House was with her, as they all expected him to be. He did all he could for her in her current state- kept her lips from cracking by wetting them with ice, changing her I.V.'s, and most of all ...thinking about her. She was on his mind all day, and he prayed to the big man in the sky that he would let her live. She should have had everything- her marriage with Chase had been solid, her new job would have been the best thing that could have happened to her. She should haev been all right, but she had come back here in the end. Clearing his throat, he stroked her hand after pulling up a chair close and hanging his cane on the side of the bed. There were things that he needed to tell her about himself.

"Cameron, some people say that coma patients can hear what the people around them are saying," he explained gently before shaking his head at himself. Of course she would know that, she was a doctor. "Well, I'll say my bit. Do you remember our date? I never meant to ruin that for you, to hurt you. I got scared...because I knew that there could be something there for both of us. And so I fought back, and I wounded you. I never got over it." He took a shaky breath, surprised at his own weakness. She wasn't even concious, for gods sake. And yet he was shaking like a leaf. "There were so many times I wanted to hold you, to tell you that I loved you. Because I di- I do. To this day, to this very second, I still love you. And, I just wanted to ask, since Chase divorced you..."

"Allison Cameron, will you marry me?" As soon as the words left his lips, machines started beeping. House shut his eyes leaning back in his chair, thinking that they were telling him that she had gone into cardiac arrest. He couldn't deal with that right now, and a tear left a wet track down his face. He wiped it away hurriedly, wondering why the nurses hadn't flooded into the room as they normally would do, to try and save the woman he loved. No matter, she was going to die anyway. A million different thoughts flooded his brain, thoughts only of her and how much he had loved her. That was when a quavery voice interrupted him.

"Yes." It was her voice, it was. He could recognize it anywhere, but that was impossible. She had been in a coma for so long now, he hadn't heard it in so long. Not trusting himself to open his eyes, he felt some pressure on his hand, which was still intertwined in hers. Someone was squeezing his hand. That did it, it brought him back. His eyes shot open and he looked down at the bed. Allison Cameron was staring up at him tiredly, her eyes barely open, but boring into his. "What did you say?" he said sharply, but she just smiled at him like an angel.

"Yes," was her calm answer before she shifted her weight slightly to face him. "I will marry you."

No one knows if it was a miracle that happened that day, but Allison Cameron made a full recovery. Her injuries ceased and six months later she changed her name yet again, this time to Allison House. Chase didn't attend the wedding, but Foreman did as well as the rest of the staff from the hospital. And after the wedding, during the reception that was held at the very hospital they had met at, House slipped away to his office and wrote on the white board:

God: 3.
House: 3.
Love: Infinity.