It's time for "Under the Stars" to come to an end. And it will come to an untimely end for a couple of characters in this story…so WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH(S). I'm not saying who, main character or not, but there will be death(s). So sit back and enjoy the end of this fanfic!

Cameron sat in a chair in Cuddy's office, her eyes in a haze as she tried to recount all of the events that she had to tell to the officers. In a flurry of tears, she managed to pull out every detail that her mind could remember. Occasionally, Cuddy or Brenda would come in and try to comfort her, but there would be no comfort until she knew that Chase was safe.

She stood and paced Cuddy's office. Her mind wandered as to what could be happening to Chase. She didn't want to think about it…but her mind always came back to it. Cameron was waiting for the results on a DNA test from samples to her car to find out whose blood it was. But she was sure it was Chase's, it just had to be.

Cuddy silently stepped in as Cameron was wiping her eyes. "Cameron…"

She looked up expectantly.

"We have the results on that DNA test." Cuddy gestured to the envelope she held.

Cameron sniffed. "So, what does it say?"

"I don't know. I thought that we'd open it together." Cuddy handed Cameron the envelope.

She took the envelope and opened it slowly. Part of her really wanted to know, but the other half would rather that it stay a secret forever. Pulling out the paper, she quickly skimmed over the results. "It's not Chase's…"

Cuddy looked over her shoulder. "Does that name ring a bell to you?"

"All too well."

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Chase ducked behind red Pontiac Sunfire and rested there for a moment. He looked over at the person next to him. "We need to do something about that wound before you lose too much blood."

"Not now." The man responded. "It we don't stop moving, he'll find us. We need to get far out of his reach first."

Chase agreed. "Then we better move fast."

The two men moved quietly among the endless sea of cars in the parking garage and they were far from any point of rest or human contact. Currently, they were in the surgeon's section of the parking garage. No one was ever there and considering the fact that this is surgeons we're talking about, they were all currently, most likely, in a marathon surgery.

They ducked and squeezed under cars, between cars, and made sure that they stayed out of sight. A voice from behind said, "I'm going to find you two and I'm going to make sure that you don't interfere with Allison Cameron and I."

They last of the statement made Chase's blood boil. He wished that he could jump up and kill him for ever daring to mess with Cameron, but he knew that if he wanted to live, he'd best be quite and keep moving forward.

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Brenda looked at the results. "David Parks? Never heard of him."

"Do you know this man, Cameron?" Cuddy asked.

She hesitated, remember all that's she's been through, and all that Mr. Parks put her through. But was it really his fault that all of this was happening…or did he just want to help? "Yeah. Vaguely though."

Brenda took a moment to think. "How is it possible that this Parks guy bled all over your car if Chase was in it?"

"Maybe he was attacking Chase?" Cuddy suggested.

"Or protecting him." Cameron said matter-of-factly.

Brenda laughed. "And you would believe that? Really Cameron, come on. This guy has his blood all over your car."

Before Cameron could respond, Cuddy cut in with, "Oh, Dr. Cameron. Where is the id that you had found by your car?"

Cameron pulled it out of her pocket and handed it to Cuddy. "Dr. Noah…" Cuddy said after reexamining it. "I pulled out some information on him after you showed it to me earlier. I remembered him. He's a resident down in the ER. But his parking is on the other side of the building. It's not even close to where you where. On top of that he was off today."

House appeared out of nowhere. He stood behind Cuddy and Brenda. "What do you think happened, Cameron?"

"It was Dr. Noah."

House's voice was neutral. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I think that Mr. Parks was telling the truth." Cameron was certain.

"So where do we go from here?" Nurse Brenda asked.

"I'll give this evidence to the police." Cuddy took the test results and proceeded towards a group of Princeton police.

Cameron looked at House. "I'm going to the park."

"The one outside the hospital?" Brenda asked quizzically.

"No, the one in the hospital." House sarcastically slurred.

Cuddy rushed back to Cameron. "This might really interest you, Cameron. From the police over there, I learned a thing or two about that Mr. David Parks."

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Chase and Mr. Parks made it safely to a hidden alcove in the parking garage. The voice of Dr. Noah could be heard coming closer and closer. Chase and Parks hoped that if they stayed silent long enough, he'd pass them by. It was starting to get dark out, Chase could tell by how the lights switched on.

"Come on out Dr. Chase and friend. This won't hurt a bit." Noah was so close that Chase and Parks could hear is breathing. After a small pause, Noah moved on. Slowly, but surely, hoping he'd catch them.

Chase tore the cuff of his shirt off and began to examine Mr. Parks' hand. "Looks like he only got you a little bit with that bullet." There was blood steadily pouring out of Mr. Parks' left ring finger. "Mr. Park—"

"Please, just call me David." He whispered.

"David, I'm going to wrap this around your finger tightly. So don't worry if you feel a loss of circulation. The quickest way to any part of the hospital at this point is to cut through the park. So we'll do that and get you some medical attention."

"Please don't worry about me, Dr. Chase. Let's just make it out of here alive."

Chase peered around the corner from their dark hiding spot. "It looks like Noah is gone, but if I may ask David…what caused you to follow Cameron around. How long had you known about Noah?"

