I own nothing. Just my brain-but thats on lease to the government. . . This has some House/Cuddy moments, nothing graphic. . .the good stuff will be in the next chapter, the Chase/Cameron stuff
Chapter Four: Cameron and Her Job
The ceremony finished and the reception was in full swing. Cameron and Chase were glued at the hip next to Dr. Brennan and Booth. As they were dancing to a new song Cameron leaned in and whispered softly into Chase's ear. "Thank you."
"For what?" He asked, loosening his grip on her waist to looking her in the eye.
"For being there for me." She said tightening her grip around his neck, giving him a hug. "You have no idea how thankful I am for you."
"Allison, there is nothing I wouldn't do for you." He said wiping the tear that slipped from her eyes, and holding her close again, and both of their cellphones went off. "Chase."
and Cameron did the same.
It was House on a conference call. "Your patient went into convulsions." He said. "And her liver is failing."
"What?" said Cameron shocked. "She had full liver function before we left." Chase took her hand and led her into a hall way.
"I know that." Said House sarcastically.
"Has anything else happened?" Asked Chase, pulling Cameron to him and holding on her tightly.
"Just fever, last checked was over a hundred degrees." House added. "Foreman is running the blood again, we missed something."
"It could be an infection, from God. I don't' know." Said Cameron. "The seizure is caused by the fever."
"Could it be a reaction to the antibiotic?" asked Chase.
"I'm not sure yet. How fast can you get here?" House said.
"Two, at the tops." Said Cameron hanging up her phone, as did Chase.
"Go tell your sister, I'll go get the car." Said Chase running in the opposite direction.
"Liza." Said Allison, running up to the bride.
"What's wrong, Allison?" asked Liza, placing a hand on her arm.
"My patient went into convulsions, and her liver is failing." Said Allison in a rush. "I have to go. . .. "
"Alright." said Liza giving her sister a hug. "Have a safe trip back."
"I'm sorry." Said Allison.
"I understand, now go." Said Liza giving her a gentle shove, in the direction of the door.
She ran to the door, which Temperance and Seeley was standing near. "Chase told us." Said the Ph.D. giving her a hug.
"I missed you." Said Allison. "Come visit me some time."
"We'll try, we plan on driving back to DC and we have to drive through New Jersey." Said Seeley, also hugging her. "It was good to meet you."
"You too." She said running out of the room, and Chase's SUV was outside and she climbed in and he sped off.
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An hour and a half later, with stomachs rumbling, they drove through a Dunkin Donuts and continued on their way. "Thanks for stopping."
"No problem, Ally. I can hear your stomach from over here." He said with a smile.
"Don't blame me. I haven't eaten since breakfast." She said with a grin as they continued on their way.
"I'm not, wouldn't want a starving doctor on our hands, now would we?" He teased, leaning over the middle console and kissing her on the cheek. She blushed a deep red color as a car honked behind them, bringing them back to the real world.
It didn't take long for them to reach the hospital, he parked the SUV in the garage and lead her into the doors as they neared the elevators Cameron stopped suddenly, causing Chase to run into her. "Oof." He said turning to see what had stopped her. It was Cambree Jordan's father. "Isn't that. . ."
"Shh!" She said pulling him behind a pillar, looking surprised. "Yes, it is, but who is that doctor?"
Brent Jordan was hand-in-hand with a young blond doctor, almost looking excited with the conversation they were having. He leaned in and kissed her soundly causing her to giggle. "That's Jaimee Condor, she works in the emergency room." He said slowly. "She's new. I've only worked with her once, all she did was bat her eyes at me and giggle like a maniac. She's not the sharpest tool in the shed, I almost shocked her with the defibrillator because she touched the patient." Cameron frowned and pulled him into the elevator. "What?"
"Nothing." She said, her eyes narrowing.
They made it into the diagnosis room, where House was standing at the white board, Foreman, Cuddy and Wilson were sitting around the chairs arguing about the diagnosis. "Good your here. Differential isn't fun without the Aussie and . . . "Said House giving Cameron the once over, she was still in her black halter top dress. "And amazingly gorgeous one."
"Stop mentally undressing me, you had your chance." She snapped, shocking the entire room, including House. "I see you filled your void with the two of us gone."
"Yeah." Said House regaining composure. "They aren't as good as you are, I needed them for balance." Challenging her to snap back.
"I'm not going to get into a pissing contest with you, I'm going to run an EKG." She said leaving the room.
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." Said House looking at Chase. "Did you fall asleep, before she got any?"
