A/N: Thanks for all the positive response you guys! I really appreciate it and it definitely brightened up my day.
The work day was finally over. Allison was so anxious about the events that lay in front of her. She wouldn't be arriving over Thirteen's apartment for another hour or so. The brunette left early to grab them some food, but came back before the blonde had a chance to leave. She offered her services to help Allison move out, even though the older doctor insisted that she would be fine. How could she say no? The woman was so persistent. Not in a bad way, she was just persistent. The two made their way over, the brunette following close behind, and eventually opened the door to Chase watching soccer.
"Hey Chase, I'm-"
"Not right now! I'm watching this!" he interrupted.
"I'd listen up if I were you," Thirteen said, clapping her hands to get the Aussie's attention.
The foreign voice threw Chase off guard. He shut the TV off and turned around. "Thirteen? No offense, but what are you doing here?" he asked as he then turned to his girlfriend. "Allison, you didn't tell me that we were going to have someone stay over later."
Thirteen awkwardly looked away. Oh God, what am I doing? Chase is totally gonna screw me over later. Why couldn't you keep your mouth shut? Cameron's voice showed her nervousness as she tried her best not to stutter, "W-We're not going to be staying. Chase, I'm done with the pranks. I think it's best if we just give each other a little space. A-At least for now." Allison walked into their bedroom to start grabbing her things, but Chase stayed behind. His blue eyes gave the brunette the death glare.
"You! You told her to break up with me?" he said loud enough to prove a point, but quietly enough so that Cameron couldn't hear.
"Hey, I'm just helping her move out. It was her idea," the girl lied. If he catches on to your lie, he's going to kill you.
"Likely story. She's staying with you, isn't she?"
"I guess. Maybe just for tonight. We couldn't get a hold of her parents." Don't hesitate Remy. He hasn't caught on. So far, so good.
"And you support her decision to dump me?"
"She's not a child. She can make her own decisions. I'm just providing a place for tonight."
The stare made her feel awkward. It was probably meant to intimidate her, but the whole situation was just uncomfortable. Cameron eventually popped up with a few bags, "Alright, I've got everything."
"That's everything?" Thirteen repeated. "You sure?"
Chase interrupted, still furious, "Yes, she's sure. She wouldn't have said it unless she was sure."
"Don't be rude to her Chase. She didn't do anything."
"She's breaking us up! Can't you see? She's just pissed off because her and Foreman aren't getting along."
Thirteen almost spoke up, but decided it was best to keep her opinions to herself. "I'll just take these bags to my car. I'll see you in a few minutes," she said, walking through the door. When she was out of sight, she shook her head. That asshole. I am not pissy about me and Foreman. You're just pissy cause you're a douche and you just got your ass handed to you on a silver platter. The brunette packed the bags into her car and waited for Cameron to show up. She would've gone back, but it would've been more awkward and Cameron probably needed some alone time to talk to Chase.
Cameron showed up about ten minutes later and they both drove off, this time Cameron following behind so she won't get lost on the way to Thirteen's apartment. The drive itself was only about twenty minutes, but it felt like an hour to the both of them. The older doctor was worried about what she had just done. She had just broken up with her boyfriend and had no clue what to do. The younger doctor, on the other hand, was worrying about Cameron rather than herself. She usually didn't tune in to other people's lives and what they're feeling, but Cameron was always so sweet and innocent. She must be crushed. Thirteen was even beginning to question herself on why she was caring so much about the situation. She assumed she was just being overly compassionate. She was the one who suggested that Cameron move out of her apartment and move in with her. Both girls got out of their cars when they reached Thirteen's apartment building. They were able to quickly move all of the blonde's bags upstairs and sit down.
"Oh! The food!" Thirteen shouted. "I totally forgot. Oh my God, I'm so stupid sometimes."
"It's okay," the blonde mumbled. "Everyone has their moments."
Thirteen wanted to talk about it, but it was probably best to wait a little bit, at least until they finished eating. The food wasn't anything fancy, just regular Chinese food. She was going to go all out and get something fancy, but Cameron would've just told her that something simple was just as good and that she didn't need to spend so much money on her. The woman was just modest like that. They both grabbed food and sat on the couch to watch TV. Finding Nemo was on, which was perfect for the both of them. Thirteen, despite her tough appearance, loved watching movies like this and Cameron just enjoyed the childish feeling of these types of movies, remembering what it was like when she was a kid and when ignorance was bliss. A slight breeze moved through the room, sending a chill down both of their spines. The problem was quickly resolved with a shared blanket. When they both finished eating, they put their plates on the glass coffee table in front of them and snuggled their way deeper into the blanket. That breeze was proving itself to be a fearsome opponent.
"This isn't going to be a problem for you is it?" Thirteen asked.
Cameron looked at her a bit strangely, "Why do you ask?"
"Usually, if I share a blanket with a girl, they tend to act awkwardly and when I ask them if they're alright, they say they're fine, but keep moving away. They think that I'm going to make a move on them just because I'm bisexual…"
Cameron slowly moved to the side as a joke and the brunette looked at her, "Really? I mean, really?"
"I was just kidding!" the blonde laughed, moving back to where she was before.
"I know, I know," she replied, sticking her tongue out.
A pause kept the two of them silent. They weren't sure if the other felt awkward or if they were just really paying attention to the movie.
"Hey. Thirteen?" Cameron whispered, breaking the silence.
"Yeah?"
"C-Chase. He didn't…he wasn't…rude to you or anything like that? Was he?"
"No. No, he was a bit mad, but he didn't say anything offensive." Are you kidding? The guy's an asshole? How are you just breaking up with him?
"Oh okay. I wasn't really sure. He can be a little moody sometimes and I didn't want him to offend you." Cameron's voice was barely audible and she started to tear up. Thirteen looked over and didn't enjoy what she saw. Cameron in tears was like watching someone kick a bunny just to see it in pain. She wrapped her arms around the older woman and lowered her voice down to a comforting whisper, "It's okay Allison. It's all okay."
"I-I'm so sorry Thirteen. I'm taking up your time and living in your house. I'm just a big burden and I'm sorry."
"You're not a burden. We all need our moments of vulnerability. It's what makes us human. But there's just one thing."
Cameron tried to pull herself together, tears still streaming, but her voice managing to piece itself back together, "Yeah?"
"I have a feeling that we're gonna to be roommates for a while," Thirteen began. "I'd feel bad if you called me a number. 'Thirteen' is what I am to a colleague. If you're gonna live with me, call me Remy."
Cameron's smile was heartbreaking. She was so sad, but she managed to form a smile that acknowledged the brunette's kindness. "Okay. Thanks," she began, taking a second to adjust to the new name. "Remy."
"No problem."
A/N: Guess who should be studying for a Biology exam tomorrow? It's midnight and I think I can call myself an official procrastinator. Well, I just kind pulled this one out of nowhere cause people seem to enjoy this story and I wanted to get another chapter done a.s.a.p. Final exams are done tomorrow so I'll have more time to work on stories and stuff. See ya~