David sat against the wall as Chase tied the cloth around his finger. "I know all about him. He stole my wife, Susan."

"Susan from the ER?"

"Right." David's face reflected a look of mournful loss. "He is a cult leader of sorts. Noah is charming and nice, but he also gets everything that he wants. And that usually comes with pretty girls. He kills off their boyfriends, husbands, or even girlfriends just so he can have them."

Chase was confused. "So what does this mean? I get that he steals everyone's girls, but who would be stupid enough to stay with him after all of that?"

"After he kills their lovers, the women fall into sadness naturally. He uses this moment to 'befriend' them. While they are in this weak state, he subliminally exploits their weak points so he can control them."

Chase scratched the back of his head. "So basically he brainwashes women?"

"Essentially, that's what he does."

Chase stretched a little. "So, how did you know that Cameron was the next target and why help us?"

David laughed a little. "You ask a lot of questions. But I have been following him for a while. I saw him going after you and Dr. Cameron so I am trying to prevent the same thing from happening twice. Although this is a little harder than I expected."

"Why haven't you called the police?"

"I am the police. I'm an undercover cop: Officer David Parks. I already have backup in place. Now that there is concrete evidence, there is no way that he can avoid conviction."

Why can't life be simple? This is too much excitement…I need to move back to Australia. Chase thought to himself

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Cameron was sitting patiently in the park. It was dark out and all of the stars were shining bright. She could see the lights of the hospital shortly in the distance. Sitting on a bench, she watched the fog curl around her feet. There's not a soul out here. It's so nice.

Cameron heard a rustle in the bushes and stood to see who it was. When she saw the head of blonde hair pop out of the bushes, Cameron darted to him. She flung her arms around Chase and kissed him lovingly. "Oh my god…you're safe. I love you…I love you so much…"

Chase returned her affections and gave a thankful nod to David Parks.

Cameron looked at Mr. Parks and gave him a small hug as well. "Thank you for bringing Robert back to me, Officer."

David nodded, "So you know now. I should have told you earlier, but this was an undercover job after all. I'm lucky that I wasn't too late."

Cameron felt a stinging pain hit her lower back and she fell to the ground. She watched as Chase came down with her. Lying on the ground, she thought she heard the sound of gunshots. Maybe that was the sound of her hitting the ground. No, no that wasn't it. The sound was too close and too real.

In an instant, David fell to the ground; his eyes stared in an empty, unblinking glaze at Chase and Cameron. Chase shook himself into consciousness and jumped up and darted away from the body of David Parks. Cameron did the same. Blood pooled around his head.

Cameron stumbled into a body behind her. Scared, she whipped herself around. It was House. "Damn it, House. Don't do that." Her voice was shaky.

"Fine, I'll just let you get shot next time. It's not fun, I can tell you that."

Cameron suddenly remembered the shot of pain to her back. "You…you saved me…"

"No, I pushed you with my cane for my own amusement. The lovey-dovey stuff was making me sick."

Cameron stared at House. "You followed me here."

"I wanted to pretend that I was in the SWAT team."

"He's dead…" Chase murmured.

Cameron suddenly tore her attention from House to David, whose skin was cold as ice and cyanotic. "He…he…" Cameron started to cry. "I'm so sorry I didn't believe you before. I'm so sorry…"

Chase looked up at House. "What happened…what about Dr. Noah?"

House tapped his cane on the sidewalk. "Officer Parks pushed you out of the way. I'm sure not for his own amusement, but still I had fun pushing Cameron. Look behind you."

Chase looked behind himself to see a team a police assessing the fallen body of Dr. Noah. You could see them shaking heads at each other, a surefire signal that he was dead as well. "They shot him dead." House echoed.

"He deserved it." Chase mumbled.

Cameron and Chase sat with each other for a while, just staring. They were unable to understand what had transpired over these past few weeks. They held each other for a while and stayed frozen. House poked both of them in the back with his cane. "I can't have you two looking all sullen and ghostlike when you come back to work next week."

Cameron and Chase looked at each other in shock. "What do you mean?"

House turned to leave. "Let's put it this way…the two people who caused all of this are now gone from your lives and I still haven't hired a new team. So, it looks like everything will be back to normal."

"Normal," Cameron rested her hands on Chase's face. "I think I'd like that."

"Me too." Chase pulled her in for a kiss and they were ready to let go of all of this and put it behind them.

Cuddy met up with House and stared back at Cameron and Chase. "Isn't that cute?"

"I'm going to be sick. By the way, put them back on my team and track Foreman's ass down too. I want him back here next week."

Cuddy smiled. "I knew you couldn't go without your team."

House made no comment. "Just as long as Chase and Cameron don't produce mini doctors any time soon."

Cameron and Chase rolled into the grass and lay under the stars. They noted how beautiful they were and how beautiful the future was going to be.

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Well that's the end! I decided not to dwell on the deaths of the two characters too much. I just wanted you to get a clear idea of how it happened and why. Leaving us to the good Chameron ending that we all wanted. Thanks sooo much to all of the readers and reviewers for supporting me all the way through this!!!!

Be on the lookout for my next Chameron/Huddy (yup, I'll have Huddy in there too) "Under Fire".