The sound of a car horn blared from outside. Even through closed windows, the sound was loud enough to pierce through the girls' ears and wake them up. Cameron was a light sleeper and had a tendency for overreacting when something woke her up. This time, she let out a loud gasp as she opened her eyes. She was the kind of person that was wide awake the moment she opened her eyes. Thirteen, on the other hand, was a light sleeper, but it took her a while before she could really think. The only thing that could wake her up fully was a loud noise. The car horn opened her eyes and Cameron's gasp opened her mind. Both extremely hung over, their heads were in agony.

"Jesus, my head," the brunette yawned, a comment made to herself rather than anyone else.

Cameron was thrown off by the foreign voice. The previous night was a complete mystery to her. She wasn't used to this bed. It wasn't what she had been sleeping in for the past few months. She rolled over to see Thirteen, face in hands, and completely naked, although she had pulled up a sheet over the front of her body.

"Oh my God!" the blonde screamed out.

"W-What?" Thirteen said looking over. She was completely oblivious to the fact that she had slept with her coworker and the fact that Cameron was in her bed, also naked, baffled her. "What are you doing here?"

"I kind of live here now," Cameron replied, pulling the other end of the sheet over her chest. "What are you doing here?"

"I've lived here. I meant 'What the hell are you doing in my bed?'"

"I don't know! What happened last night?"

"I don't know either. But I feel hung over so I'm assuming we both drank."

Allison felt so many emotions, almost none of them good. The one good feeling was that even though she had mysteriously landed herself in her colleague's bed, it left her feeling slightly turn on. "Y-You and me…we didn't…like…you know…" her cheeks began turning rosy and she felt so embarrassed.

Remy's eyes were wide open, almost popping out of her head. It took her a while to answer the question, almost like she forgot how to talk. Her face, unlike Allison's, was pale white. "I…I think we did." She turned to face Allison, a grave expression still on her face, "Allison, I am so sorry. I really am. I shouldn't have brought out that much alcohol. God, I'm such an idiot!"

"No! It's fine. I'm the idiot for drinking so much," Cameron replied, getting up. She found a shirt on the floor, although she wasn't sure if it was hers or Thirteen's. She grabbed it anyways and put it on and luckily the shirt was long enough to reach just above the middle of her thighs. "I'm gonna go."

Remy was going to stop her, but she choked over her own words and the blonde dashed out of the room quicker than an Olympic runner. She found the shirt she was wearing yesterday across the room and with the sheet wrapped around her, she grabbed it and put it on. Her dresser was a few feet away so she finished getting dressed. She tossed the sheet back on the bed and tossed herself after.

God, I'm such a moron. Allison is going to hate me now. Who the fuck even gets drunk off of wine?

She punched her pillow and the air as hard as she could. She thought of Cameron as a friend and sleeping with a friend is not okay. When she cooled down a bit, she stayed still, lying on her back, and stared at the ceiling, trying to remember what had happened last night. She remembered wine, talking, and then a fuzzy moment where nothing was clear, and after, the two of them on them bed, doing things that would make both of their parents cry. Immediately after remembering, Thirteen's pale face turned bright pink. The things we did in here! Oh my God! She hoped that God would send her a miracle that would prevent Cameron from remembering. Even if she felt ashamed, Thirteen felt turned on a bit. She knew it was wrong, but who could blame her? Allison is attractive, smart, compassionate, and apparently extremely flexible. She waited a few minutes before she built up the courage to leave her room. What do I say to Allison? Should I say anything at all? God dammit!

Walking into the living room, she saw Allison bent over near the coffee table, picking up the bottle of wine that remained half full. She looked over at Remy and started cracking up, "This stuff. Damn, this stuff is strong."

"Yeah, I guess. Listen, Allison, like I said-"

"Don't worry about it," the blonde smiled.

The answer threw the brunette off guard, "What?"

"I said don't worry about it," she replied, still smiling. "Look, Remy, we were both really drunk last night. Yeah we slept together, but I know that neither of us would've done it if we were sober. This wine…damn, that friend of yours sure knows what the hell they're doing cause either both of us can't hold liquor down very well or this wine is the strongest we've ever had."

"I guess you're right. You sure you're not mad? I don't mean to bring it up again, but Allison, we slept together. Like…slept together."

"I'm fine. Do you remember anything that happened last night?"

"Sorta kinda. I remember drinking, then talking, and then…you know…" Remy mumbled, scratching the back of her head. She'd never felt awkward talking about sex, but she slept with the most innocent person she knew. Who wouldn't feel awkward?

Walking over to the kitchen, Allison gently placed the bottle on the counter, trying not to make her headache worse. Luckily, it was starting to fade away. "Then we slept together. I don't feel awkward about it. I'm more embarrassed about what we talked about."

"You remembered?" Remy asked, a bit surprised. She remembered more of the sexual things rather than what was discussed. She wasn't sure if she should be scared. "So uh…what exactly did we talk about?"

"Well, we ranted on Foreman and Chase that much is obvious. Then we started confessing drunken truths. Like those things you say only when you're drunk and no one else knows if it's the truth or if you're just wasted."

Remy got a little scared now. It was quite impressive actually. This was a woman that could handle working with Gregory House, hell she could handle accepting the fact that she was living with a terminal disease, but now she was getting intimidated for something she might've said when she was drunk. "So, what exactly did we talk about? Like, the drunken truths or something?"

"Well, it's a bit embarrassing," Allison admitted, blushing. "We complimented each other like drunk girls do, then I said that I had kind of a crush on you for a while and you said the same. Were you actually serious about that?"

God fucking dammit! Of fucking course I say that when I was drunk. The wine is being shipped off to China; I never want to see it again. "Allison, you can't be serious," the brunette laughed, trying to hide her panic. "We were both wasted. What about you?"

"Of course not," Cameron said laughing back.

"Glad that's settled. I'm gonna go grab the mail so I'll be back in a few minutes," Thirteen said, grabbing her keys.

"Kay! Don't get lost," Allison smiled. She closed the door as her roommate pass through the doorway. She leaned up against the door and slid down until she hit the floor when she was sure she couldn't be heard. "I was drunk, but it was the truth," the blonde mumbled to herself. Suddenly, tears started streaming down her cheeks and no matter how hard she tried, they wouldn't give in.

Thirteen opened the mailbox. Her chest felt like someone reached in and started rearranged her vital organs. She laughed at my confession? God, I knew she wasn't interested. You're fighting for a lost cause Remy, just give it up. She's straight and no matter how hard you try, she won't change. Hell, she'll probably end up going back to Chase.

Love sucks…

A/N: I finished this a lot later than I wanted to so I'm sort of kicking myself right now, but it's something. I found it really odd that I made Cameron so forgiving, but as I was going back and rereading it, I remembered when something happened between me and a close friend happened that could've really damaged the friendship and I forgave them without blinking because I had a big crush on them. Hope that helps with some insight into little Allison's mind. Time to rest a bit before starting a new chapter. Enjoy~