hannah. Is it actually that hard to accept that I would care if you are ok?"
At that he turned and walked the opposite way, leaving her in front of the classroom. She watched him walk away and sighed to herself.
"You know for someone so smart, you are acting like an idiot." Lila said to her from the doorway to the classroom. "He saved your life, and mine."
"Probably has a motive or something."
"God! Just admit that you like him, jeesh. The tension between you two is unbearable. Just get it over with and kiss or something. At least thank him for helping you."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Hannah said, "Yeah. I don't like him!"
"Right. Whatever you say Hannah." Lila said and patted on her back before walking away.
"Hey! Come back here!" Hannah said, looking down the hallway. "There is no way." She shook her head and followed her friend inside the classroom.
Lunch Time
Hannah looked around the school grounds and sighed. The one time she actually wanted to find the idiot, he was nowhere to be found. Then, she spotted him sitting under a tree with another girl in his lap. Clutching the envelope to her chest, she began to walk to them. He noticed her, before turning his attention to the brunette in his lap.
"I need to talk to you." She told him.
"He's busy talking to me." The girl said to her, while glaring at her.
"Oh please, the only thing you're doing is decreasing his I.Q." Hannah said to her, before turning and walking away. She stopped and turned around. "Are you coming or not?'
Dylan looked between the two and laughed out loud. "Move, I'll be back." Still chuckling, he walked over to where Hannah was standing and stopped in front of her.
"You called, Art girl?"
Hannah looked up at him and sighed. She gave him the envelope and started. "I want to thank you for what you did. I know I can be difficult sometime, but thank you just the same. That is an invitation to my mother's birthday party on Halloween. I would like you to come."
"With you?" Dylan, he asked as he folded his arms while looking down at her.
"Or with that." She said as she pointed to the brunette that was currently glaring at them.
"That has a name."
"And do you actually know it?"
"Sure, it's .." Dylan said with a puzzled look on his face.
"That's what I thought." Hannah said to him. "I would prefer if you bring someone whose name you actually remember, if it's not too difficult."
Hannah began to walk away.
"I'll see you after school and as payment for me being you knight in shining armor, I want you to go with me, Hannah."
"Alright."
From the windows in the hallway, a best friend and sister watched with a small. Halloween will be fun!
Until next time …Author Note: Hihi everyone Long time no see. I left an author note but took it down due to the new rules. The story may not be excellent but I don't want it removed.
I have been sooo sick for the pass two weeks and I had 2 tests too study for. I made A's on both of them ! Yay !
I have half of chapter 22 written now. I am thinking maybe 8 more chapters and it'll be done. Then I can begin thinking about the next one. I hope it is up to par and it makes sense. Please read and review.
Thanks for hanging in there