Author's Note: I made Kimee half Chinese coz… Chinese chicks are hot! Nah, that's not the reason. I'm sick of never seeing any Asian people on television, except when they play non-English speaking shop owners. Kimee is my tribute to all those gorgeous Asians out there!
Sorry, I don't really know much about all this medical mumbo jumbo, so please be kind!
"We couldn't find anything, but now his kidneys are shutting down," Cameron says handing House the test results. He looks at, his face contorted into a grimace of thought.
"Any family history?" House asks not looking up.
"Nothing," Chase says.
"You've disappointed me Chase," he says mockingly, limping towards his office. "Get an angio and start him on 15mg of Hematin and see what happens," he says.
Chase and Foreman leave, but Cameron lingers behind and follows House into his office.
"Yes?" House asks her.
"I…I just wanted to say…um… your niece is, uh, really nice," Cameron mutters, deciding not to say what she had really planned on.
He had told her he didn't like her, and she, as much as she hurt her, took it with dignity. He didn't like you, she'd tell herself. Then why do you sometimes see him, staring at you, as if a battle was raging on inside him, torn between different feelings. People had said he had no feeling whatsoever, but they where wrong. He had more emotions than anyone, he just didn't realise it. Forget it, Allison. He said he doesn't like you, why would he lie? Everybody lies. Cameron reminded herself of what House had once said. Then you must too, she said in her head.
"Unlike me, right?" House say limping over to her. She looked up into his eyes; she's so close he can hear her breathing. He felt his heart beat faster, but he convinced himself it meant nothing.
He hated how she could make him feel this way. She made him feel vulnerable, and she seemed to be able to always know what he was thinking. He tried to forget about her and her 'Freudian theories' but the harder he pushed, the worst it got. He thought her feelings for him were just out of pity. That's why he had said what he said on The Date. What could she possibly see him? She didn't like him, she felt sorry for him.
I want to know, how you feel about me.
How do I feel about you? You're gorgeous, you're smart, and you're young so how could you like me? He thought she was… it didn't matter. So he had opted for Foreman's advice.
Be a jerk.
He pushed her away to protect her, and protect himself. He couldn't handle something, something else to happen. Not again. He couldn't face his 'feelings'. She would get over him. She would move on. And so would he, because he was the miserable, sarcastic and bitter bastard he was. He was…him, and Greg House did not have relationships. Not anymore. Because he couldn't.
"Why are you really here?" House asks her.
"I…I should go." She mutters and rushes out the door.
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"Excuse me, has Dr House signed in for clinic yet?" Kimee asks the nurse. The nurse shakes her head.
"Kimee? Hi," Stacy says walking up to her. No joyous shriek or hug this time.
"Oh, Stacy," Kimee says turning to face her.
"What are you doing here?" asks Stacy in that annoying and fake sickly voice.
"I'm here on the run from the police. I stole a pig from a County Fair and I'm hiding out in my uncle's office," Kimee says snarkily.
"Kimee, please, can't we just be friends?" Stacy says.
"Actually no," she says bluntly.
"Wha…why not?" Stacy asks.
"You screwed my uncle over. You left him after what happened to his leg, and then five years later you just walk back into his life announcing that you're married?" Kimee says angrily.
"I moved on! Greg–" Stacy starts before getting cut off
"OH, please! Don't give me that crap. You know what he's like," screeches Kimee. "But actually you leaving him is the best thing that could've happened to him!" she yells.
"Kimee!" says a voice. Cuddy comes striding up to them. "What's going on?" asks Cuddy.
Kimee just gives Stacy a cold, hard death stare at Stacy and turns around and walks away.