A/N – I am so sorry for the incredibly long delay. Season four just wasn't inspiring me. I wasn't sure how to end this story, and I hope I did well. If I get any reviews requesting it, maybe I will do a sequel. And so, without further adieu, the final chapter!
Ch. 15 – Love is a Funny Thing
Cameron had dialed Chase's cell number and let it ring once before hanging up. She realized that this was something she wanted to do in person. She wanted to see his face when she tells him who she chose. So, without bothering to change out of her dress, she ran out to her car, jumped in, and took off to the hospital.
She almost went to his place, but after glancing at the clock, she realized he would still be at the office. Once she parked her car, she ran to the entrance, and then slowed to a quick walk, acknowledging the strange glances she was getting. She pushed the button to call an elevator, and to her relief, one was already there.
So, she anxiously waited to reach the correct floor. With each passing second, her excitement grew, and when the doors finally opened, she flew down the hall towards the diagnostics conference room. Just before she reached the glass walls, however, she stopped.
She waited a minute to catch her breath and fix her hair. With a deep breath, she walked to the door, opened it, and stepped inside.
Hearing someone enter, Chase looked up from his new crossword puzzle. To his amazement, it was Cameron. His eyes took her in hungrily. Her dress, her messed-up hair, her cheeks pink from excitement and the rush, it was just beautiful.
Then his eyes locked with hers. They just stood there for a minute, neither one wanting to break the gaze. Finally, Chase said hesitantly, "So, does this mean what I think it means?" Cameron's smile grew wider as she told him, "The whole time, all I could think about was you."
Chase, who was always considerate asked, "And Wilson?" She shook her head, "He understood and wished us luck." With that, Chase suddenly rushed up to her, and pulled her into a tight embrace. Then, he pulled her back slightly, and slowly brought his lips to hers, thinking that for once, he got what he really, truly wanted.
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Back at House's place, both Wilson and he were on their third beers. Wilson told his tale to the slightly drunk House, who only partially listened (as usual). Once Wilson was finished, they both sank into their individual thoughts, with the TV blaring in the background.
House, wondering if he could ever admit his true feelings towards a certain hospital administrator; Wilson if he could ever find a lasting true love, both drank their way into a semi-restful slumber.
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And, finally, Cuddy fell asleep with her almost-kiss with House replaying itself over and over in her head.
The End