AN: As always, their thoughts are italicized…unless I forgot to do that (and I know I do) the chunk that's underlined is a memory…

It had been three and a half months since they had been inside their house. The had traveled the world—or at least the most traveled parts of the world, starting with Hawaii.

Mmm, Hawaii.

They landed in Maui two hours later than they were supposed to. The hotel had mis-booked them, so they got upgraded to a suite no charge. They slept four about four hours until the sun started to set. After watching it and eating some delicious room service, a certain feeling that hadn't made itself known in a while, presented itself to Dr. Remy Hadley.

Allison was sitting on one of the chaise lounges, dozing as the pink sky began to fade to black. When she felt the kiss on her cheek, she thought Remy was going inside, but that was not the case. The next second she felt her partner's body weight along the length of her own body. "Mmm, Hawaii equals happy." Allison said as she opened her eyes to see Remy's sea green ones.

Remy smiled at her goofily and kissed her lips. "I love you…you know that right?"

Allison patted her face before brushing her fingers down her cheek as she looked in her eyes. "Yeah, Baby. I do..I love you too."

Remy nodded and looked away, she didn't know why a lump had formed or why the tears came to her eyes. After a second of collecting herself, she kissed the love of her life again, "Good. Cause I can't stand the thought of you not knowing how I feel about you…how I've felt about you since I was nineteen." She pressed her forehead against Allison's before she kissed her once more.

"Oh, Remy. It's gonna take a lot more than like a week and a half of completely understandable and totally justified depression to make me think that you don't love me. You've done too good a job making me believe that you do." She grinned widely as a single tear ran from her eye and Remy adjusted them so she could see Allison's face but not crush her. "Ever since the first time you told me, I knew it was that can eat, can't sleep, reach for the stars, over the fence, world series kind of love that I wasn't going to be able to run from…you remember that night?" She was still smiling.

And, to Remy, that smile was infectious, "Yeah I do. It was so hard getting all those lights to lie out…and not make a noise, so that I could be invisible. I wanted to curse so many times!"

"Just like you did when we took them down? My lord, I was just happy Abbey was napping, you could have made a sailor's ears turn bright pink."

This cause Remy to laugh, "Well I didn't have to be invisible, nor was I having to eavesdrop."

"That's one thing I never told my sister…that you were listening to her spout on about the 'possibility' of the two of us."

Remy got a look in her eye, "I think I'll tell her next time we see her."

"The hell you will!...you're really going to aren't you?" Remy nodded, "Yeah, I thought so. She'll probably die a little bit when you do."

"No, I'll just tell her why I was there…" She propped herself up again and looked deep into Allison's eyes. "I'll just tell her that five minutes after you were so in denial about me and you, I told you I loved you and I kissed you for the first time."

Allison was tracing her lover's jaw, neck, shoulder's and cheekbones as she was talking, "Oh. That was a good kiss." Her eyeballs lolled back in the memory and Remy took it as an opportunity and dove in to steal a kiss again. "So was that." Allison said as she licked her lips and leaned in once more.

"And that" Remy smiled as she pulled away once more before going in for another longer, deeper, insanely intense, burning, raw, unbridled, fiery kiss. "Bed?"

"Unnghuh" Allison replied as she locked her arms and legs around her partner. "Remy!" she gasped as Remy hit a particularly sensitive part of her throat…all the while stroking her ass and thighs. "Babe…Baby."

"Sweetie, Baby, Honey, Remy!" Allison nudged her love as she unbuckled and moved to get out of the cab.

"Huh? Wha?" She sat up straight as she watched Allison move.

"Come on, we haven't been away that long! You should still know what home looks like!" She got out and went to the back of the cab to get their five suitcases…oh yeah, they bought three suitcases worth of souvenirs.

"Sorry I was just thinking…" She said as she got out and stretched her lean body and popped her back…then proceeded with her ankles, knees, wrists, fingers, elbows, shoulders and finally put her hands on the car and kicked backwards jerkily to get her hips.