"That's none of your business." Said Chase, following in Cameron's wake.
"That was completely out of line." Said Cuddy astonished.
"He was probably right." Said Wilson with a chuckle, Cuddy glared at him and then left.
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Cameron entered Cambree's room, it was empty except for the sleeping form of the girl. Gently shaking her sleeping form, "Cambree."
She slowly opened her eyes. "Ally! Your back." She said tiredly.
"Yes I am. How are you feeling today?" Asked Cameron, sitting next to the bed.
"I'm a little tired, Dr. Foreman said I had a seizure." Said the girl.
"Your supposed to feel tired after a seizure, it take a lot of energy." Said Cameron. "I need to run a test, to check how your heart is doing." Pulling out her stethoscope, listening to her heart beat.
She ran the EKG and frowned, she was right, the girl didn't go into cardiac arrest. "I'll be back later, Cambree."
Cameron walked back to the diagnostics room, gaining looks from all the males as she passed, to find House watching his soap opera. "She didn't go into cardiac arrest." She said, throwing some papers on to his desk. "Echocardiogram showed nothing, no signs of anything."
He looked at the papers leisurely, his began to frown. "Her chart says she did." He said and used his famous catch phrase. "Someone is lying."
"She did go into anaphylactic shock, but not even a first year med student could've made that mistake." Said Cameron, with a frown.
"Unless it wasn't a mistake." House said slowly. "Run a stick test, figure out what she is allergic to. I'll send Chase to help you when he comes back." And Cameron nodded, grabbing a kit and leaving the room.
She reentered Cambree's room, and Brent Jordan was sitting in the chair next to his daughter. "Doctor Cameron, wow you look beautiful." He said standing up, giving her the once over.
"Mr. Jordan that is out of line." She said formally, setting up her kit.
"I'm sorry, I've got a thing for beautiful women. Can you tell me what's going on?" asked Brent, standing close to Cameron.
"We don't know yet. I'm running a stick test, to test for allergens." She said uncomfortably, positioning the girl for the test.
"Dr. Foreman said liver failure, what have you given her to cause liver failure? And she didn't have a fever until. .. " Started Brent.
"Mr. Jordan, I don't know what's causing the liver failure. . . ."
"My liver?" Asked Cambree, her voice full of emotion. "What's wrong with my liver? Am I going to die?"
Brent glared at Cameron and pulled his daughter close to him. "No honey, your not going to die. Your liver is failing because of something the doctors did." He growled, Cambree's face grew with fear and she started to cry.
Cameron looked at Brent, in shock. "That's not true."
"Yes it is." Said Brent as Chase walked into the room.
"Dr. Cameron, can I have a word." He said, accent thick.
"Of course, please excuse me Mr. Jordan." She said following Chase out the door.
"Are you alright?" Asked Chase, placing his hands on her arms. She was tense and pale.
"That man is making me the bad guy, like its my fault her liver is failing." She started. "He is making me really uncomfortable, I haven't even started the test yet because he is making comments about the way I look and standing really close. . ."
"Do you want me to do it?" He asked, pulling her into a comforting hug. Before she could respond, the sound of screaming monitors broke them apart, and they ran into room.
Cambree was gasping for air. "She's going into respiratory distress." Said Cameron setting the bed down and Chase handed her an intubation kit. "O2 stats at 85."
"What the hell is happening?" Screamed Brent, trying to get close to his daughter.
"Get him out of here." Said Chase to a nurse, shoving past the distraught father and stabbed an Epinephrine pen into her thigh.
"I'm in." Said Cameron, grabbing the bag-valve-mask and forcing air into her lungs. With in minutes Cambree's vitals went back to a normal range. "What the hell? Anaphylaxis?"
"Its looking like it." Said Chase assessing pupils. "Something isn't right. I'm going to run her blood again. Foreman found the file you were looking for, its on House's desk."
"I'll read through it." She said, walking out of the door.
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An hour later, Cameron was sitting at House's desk, knee deep in Camille Jordan's medical file. The more she read, the more upset she became, Camille had the largest file she had ever seen. Ranging from common colds, bumps, and false pregnancies to the extreme way she died. Cameron read over the notes of the caesarian section performed on the woman, what struck her the most was how she ended up on the operating table.
