CHAPTER 1:

Thnx everyone for the lovely comments o Here's a new chapter. Sorry it's a bit short. Anyway, to correct something, this is actually the 1st chapter and the last one was a prologue. I was kind of confused a little when I posted the last one. It's my first fanfic ever, so forgive me for that.

One more thing, I do not own these characters. Just thought I should mention it.

"How did this happen?" Chase was almost shouting as he paced around the room. Foreman was sitting at the table looking not one bit less confused than he was. And House was leaning against the board. If he felt upset at all, he didn't show it. "What could have caused it? She's not even sick."

After a while, House spoke, "Isn't it kinda hot? That she doesn't remember anything?"

Everybody looked at him. "Think about it. Now you can do anything with her. Tell her anything. Tell she's a stripper."

Foreman rolled his eyes. "Stop it, House." Then he turned to Chase. "Maybe she hit her head."

Chase thought of Cameron's face. He didn't remember seeing any bruises. "Who brought her in?" he asked.

"An ambulance," House answered.

It was so typical an answer from House that Foreman didn't find it that much upsetting anymore. He calmly asked, "So who called the ambulance?"

House looked at him. "Good question. Go find out." Before either of them could protest, House turned to Chase. "You, go talk to Cameron. See if you could put that stripper idea in her head."

"Is this our case already?"

"Nope."

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Lying on her back, Cameron tried to think of her life. Who was she, what she did. She closed her eyes and thought hard, but it only resulted in a headache. So she stopped trying. There must have been a reason why she was here, she thought. But she felt ok, none of her organs hurt, so that should mean there weren't any bad injuries. Someone must have brought her in. But who? Her friends, maybe. She must have some friends. Or perhaps her family. She looked at her left hand. No ring. So she wasn't married. Did they allow patients to wear rings in the hospital? Maybe she had the wedding ring and someone took it off.

Chase walked into the room, interrupting her thoughts. He smiled awkwardly at her. "How are you feeling?"

Honestly, she didn't know what to answer. She lost all her memories. She didn't even know who she was and she was lying on a hospital bed. The truth was she felt awful. She wanted everything to be just a bad dream and that she would wake up really soon. Instead she said, "Fine."

Chase sat down on a chair beside her bed. He knew she wasn't feeling fine. But some things never changed. Cameron wouldn't admit her illness or weakness to anyone. And Cameron without memories was no different.

They stared at each other in awkward silence for a while, both not knowing what to say. Then Chase spoke, "I know it sucks."

Cameron blinked. "I'm sorry?"

"Being like this. Not remembering anything. It sucks."

She looked at his face, studied his blond hair and blue eyes. All the right features for a pop star. Looking directly in his eyes as he sat very close to her, she felt that he was like a teenage boy, with all the energy in the world but not knowing how to express it. One thing for sure, he was just trying to make her feel better. He couldn't have known how it was to be in her state, but whatever. "Yeah, it does."

"But I know about you," he continued, still maintaining eye-contact with her. "Not a lot, but I do. We work together. So if it helps at all, I'll be glad to tell you everything that I know. It might help you remember something."

For the first time since she woke up, Cameron felt tears forming in her eyes. Then they started to fall. For a split second she caught a glimpse of panic in his eyes, but it vanished just as soon as it appeared. She didn't know why, or how, she had held back the tears for so long. But when he said those lame words like 'I can tell you what I know about you,' she totally lost it. She buried her face in her hands and sobbed like a baby.

"I'm scared," she finally managed to mutter.

Chase reached out and stroked her back. "I know."

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