Remy laid her head against Ally's as the other woman slept on her shoulder on the plane home. The trip was undoubtedly the sweetest thing that anyone had ever done for her before. Vaguely she considered calling her father to tell him she had someone as wonderful as Ally in her life. He would be happy. She'd never been able to make him happy, though she'd tried. It was why they didn't talk anymore. She smiled gently as Ally let out a little snore. Ally would definitely make him happy.

"Al?" Remy turned to her from her spot in the driver's seat at a red light. "I have something I want to ask."

"Sure."

Remy bit her lip. "It's a pretty huge favour."

Ally smiled. "And…?"

Remy started driving again as the light turned green. "I want to tell my dad about you. I'd like him to meet you."

Ally's eyes widened. "Okay…"

Remy looked at her sideways. "Never mind." She said quickly, sadness tingeing her voice. "It was silly. Just never mind." Inside she was crushed.

"No." Ally assured her. "It's not that I don't want to meet him. I just…" she paused and took a deep breath. "I can't return the gesture. I don't talk to my family."

"Oh." Remy laughed with relief. "Me neither, really. I just think my dad would like you."

Ally blushed. "Oh. Then sure, if it's what you want." She put her hand on Remy's leg gently.

Remy nodded. "Yeah."

She called her dad as soon as they got in, leaving Ally in the living room so she could hide in the privacy of the bedroom in case things went badly. She chewed her lip anxiously as the phone rang.

"Hello?" her dad's voice echoed across the line.

"Dad." She said with relief. "It's me."

"Remy?" he asked in confusion. "What's wrong?"

She smiled. "Nothing's wrong. I'm actually really happy." She replied honestly.

She could virtually hear him frowning. "So…" he trailed off.

"I have someone I'd like you to meet."

"Really?" Her dad was evidently surprised. "How long have you been seeing this guy that you actually want to introduce me? Are you married? Pregnant?"

Remy blushed, rolling her eyes. Her dad was still her dad. "No. And, actually, I've been seeing her for a little over a year now."

"Her." Her dad sighed.

Remy's heart sunk. "Yes, her. I'm bisexual, Dad. I don't think it's changing anytime soon." She replied grumpily. Her dad had never gotten over that little piece of information.

"Over a year, you say?" he questioned.

"Yeah." Remy smiled at the thought. "And Dad…I think you'd like her."

She heard another sigh. "Where did you meet?"

"She works with me at the hospital. She's the head of the ER."

"And she knows…"

"Yeah."

"Hmm." He murmured gruffly. "Well, it's not often you ask me for anything, Rem. So if this girl makes you happy, I'll meet her."

Remy let out a breath she didn't realise she'd been holding. "Thank you."

"When do you want me to come?"

Remy smiled. "Whenever you like. I'll even pay for the ticket."

"I'm paying." He replied firmly. "I'll let you know when I've booked something."

"That sounds great."

"Bye, Remy."

"Bye, Dad." Remy hung up the phone and chuckled to herself. He was old-fashioned, but in the end her father was a good guy. She headed back out into the living room.

Ally looked up, a question in her eyes. Remy nodded, grinning. "Yay!" Ally jumped up off the couch to hug her. "When's he coming?"

"He's going to let me know."

"Good." Ally kissed her gently, pulling her back to the couch.

They picked her father up at the airport a few days later. "Dad!" Remy called as he came out, waving the hand that wasn't holding Ally's. Her father waved back, heading in their direction.

"Rem!" he smiled, hugging her tightly.

Remy pulled back pulling Ally forward. "Ally, this is my father, John Hadley. Dad, this is my girlfriend, Allison Cameron."

They shook hands. "Ally, please." Ally smiled at the tall, thin man who had his daughter's eyes.

"Well, aren't you a picture." He examined her quietly. "What'd my little girl have to do to get you?"

Ally blushed. "I'm sure you know as well as I do how wonderful Remy is." She murmured.

Now it was Remy's turn to blush. She cleared her throat. "Shall we get your bags?" she asked her father.

He nodded. "And then some lunch would be nice."

"We were thinking we'd go out to eat, if that's all right?" Ally piped up.

John Hadley was surprised by the change in his daughter since the last time he'd seen her. In university she'd been a sullen little thing who'd gone out partying all the time. He'd always wondered how she managed to get into medical school. Just smart like her mother, he supposed. Ally he found delightful. Evidently intelligent and kind, he brought out the bright side in his daughter. Neither of them ever stopped smiling, it seemed. "So Ally," he started. "My daughter tells my you're the head of the ER at PPTH."

Ally nodded. "I used to work for Dr. House too, but I quit and Dr. Cuddy ended up hiring me back as the head of the ER. How about yourself?"

"I'm retired now, but I used to be an accountant."

Ally smiled. "My father's an accountant."

"How about the rest of your family?" John questioned, blue eyes watching her.

"My mom doesn't work. My brother's a software designer in California. Kind of a computer genius."

"Do you keep in touch with them?"

Ally shook her head. "I don't."

"But Ally just took me on a trip to Mexico!" Remy broke in excitedly, trying to change the subject to something a little less awkward. Ally smiled at her, stroking her hand gently. John noticed the gesture and couldn't help but be happy that Remy had found someone to care for her as he had cared for her mother.

"Wow. Where were you?"

"Remy wanted to go somewhere with lots of history, so we went to Cuernavaca since it's so close to so many amazing sites." Ally explained shyly.

"You have to come and see the pictures, Dad, its amazing!"

John nodded slowly. "I'd like that." He'd never left the US.

Ally found she liked the quiet, calm man who was such an opposite from his daughter. They made for an interesting but surprisingly compatible pair. They balanced each other out without getting on each other's nerves.

After lunch, they headed back to the apartment and spent the afternoon showing John photos of the trip to Mexico over beer, eventually ordering in food for dinner. Ally stayed up talking with him long after Remy had fallen asleep.

"I should probably get back to the hotel, if you don't mind calling me a cab." John commented quietly, finishing another beer.

Ally shook her head. "I've only had two" she gestured to the beers "I can drive you."

"that would be very kind, thank you."

He turned to her calmly outside the hotel. "I hope you don't mind my saying this, Ally, but I'm glad Remy found you."

Ally shook her head. "Not at all. Thank you."

He held up a hand, stopping her. "It will break your heart, watching her fall apart." He warned. "You should know that."

Ally smiled sadly. "John, I lost my husband when I was only 22. I watched him die of cancer during the first months of our marriage." She looked up at him, her blue eyes meeting his. "I've been here before. I'll be here for Remy as long as she needs me."

He nodded silently and climbed out of the car. "Thank you, Ally. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Good night." She smiled in return.

Climbing into bed and wrapping herself around Remy, she knew it was true. No matter how long they had or how much it hurt, she wasn't going anywhere.