Chapter 8
Chase had gone home that day a bit after his shift. He had left earlier than usual though, because he went in earlier, having to do a tiny bit of catching up in the clinic, and had to do a few things around the hospital as well. He had just walked through the building, shutting the door behind him with a slight slam. He placed his keys on the table and removed his jacket, which he put on the back of the chair, which he then pulled out and sat in. He had just figured out why Cameron was acting strangely, and now it made perfect sense to him. "Cameron started acting this way a bit after she and I stopped seeing each other. She has feelings for me." Chase folded his hands, grinning in spite of himself. He knew something nobody else figured out, but that's not what made him grin. The fact that she was the one that said she had no feelings for him, but yet she did was what did, the fact that she couldn't admit anything. It still was a bit odd though. Chase knew that Cameron never took him back when he reminded her of the day, and never seemed this upset before. It would just take a while to figure out what changed.
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Cameron closed the book she was reading and placed it down. She had managed to read the last few chapters in the spare time she had. Cameron removed her glasses which she placed next to her book. It wasn't very late yet, and she didn't have anything to do. She was used to having some sort of case that she would think about when she was home. Cameron yawned. She was a bit tired, so she headed toward her bedroom to get changed into her pajamas. After that, she decided to watch a movie to pass a bit of time. She put a movie into the VCR and walked to her couch to watch it…
Later that night, Cameron was sleeping. She had just gone to sleep a few minutes ago, but already she was fast asleep, but she was already dreaming as well, which wasn't a good thing in this case.
Images of things that happened with Chase, Cameron, and House were playing through her mind, as well as sounds. Most of it was because of guilt, guilt that some people wouldn't be able to explain. 'Just sex…' Was playing through her mind. '"It's Tuesday." From Chase, and an "I know." From Cameron. "Man with the AIDS, the day she got high, and the sex she had with Chase. Her kissing him almost immediately when he entered. Her leaving Chase. The date that House had agreed to go on with her to get her back. The kiss that she gave House to draw blood from him, the kiss that almost worked. House had discovered it, and brought her hand up, revealing the needle. And then there was all the sex they had, all the moments they had seemed to share. Then, there was the day House caught them in the janitor's closet." All this was playing through her mind, making her toss and turn in her sleep until she woke up, and sat up almost immediately.
"Oh damn. I need to do something about this." Said a groggy Cameron, who reluctantly got out of her warm bed and walked to her kitchen, turning the light on. Her eyes hurt for a few seconds as they adjusted to the light. She pulled out a chair and sat down, pulling a journal and pen over to her. It was already on the table. Suddenly, something clicked inside her, finally realizing she had been lying to herself all along. "How the hell did I miss that? I should have known why I have been acting like I have all along, but I didn't! They are my emotions, but yet I didn't understand them!" However, right after Cameron said that, she grinned. "Tomorrow's Tuesday." She said. "I have an idea."
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AUTHOR: Sorry for the shortness. The next chapter, chapter nine, will be this story's last.