A/N This is the last day of my Easter holidays :( so I might not be able to update as much. Also I just wanted to thank anyone who has commented or added this to their favourite stories list. It really helps to know that people are reading it.

Disclaimer: I don't own house, I don't even own all the box sets :(

I was also told that all the people I had in it got confusing, I don't really know why I needed so many I just did but I thought I would make a list that you can refer to if you get confused.

Dr Spencer Wyatt- Head of the team that Cameron works for.

Dr Phillip Reed- works with the team

Dr Jennifer Collins -

Dr Jeremy Brown - All work for Dr Wyatt (with Cameron)

Dr Alex Fisher -

Penelope Jakes- Intern

Josh Dunes – Intern

Anyway on with the story.

"Allison?"

That adorable Australian accent formed around those 3 syllables and I thought I was going to collapse. A-lli-son. I'd never really understood the whole thing girls had with accents until Chase had started saying my name with his, the way he yelled it when we were fighting, or whispered it late at night, the way he laughed it- a hint of incredulity in his voice- when I said something inappropriate. Just the way he said it. I brushed away the urge to run over and hug him. Instead I hardened my eyes and turned around frostily.

"Yes" Disdain dripped from my words like blood from a wound as I watched the sparkle in his eye fade-the flame die out- and his forehead furrow in confusion.

"W what are you doing here" I tried to ignore the stammer in his voice and carry on playing bitch. I could practically see the angel and devil sat on each of my shoulders.

"Crush him, act like you don't care, you were better without him" I imagined a tiny Satan encouraging me on.

"But he looks so sad, you hate upsetting people, you don't really want to hurt him." My angel tried to convince me out of it.

I don't even believe in the devil, this is stupid. I suddenly realised he was waiting for an answer.

"I work here." I was quite good at being contemptuous, I narrowed my eyes and spoke to him like Foreman or House sometimes did when they thought you were being stupid. I briefly thought I heard Alex mutter psycho-bitch is back and remembered the nick name I got by my friends when I was PMSing.

"Oh" Was all that Chase could manage as I stormed from the room.

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"I think I'm gonna throw up" I choked as I stumbled into the nearest vacated room, Foreman, Taub, Thirteen and House close behind.

"Are you ok Chase? You look really pale, maybe you should sit down" Thirteen's words jumbled together as the hung in the air, trapped in a noose.

"Shut up Thirteen" I snapped harsher than I intended. "Since when were you best friends with my ex-wife?" I accused, watching her recover from my outburst.

"I… I used to work here, we were all pretty close." her voice trailed off. I'd tried to hide the pain in my eyes but she'd obviously noticed. "Anyway she told me House bailed her out of jail." She pointed to where house stood trying to alleviate the pressure from her. I rounded on House, fists clenched and heart racing, he just laughed at me.

"Who am I to leave a woman stranded in prison?"He smiled innocently.

"Why was she even in prison?" It sounded more like I was pleading than asking but at this point I was too desperate to understand the situation.

Foreman and Taub stood back observing the situation playing out in front of them. Chase was emotional and Foreman knew well enough not to provoke him. Thirteen was trying to apologise and House just wanted to screw with the poor guy.

"It was really funny actually" Thirteen started laughing but soon stopped when she saw Chase's face. "We got called to help some people who thought they had an outbreak on their hands. There was a restricted area; she ran in against specific orders and… got arrested for trespassing. It was no big deal really" Thirteen carried on more seriously than before.

"Why didn't you tell me you worked with her?" Chase resigned, sitting down and looking expectantly at Thirteen.

"I didn't want to hurt you. You and her were in the past, It would have only made things worse. I was trying to protect you." Thirteen sat down next to Chase who was looking much calmer if slightly dejected.

"Well this isn't fun at all. I thought he was going to punch someone (hopefully Taub)" House put in, seeing that the drama was over.

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"Where have you been?" Alex sing songed as Cameron entered the room and proceeded to throw her bag at the wall letting out a sigh of frustration.

"Do you know there are no good bars around here?" She moaned sitting down at the table where Jeremy, Alex and Jennifer were watching her expectantly.

"Lissy its 10 am" Jennifer cried

"I need vodka" Cameron yelled startling her friends.

"So… That was Robert Chase huh?" Jeremy tried cautiously "The guy you're in love with"

"I'm not in love with him" Cameron defended herself, speaking before Jeremy had even stopped.

"Hun, you're soo in love with him." Jennifer stated "You just don't want to admit it because you know that you should never give up a guy that hot."

"Yeah. You give us that whole story about protecting him from your evil evil ways but"

"Shut up Alex" Cameron threw her bag (which she had retrieved from the floor) at Alex's head although she was already smiling.

In some ways she preferred working here to working with House. It was more laid back and she actually had friends here. Plus it wasn't always life or death. Then on the other hand, she missed the challenges and the puzzles. In some weird way she thought she'd always be drawn to House. To the excitement of working for him. She missed him, she missed PPTH, she missed Foreman and Wilson and Cuddy. Most of all she missed Chase.