A/N: Like I said, this is just an revised version of the old chapter, I will be loading a new chapter later tonight when I'm done with the chapter and have it revised and I'm satisfied with it, like I am with this last two ones. Again, thank you for the comments :)
~Flashes of impossible green~
-"Dr. Cameron?"
I turn around and come to face with the Dean of Medicine and hospital administrator. "Yes, Dr. Cuddy?" I asked with my usual smile, as I brush away a strand of blonde hair from my face, and place it behind my right ear.
-" I thought we had agreed on you taking the week off," she said with a stern look on her face. "What are you doing here, Allison?" she said with an amused look on her face.
I blush, "I forgot," I declare, "Please don't sent me back; besides you told me to, you didn't give me a choice. I have absolutely nothing to do, I'll go crazy," I begged her. She chuckles, and nods and turns to walk away, but before she looks over her shoulder and tells me to leave three hours earlier than the usual. I sigh, and with a soft smile I go back to the charts.
After going through what feels like dozens of charts I finally decide to go to the doctor's lounge and get me a coffee. As I entered I saw someone laying, sprawled actually, on the bigger couch of the lounge, pillow over their face, and dark mahogany flowing hair falling down the arm of the couch. I head over to the coffee machine and wait. The room is filled with the aromatic scent of coffee, and I hear a small groan from the couch, I look towards the couch but there's only an arm adjusting the pillow over the face again. I sit down by a window across from the big couch, looking out into the sunny winter day.
-"It's too early," I hear a soft, groggy,familiar feminine voice say, and as I turn to look at the clock above the door across from the room, it said 8:45 am, my eyes lowered to see the person that just spoke, I met a pair of emerald green eyes,a flash of impossibly green eyes come to mind, my eyes instantly flicker to the lips, same soft looking, thin yet full reddish-pink lips, we lock into a staring contest for what feels like forever, and suddenly.
-"THIRTEEN!? we've been looking for you for an hour! Come on before House gets here," said a middle eastern looking man.
-" What are you talking about Kutner? House doesn't get here until 11am," the gorgeous woman says exasperated as her emerald green eyes turn into this steely gray gaze as she moves her head to look at this Kutner person. I look away and I feel a blush covering my face. As I turn to keep looking outside, I hear a chuckle and then both of the people leave the lounge. An eery feeling invaded my body, I've swear I know those eyes, sure they are very similar to the ones from my dream, but maybe it's just because I've seen this Thirteen person around the hospital since House hired his new team, she's the "new" me. Yeah, that has to be it, but somehow I can't shake the strange feeling of knowing this person, a familiarity coming from her. Who is this Thirteen person?