The cabby stared at her.

"Sorry." She grinned cheekily.

"It's been how long and I'm still 'awed' by that ability of yours."

Remy looked up as if to think, "Mmmm, fifteen years." She kissed her as she took three of the bags and walked up to the front door.

One more week to herself. One more week before her moms came home and she had to revert to how she was living before…which in all honesty wasn't that different except that the radio and TV was if anything, a little softer than usual. And, she'd have to do laundry every week again, instead of when she wanted…but really, other than that, her moms gave her complete freedom anyways.

"Man, what has you so deep in thought, Darlin'?" Dustin asked as he sat down next to her in one of the study desks they sat at before they left school for the day.

-That was the good thing about having a boyfriend that you went to college with…no driving herself. But, the downfall of that master plan was she had to stay in school another hour on Monday, Wednesday, Fridays because her had a later class. She thought of it as more homework time.-

"I have to go back to doing laundry every week." She slumped back.

He gave her funny look, "Wow, all that thought for laundry? Wonder what your face looks like when you're thinking about solving logarithms…or better yet, when you're thinking about me." He gave her his best grin.

"Arrogant much?" She laughed at him and hit him lightly as she rolled her eyes.

"Me? Never!" He leaned in a kissed her cheek. "You ready?" He stood up and offered her his hand.

"Yeah, one sec." She put all of her junk in her book bag and stood, taking his hand.

They were one their way to the door when her Intro to Acting professor walked out of his office, "Oh, Miss Cameron I do hope you're going to try out for the musical. You're singing talent alone, that you've so kindly shared with us before, would get you into callbacks…" Abbey stood there in shock, staring at him, "Think about it." He smiled and winked and went on his merry way.

Dustin turned and looked at her impressed, "Well, well, well…looks like Abbey Cameron is an actress." He paused for a moment, "Although, I don't know why I'm surprised, you get me to do some stuff that I prefer not to mention with that talent of yours…" He hugged her close to shield himself from the wrath that was his girlfriend.

Her jaw dropped, "Name one thing!" She yelled as she got in his car.

"Oh, it's totally cool baby, lots of guys let their girlfriends give them mani, pedi's. Here, I'll just do clear and it'll be with no gloss, so no shine."

"Wehell that was your fault, and in my defense, I your hands and feet never looked better." She crossed her arms and stared out the windshield.

He grinned and took her hand, then kissed the back of it before holding onto it, so that she couldn't let it go. "You should tryout…when are they?"

"Honey, you still have two weeks before your audition! Why are you so stressed?" Dustin asked her as he lounged on her mothers' couch watching her pace.

"Because I only have one week before my audition, and I still don't have the song down! Nor do I know my lines."

He sighed, "Sweets, you've known this song for I don't know how long, but it was before you met me, and I'll read your lines with you..or whatever you want me to do, I'll do it."

"Will you listen to be sing again? I get uncomfortable in small audiences…"

He grinned, "I'm all ears."

"Geez what the hell do you think's going on in there?" Allison asked as she unlocked the door.

"Oh, they're porking…to musical soundtracks. They have very classy tastes. I mean, I don't know of any other couple that would pork to Wicked..you know, except for us that one time. We were both a little tipsy though." Remy rambled, and surprisingly kept a straight face.

"You are so vulgar! That's our daughter in there porking…classily. And you have nothing to say but that it's classy." She shook her head like she was disappointed.

"Oh for the love—just go inside!" Remy opened the door and they brought their suitcases inside and left them in the foyer.

The walked quietly to the doorway to the living room and peeked inside to see Abbey…singing…to Dustin.

"What the bloody hell?" Remy whispered in an English accent.

"Shh, she'll hear you, then she'll stop singing because she doesn't like small crowds. You know that!" Allison whispered back.

"I'd just like to say that what you whispered and what I whispered were very different lengths, and if she was going to hear anyone it would have been you because you spoke more…" Allison gave her a look, asking why she was still taking, "Until now. And I mean, I'm just saying."

