I am really sorry to all the readers who liked this story and became frustrated that there were no updates for a while... I just got really burned out on this story. I think I was trying to avoid it because I wouldn't work on this story until Noondarkly poked me for an update! Thanks for jolting me back, Noondarkly! I just need to slow down on this story and not pack so much energy into it (my own energy, not the basic energy a story has, if that makes any sense...) So, this is going to be short, but I'm going to do the best I can to get a good story out. Thanks so much for reading and I can't wait to hear from you.

Forget Me Nots

Cuddy told me everything you wrote, Cameron.

I never knew.

Allison, I don't know whether to get on my knees and cry or curse you. If you would have told me, we could have worked everything out. If I would have known how scared you were that night, when I took you home... I wouldn't have done it. I wouldn't have pressured you into being with me that night, to stay with me. I should have known better. But you should have spoken up.

I didn't really realize I was ignoring you. Honestly; we had just admited Mr. Deleyney and I was so busy... I assumed we were alright the morning after, you know... I had no clue that you really loved House, that I was his replacement or something. I know that you wanted someone to love, someone to love you.

I'm just sorry that you wanted House instead of me.

Allison, if you had said no to coming home with me, no before doing all the things we did, telling me no before we said the things we said, none of this pain I'm feeling would be here now. I know you are gone and, since you've passed on, all your pain is gone, too. But I think you've heaped all of this on me. I can't go on without knowing for sure, Cameron, if you really meant all you said in that letter to Cuddy.

I feel so used and old. I feel like something someone just picked up as a passing fancy instead of an actual person. I guess this is how women feel after men just have their way with them and leave, never to see them again. I guess this is sort of what happened; I just had my way with you and you left. And now I can never see you again.

I really loved you, Cam. I know I told that to you, and I won't forget how beautiful you looked, from the day I met you to the day you died. I loved you. I never acted on it for a serious relationship, though, because I took you for granted. I thought you would always be there, or at least be there long enough until I worked up the courage to actually take everything to the next level. I won't forget the way you felt in my arms that night or the way I held you in the hallway before you rushed out of the hospital.

If I wouldn't have ignored you, maybe I could have seen what you had for House, that egotistical bastard who never loved you. He took all he could from you except the one thing I took. And he gave you everything I didn't.

I like how short the chapter is and how heartfelt it is, too. I just want to get a lot of the emotional stuff over with so, when we reach the trial and everything, it will all flow better... Thanks so much for reading and I apologize again for the lack of updates. Now that I have worked on it for the first time in a week, I can pace myself again! Thanks and please review! Happy Reading!