Thanks to all of my wonderful reviewers! This chapter will introduce you to what the ER will be like for Chase and Cameron, but we'll see some of the "stalker" here as well. Be prepared for more stalker creepiness in chapter 3.

"So, you must be Dr. Cameron."

"That would be my name." Cameron was staring downward at her first patient. He needed six stitches down the arm due to an ugly laceration. This looks like it was purposefully put here. "How did you say that you received this cut again?"

Cameron was looking through the cluttered drawers in the suture room of the ER. It was her first day back at the hospital and she was somewhat enjoying it. The ER didn't seem too busy. Only minor cuts and various other complaints.

The patient stared awkwardly at her. He was very unkempt and just a mess in general with his wrinkled clothes, torn pants, and very dirty dark brown hair. He looked like he had been in the woods for weeks. "I was cutting strawberries, when my cat jumped out of nowhere and scared me half to death. I swung the knife out of fear and cut myself."

Cameron finally found some string to sow this guy up with and stood over the patient, who was lying on the hospital bed. His arm was outstretched and placed on some surgical cloth. Cameron was slightly nervous. She hadn't stitched anyone up since her surgical rotation in med school.

I wonder how Chase is handling this. "Alright, Mr..." She glanced at the patient's file. "…Parks. I'll just get this stitched up and you'll be on your way."

Cameron gave him some lidocane to dull the pain and began to stitch. She carefully held the folds of skin together and delicately pushed the thread through the skin and placed the stitches in evenly spaced intervals. Not too bad if I do say so myself.

She could hear the patient sigh. He turned to her, but Cameron was too focused on the stitching to look back. "You are very pretty. Almost too beautiful to be a doctor."

Cameron just smiled. She got stuff like this all the time. "Almost, huh?"

"Touche." He smiled and Cameron could feel his eyes burning into her. "How old are you?"

Great...just great. Hurry up with the stitching Allison. Get this guy out of here. "I'm old enough to be your doctor."

"How about some coffee?"

He is asking for it. Where is Chase when you need him? Cameron smiled uneasily, "I'm currently seeing someone."

"That's a shame. But good for you." He looked away. His icy blue eyes stared at the ceiling. "Be terrible if something happened to him."

What? Cameron finished the stitching and stared at him. She was unsure of what to say or even how to react. But it disturbed her...it disturbed her deeply. Was that a threat?

A nurse's head popped in. She was African-American with cappuccino colored skin and beautiful brown eyes. Her straight black hair was also well kept. "Dr. Cameron?"

Thank god, a distraction. "Yes, Nurse Nadia?"

"We have an emergency. Are you done with this patient?"

"Yes." Cameron glared at him, suddenly remembering the comment. "He was just leaving."

"Good. Come with me."

Cameron met up with Chase, Nurse Nadia, and another nurse who was Hispanic and known as Nurse Susan.

This is crazy. Look at all of these people. It wasn't this bad when I came in. Cameron laughed uneasily and gripped Chase's arm. "It's...it's not so bad here..."

"Clear the way!" A doctor shouted and a team of doctors and nurses rushed by. Cameron and Chase stepped back. There was a man bleeding profusely on the gurney. Blood trailed the team as they rushed to an OR. Oh my god...doing stitches is one thing, but this is a complete other.

"Yeah, not bad. If that's what you call it." Chase shook his head. This is the ER. What else was I expecting.

Nadia was breaking down the situation to them. "We've got a kid coming in from the chopper! Hit by a truck going 50 mph, severe abdominal injuries and internal bleeding. Estimated time of arrival is five minutes."

"Great." Cameron murmured.

Chase patted the top of her head fondly. "We can do this." Or at least you can. Someone has to be composed here and it surely isn't me.

At least Chase is composed…Cameron thought to herself. She watched Susan wave a young looking doctor over. He had neat black hair, blue eyes, and a nice smile.

Susan pulled him into the group. "Doctors Chase and Cameron, this is Dr. Noah. He's a first year emergency medicine intern and he'll be helping us today."

Cameron cracked her knuckles. I feel weird being led around by a nurse. "Nice to meet you. So much for an easy first day."

Susan looked over her shoulder. "Get used to it. This is our life down here."

Chase grabbed a nurse in the hall. "Call the OR. Tell them we have a massive trauma coming in, massive internal bleeding and multiple fractures."

The nurse nodded. "Right. Dr..."

Chase turned as he ran down the hall to catch up with the nurses, Cameron, and Dr. Noah who were already heading toward the elevator. "Chase! It's Dr. Chase!"

Nadia and Cameron were pulling a gurney into the elevator down the hall. Nadia nodded, "Good work on the OR call. I didn't expect that from a newbie here. Been in an ER before?"

Chase nodded. "During med school was the last time. I was on an emergency medicine rotation."

Cameron looked at him quizzically as they piled into the elevator. "I didn't know that you've been in the ER before. You have an unfair advantage." She teased and punched Chase gently in the arm.