"If you stop talking now, I'll do that thing you love tonight…" She tried bribery.

"That thing with your back?" Remy perked up.

Allison nodded seductively as she put her finger on Remy's lips. Remy did nothing but turn back to Abbey. "She stopped did she hear us?" She looked at Remy who just mouthed 'I can't talk, I want sex.'

"You too, I hope it brings you bliss. I really hope you get it. And you don't live to regret it. I hope you're happy in the end; I hope you're happy…my…friend." She then climbed on top of the bar between their living room in kitchen; this made Remy and Allison back up so that they couldn't be seen. "So if you care to find me, look to the western sky. As someone told me lately, everyone deserved a chance to fly! And If I'm flying solo, at least I'm flying free. To those who ground me, take a message back from me! Tell them how I am defying gravity! I'm flying high, defying gravity, and soon I'll match them in renown. And nobody in all of Oz, no wizard that there is or was, is ever gonna bring me down! Bring me down. Ooohohoh!"

Remy and Allison bounded from their hiding place.

"Waaaaooooo!"

"Yeah! Baby girl, you did that thing!"

Abbey jumped about four feet. "Mom!" She looked at Remy, "I did that thing?"

"Sweetie, you know I can't think Idina Menzel without thinking of her hubby and in turn that one time on Ellen…" She rolled her eyes like she'd had to explain herself many times before.

"Okay, except I didn't just have a baby, gah Remy!" She climbed from the counter to hug her mother and Remy.

"Really? With all those vocals, I could have guessed otherwise…" She squeezed Abbey tight

"Okay, House." Abbey said as she walked over to the couch and ran her fingers through her beau's hair before he stood up.

"Is it bad that I actually miss him?" Remy said.

"No, we like House remember? He helped me with you two that one time…" Abbey responded.

"What did you two do that one time?" Dustin asked as he rounded the couch, "Welcome home." He kissed each other them on the cheek. Before they left, Dustin spent many meal and movie night over at their house.

"Thank you D. Did you take care of her?" Allison asked as she kissed him back.

"As best I could, but you know her…"

"Yes…yes we do." Remy kissed him back. "There were no keggers, no pot brownies, and probably no party or alcohol at all…all she did was homework and movie night." Dustin laughed at Remy's spot on guess.

"That's not all I did! I worked a lot too!"

"You work?" Both Remy and Allison asked. Abbey grinned and nodded, "Where do you work?"

"PPTH…" They stared at her.

"I'm House's PA" She looked at her hand as she fingered the couch.

"You're what?" Allison asked.

"House's personal assistant. He called me one day and asked if I wanted to work for him while you guys were away. He said he" she lowered her voice as best she could, "'hasn't had a good assistant since you're biological mother quit…both times' and that he could use the help and he'd pay me fair." She gave them her look that got her parents to do what ever she wanted.

"And how much does he pay you?"

Abbey grinned big, "$30 an hour." Both of their brows raised. "He likes me, what can I say? Besides…I don't really work full time or anything, it's just whenever I come in…" She shrugged.

"Have you been going in like it's full time an working forty hours a week?" Allison asked.

"No!" Abbey gasped, "I can't believe you think I would do that, Mother!" She grinned, "I have thought about it though…"

"So Mommy and I are gonna see our baby girl at work everyday? Aww, Abbey, that's so sweet. We'll take you to dinner and tell you all about our day and make sure that no one picks on you." Remy said trying to rile her.

"You do the first part anyways…now I just get to see how much of it is truth. And no one picks on me…like I said before, House likes me. I'm completely safe." She looked at them both. "I get to keep it right?"

"How are your grades?" Remy asked as she walked back to the foyer to grab a couple suitcases.

"Fine."

"And what is fine?" She asked as she came through the three people pushing all five of the suitcases she lined up to give a train effect.

"I got four A's and two B's." Both her mothers stopped and looked at her. "It's okay. I'm fine with them. I did B work in those two classes; it's what I should have."

