The sound of the TV ringed through Thirteen's ears. Remy opened her eyes, confused that she wasn't in her room. Looking down to her left, she saw her new roommate sound asleep in her arms.

Holy shit! This is not happening! Wake up Remy. Wake up, wake up. This is just a dream. A really bad and inconvenient dream. Cameron is not sleeping on you and you're just imagining things. Although, she is kind of cute when she's sleeping- God dammit! No! Remy, stay away. God, she's you're coworker. How the hell are you supposed to live with her when you can't even look at her sleep without thinking something sexual?

The poor brunette shook her head trying to get the thoughts out of her head. She wanted to get up, but realized her arm was stuck underneath the blonde's fragile body. Dammit! Why is this happening to me? If she was alone, she would be throwing a silent tantrum, but she feared the slightest movement would wake Cameron up.

The panicking girl felt her roommate begin to move. It was a slight movement, but that wasn't a chance she was willing to take. What if Cameron woke up and thought this was an attempt to make a move on her? She'd end up moving out right after moving in. As much as Thirteen enjoyed spending time alone, having Cameron over was really fun. Thirteen started panicking more. What was she supposed to do without creeping Cameron out? She gently placed her head back to where it was when she first woke up and closed her eyes. If I fake it, maybe she'll think we just passed out. It was a terrible plan, but it would have to do for now. Fortunately, Cameron didn't wake up and Thirteen can fall asleep just as easily as she can wake up. She escaped back to her dream land in a few minutes and the two girls continued to sleep in each other's arms.

Allison woke up suddenly. It was an automatic response for her to wake up at a certain time in order for her to arrive at the office first. She wasn't so sure about what the actual time was and she was pretty sure that it was a Saturday. She thought about reaching for her phone when she noticed a figure right next to her. She turned to see Thirteen sleeping, her head laid back and the blanket messily spread across her lap. Allison looked back to the front, her eyes bugged out. Much like her colleague, the blonde began panicking.

Oh my God, this isn't happening. What the hell happened yesterday? We weren't drinking so I didn't do anything excessively stupid. But Jesus, my eyes hurt like hell. Was I crying? Probably. Did I do something stupid as a result of crying? The TV is playing still. It must've been on all night, which means that we probably passed out. I'll give Thirteen the benefit of the doubt and assume we didn't sleep together. Oh well, it'll come to me later. It always comes back to me.

Allison was going to get up, but a little voice in her head told her not to. It was such a weird feeling. It was like she actually enjoyed being in Thirteen's arms. She faintly remembered the drama of the previous night and crying her eyes out. She finally urged herself to get up. The running TV was bothering her anyways. Unfortunately, as she tried to quietly get up, she felt the sweep of Thirteen's hand as it brushed against her back. The blonde blushed a little, but looked over to the younger girl. The brunette's eyes began to open and she let out a soft yawn.

"Morning," Allison whispered. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up."

"No. It's fine. What time is it anyways?" The sun shined straight into her eyes and she blinked as a reflex to the typical morning blindness.

"I don't know, hold on," she replied, grabbing her phone off of the coffee table. "It's 11:48."

Remy's eyes were completely open when she heard the time, "11:48? As in twelve minutes to noon 11:48?"

"Yeah, that 11:48. It's okay though. It's Saturday."

Thirteen rested her head back onto the couch in relief, "Oh thank God. I just had a mini heart attack. House would've killed us. Or interrogated us. It can go either way with him."

Cameron sat back down on the couch. Saturday was her relaxing day and she knew that she deserved some time to sit down and chill. Although this time, she made sure she wasn't lying on top of Thirteen's arm. "I wonder how long it'll take him to find out about all of this," Thirteen laughed as she continued.

"Knowing Chase, he's gonna spill to Foreman, since he's your ex. Then Foreman is gonna spill to Taub and then they're all gonna tell House. He'll probably know by Monday."

"Fun…"

"You say it like it's a bad thing," the blonde winked.

"Well, think about it," Thirteen started. "House…well, he's House. You can't really describe him. But you already know how he's going to react."

"How do you think he's going to react?"

"You really have to ask Allison? Two girls living together all of a sudden. One of them is bisexual; the other is emotionally vulnerable-"

"I'm not emotionally vulnerable!"

"House will think you are."

"Point proven. Proceed."

"Anyways, when one is bisexual and the other one is vulnerable, his mind is immediately going to jump to sexual conclusions."

"So what are we going to do on Monday?"

"Well, we have two options. The first is to just say that we're not sleeping together and just move on. The second is to say that we are sleeping together and that it's totally hot. Just because screwing around with people is fun."

Cameron's reaction showed conflicting emotions. She was a bit shocked, although she saw it coming from Thirteen's sarcastic reputation. "I'll stick with the first option," Cameron mumbled. "At least for now."

The two girls spent the weekend adjusting to each other. They watched TV, relaxed, and just had fun. They had several moments where they sat down on the floor and just talked. They told things about themselves that other people might not have known before and even some things that they considered secrets. Secret talents were shared and laughs filled the room. The two girls even began dishing dirt out on their two exes. If Chase and Foreman found out about what Allison and Thirteen were telling each other, they'd probably hide in embarrassment.

Monday came and it was exactly how Thirteen said it would be. House became intrigued and started asking questions. Thirteen answered back with witty remarks and Cameron laughed along and answered honestly, saying that they really weren't sleeping together and that Thirteen was just doing her a big favor. Chase had shown up to work that day, but did his best to avoid Thirteen and especially Cameron. Overall, it wasn't such a bad day. There's definitely been worse. The few weeks to follow weren't bad either. When a complete month had passed, the two girls were practically best friends. They knew more about each other than anyone else, maybe more than a person would like to know. Life in Thirteen's apartment was great. They didn't have to wait around for their boyfriends in the morning and the place stayed consistently clean. Not to mention that there was always a cheery mood in the air. They were very open to each other and if one of the asked a question, the other would typically spend no time hesitating to respond.

However, both could not deny that they felt a little strange around the other. It wasn't a bad type of feeling, it was just very odd. It was indescribable and ominous with a light hearted twist to it. They passed the occasional odd thoughts off as just silly. Worst case scenario would've been saying that they had a little girl crush on each other. Allison and Thirteen both knew they were attractive and that the occasional 'Oh my God, she looks gorgeous!' type of thought would pop up. The two were best friends after all.

What in the world could change that?

A/N: Alright, it's 1:45 in the morning, I wrote this really quickly, and I have school tomorrow. I really need to get to sleep. Luckily, I don't have any more work for the school year and I have a field trip tomorrow so I won't be passed out in class. Hopefully, I won't pass out anywhere tomorrow… Anyways, keep those reviews coming because I enjoy reading them and yes, I do read each and every single review so don't feel left out. See you guys later~