"There is a lot that you don't know about me."

"Well..." Cameron gave him a mischievous smile. "Maybe you can share these things one time."

Susan poked both of them. "Focus people. Are you two dating or something?" She didn't give them a moment to answer. "Doesn't matter. When we got to the top, keep your head down, there'll be a lot of wind. You, Dr. Chase, I want to lead."

"Alright." He replied confidently.

Nadia gave him an awkward look. "You've done this before too?"

"When the EMT waves us in we cautiously approach, but at a steady rate. Ask him about the patient and remember the information to give to the attending physician when preparing for transport to OR. After the patient is stabilized in trauma, then send him up to the OR."

Nadia nodded. She was impressed. "Looks like you can learn a lot from Dr. Chase here, Dr. Cameron."

Cameron smiled. I don't like to feel stupid. I'll admit that Chase is smart with this…but he's making me look bad. "You sure do know what you're doing don't you?"

"I guess you could say that." She must think I'm being a smart ass… Chase leaned in and gave Cameron a quick peck on the cheek while the nurses had their backs turned. "You can do it too. Besides, it's better than being with House."

At this point, I'd rather be with House. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Here." Chase ushered Cameron to where he was standing in the front of the gurney. "I want you to lead. When we get up there, ask the EMT 'what have we got' and remember everything that he says. You'll do fine."

You must be kidding me. Cameron shook her head. "You must be kidding me?"

"Nope. Come on. You've got it. You're strong."

The elevator doors were already opening before Cameron had a chance to protest. The pushed the gurney out and they could already see the helicopter landing. It came down gently and the wind worked as a force of its own against them.

The door opened and they were waved over by the EMT. "Alright, let's move!" Chase yelled from behind them.

They kept their heads down and hurried to the helicopter. The pushed the gurney against the door and the EMTs placed a bloodied body on it.

Cameron looked up. "What have we got?"

"Kid was hit by a truck. 22 years old. His BP is 90 over 70, pulse is 120, and LOC on his way here. We gave him a bolus dose of morphine, but even that didn't stop the state of shock." The guy was talking at a mile a minute, but Cameron managed to remember all of what she heard.

"Okay, thanks." I hope I remember this…

They rolled the patient into trauma room one, which was fully equipped for any emergency. From surgical tools to monitors there were tools for any need lined against the dull green walls. Chase and Susan climbed up onto the stationed bed and prepared to transfer the patient to the bed.

Chase looked to Susan for approval to move the guy. "You're the doctor." She scoffed at him. "You're not with House anymore. Everyone leads here, not just one."

I keep forgetting that. Chase nodded. "On my go. 1-2-3!"

Without much effort the bloodied patient was pulled onto the bed. The nurses quickly attached monitors to the patient and Cameron and Chase looked over him. Cameron began to examine the leg. I've never seen anything like this except on TV. "Oh…" Cameron let her voice trail off. "We've got an open fracture to the tibia."

Chase looked down and saw the bone sticking out about an inch or so from the surface. It was surrounded by a mass of bloody flesh. And you think working with House prepares you for everything. "Let's take him up to the OR."

"Doctor!"

"Yes, Nadia?" Cameron answered instinctively.

"Abdomen shows significant edema. Internal bleeding?"

Chase swallowed hard. "We'll need to suction it out before sending him to the OR. Ever do this before Cameron?"

Cameron noted the worry and uncertainty in his voice. "I'll do it."

Cameron hastily grabbed the scalpel from one of the many carts in the room and the nurses prepared for suction. Her hands were shaking. I can do this. Just cut through the muscle and into the abdomen, but not too far. She didn't even realize that as she was reciting the steps in her head, she was cutting perfectly. "I need suction."

Susan lowered a tube into Cameron's incision and you could see the blood filter out. "Nice cut. You'd make a good surgeon."

"Speaking of surgeons…" Nadia nodded towards the door.

It was the head surgeon, Dr. Rosen. "Is he ready for the OR. We've been waiting."

Cameron looked up. "Yes. He's ready. He was hit by a truck going at 50 mph and is showing significant edema in the epigastral region of the abdomen…" Cameron didn't even realize that she was rattling off every aspect of what she knew and had seen.

Dr. Rosen just smiled. "Excellent, Dr…"

"Cameron. I'm new here."

"Well that's not an apparent fact. You act as if you do this every day." He turned to the nurses. "Let's move him up. Good job doctors. You won't be needed from here."

As they wheeled him out, Cameron and Chase just smiled at each other. Chase stepped forward and pulled Cameron into an embrace. He kissed her gently on the lips. Maybe working in the ER wouldn't be too bad…

Beyond the trauma room doors as Chase and Cameron celebrated, a man stood there. His arm wrapped perfectly from Cameron's expert stitching. "I'll cherish these stitches forever…" Her touch still lingered on his skin. "Forever…we'll be forever…" And he disappeared before Chase and Cameron could even see him.