"And you're okay with that?" Allison asked, "You're the girl that cried for a week because you got a B on a test once…and it was still the highest grade in the class."

Abbey's eyes went fiery, "It was an 89! And after I did the math myself, I learned it was an 89.5! That rounds up to 90, which is an A! I was robbed!"

"It was sixth grade." Allison said blankly.

"You sure you're cool with two B's?" Remy asked rejoining them.

"Yes Remy. I'm fine with it." She grinned, "I guess I've just turned over a new leaf." She paused for a moment, "So what did you bring me?"

It took the two weeks they had left to get settled back into their routines. As the morning of the trial approached, Remy didn't know how to feel. She knew she was a lucky bitch that was for sure. The trial was actually taking place at PPTH after jumping to and from a few different hospitals. She was just…nervous.

She was sitting against the headboard as their alarm went off. The movement next to her caught her attention. She looked down to see a bright, rich blue, sleepy eyeball poking through a blonde mess of a mane. "Morning Baby" came the scratchy voice of Allison Cameron.

"Morning." She smiled slightly.

Allison stretched, and popped herself up on all fours before going into the upward facing dog pose that always felt good. She leaned to her side a little bit and kissed her lover's cheek, then decided to straddle her instead. "How long have you been up?" She put her arms on Remy's shoulders.

Remy automatically found her hands roaming Allison's sides and legs, "Oh," She put her head back against the board to think, "Just since three…"

"Five hours? You've already been up five hours? Why didn't you wake me, I would have kept you company…" She kissed the brunettes temple.

"You work in the ER; you need your sleep." She grinned as Allison hit that spot on her neck that she loved.

"Mm m" She protested against Remy's neck then made her way back up to her mouth. "When are you supposed to be there?"

"Trial starts at ten." Allison moved to get up, but Remy tightened her grip on her hips. "Where are you going?"

"To get ready. I'll meet you at the Carnegie Wing at 9:45?" She asked as she walked toward their bathroom.

"Mm" Remy shook her head, "Diagnostics, 9:30?"

Allison smirked and turned in the doorway, "Diagnostics, 9:30." She confirmed.

9:30 came almost too soon for Remy. After waiting and waiting for it to come, she wasn't sure she wanted to go. The whole flight instinct was kicking in…then Allison walked through the door.-It was almost like time slowed down when she walked into a room. Everyone stopped and looked at her and she'd smile that smile of hers in return.-That's what was happening now as she walked in to get her, and that was the only motivation she needed to fight instead of flight.

"Ready?" She asked as she walked up to Remy who had her feet on the table.

"Yeah." Her throat had become dry, so she coughed to actually voice her answer. She swung her legs off and got up.

"And where do you think you're going? We're in the middle of a differential." House said.

"No you're not." Allison accused.

"How would you know?" House shot back.

"Uhh…there aren't any symptoms on the board, and Taub and Foreman aren't even in the room…and Chase is doing yet another crossword."

Chase looked up at his ex in awe, "How did you—?"

"It's not that hard to assume what you do at work." Allison interrupted then looked down at Remy who was still sitting, "Come on. We're gonna be late."

"You didn't tell me where you were going." House answered.

"You already know." Remy answered as she hung up her lab coat and walked the few steps to take Allison's hand.

"Oh, isn't that cute." House clapped his hands together and put them to the side of his face, "Lesbian and used to be straight are holding hands as lesbian goes to start the life or death trial." He dropped his hands onto the table and didn't look at them, "Hope all goes well." They gave him a look at his completely serious attitude, "Seriously." He looked up at them with the first genuine look they had gotten in about a year.

They nodded slightly and walked out of the office to go start the trial.

AN: Okay, so this was a lot longer than I thought it was going to be. I told miralinda that I'd put in a reference to Hawaii, and I knew that I wanted to get to the trial and that I wanted something for Abbey to be doing…and well, it just started writing itself…I hope you guys like it…but the only way I know that is if I get some reviews!