Trauma, caused from a fall down flight of stairs was written in small cursive on the file, 30 weeks along, found by husband with lacerations to the forehead, from contact with an end table, significant blood loss. Time of Arrival 0045, 0207-02 stats dropped under 80. C-section performed by Doctor Montenegro. ...Cardiac arrest 0230...time of birth: Baby Boy Jordan 0233. . .. . Time of Death 0242. . . . . . .Baby Boy Jordan time of death 0510. . . . . .
She didn't notice that Chase walked into the office. "Cameron?" He asked startling her. She had tears running down cheeks and he kneeled in front of her. "What's wrong?"
"She didn't even make it to meet her baby, and he didn't make it either." She sobbed. "I don't know why I'm upset by it." Chase smiled and wrapped his arms around her.
"Its because your an amazing doctor who cares about her patients, and the fact your exhausted and not feeling well, isn't making it any better." He said softly. "You want me to take you home, I can get Wilson to keep an eye on Cambree for a while."
"No, I can make it. I will run home and take a shower. . ." She started, looking at her watch, reading 2100.
"And go to bed. I'm going to finish running my tests." He said kissing her forehead, and pulling her to her feet.
"You'll call me when you get them won't you?" She said as he ushered her out of the door.
"Of course." He said. "Go home."
She left the hospital and as she neared her apartment, her mind full of the days events and then it hit her, an epiphany. She slammed on her breaks, making a U-turn, she headed into the opposite direction.
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House was lazily plucking at his piano, Lisa Cuddy was sitting on the couch with folders on the coffee table. "Its nine thirty, don't you have something better to do?" He asked House slamming on the keys.
"You promised to help me sort through this." She said with a sigh.
"I didn't promise to find one half of your baby, you blackmailed me into that." He said bitterly.
"Well, if you stop playing around we could be done by now." She said, growing annoyed. "This is a really big decision."
"And you had to go this way in order to conceive, why? Go to the bar-get drunk, have a one night stand like everyone else. Its more fun that way." He said as there was a knock on the door.
Cuddy stood up and answered it out of habit. "Dr. Cameron, what a surprise."
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize he had company." She said turning around to leave.
"Don't worry about it, we weren't making any progress anyway." Said Lisa, moving out of the way and allowing Cameron into the apartment.
"Threesomes are more fun." Said House gaining a glare from Cuddy. "What brings you to my castle of love?"
"Its Munchausen's By Proxy." Said Cameron bluntly.
"What?" asked House and Cuddy together.
"It fits, it explains why she's so sick, yet she's not really." Cameron started to pace back and forth. "Brent Jordan is hanging with a doctor, who he has some kind of romantic tie with. . ." House just watched almost amused. "Chase called me out on a consult, leaving him alone with Cambree, not three minutes later she couldn't breathe."
"What is that have to do with anything? Patients are bound to go into respiratory distress. . . ." Started Cuddy.
"She didn't go into cardiac arrest in the ER. I ran the EKG and it was clear. I didn't get the stick test done because . .. and then she went into anaphylactic shock. The doctor Brent is seeing is the same one who admitted her into the ER and wrote on the chart that she went into cardiac arrest. When I gave her a physical before I left for New York, she had only a heart murmur that's it." She explained.
"The whole other doctor thing is all speculation." Said Cuddy aghast. "Your basing this theory on what?"
"Have you seen her mother's file? Its bigger than any pathology textbook, her mother was in the hospital more times that I am." Said Cameron exaggerating. "She died because of trauma to the brain, the baby died because of lack of oxygen. Brent Jordan sued that hospital and got a lot of money. I have a feeling that was Munchausens too."
Cuddy looked at House who was looking at the piano. "Aren't you going to say something?" she snapped.
"Why? I think she's got in under control. Don't listen to your mother Cameron." He said with a smirk. "Tell me more about this doctor."
"As Chase and I came in today, Brent was talking to a doctor in the clinic, I've never seen her before. I had asked Chase what her name was-I can't remember it now. She was tall, blond and looked dumber than a brick. She is the one supplying Brent with whatever caused her to go into anaphylactic shock, the first and the second time. Who knows what she has give him."
"This is hurting my head." Said Cuddy.
"I almost wrecked my car when it came to me." Said Cameron getting dizzy and swaying a bit.
"Sit down, Cameron." Said House firmly and standing up, hobbling over to her, feeling her lymphnode glands and then placing a hand on her forehead. "You are still sick, Miss Allison."
"I am not. Did you just call me Allison?" She asked, then growing pale. "Maybe I am." Closing her eyes and placing her head in her hands.
"When was the last time you ate anything?" Asked Cuddy worried.
Cameron thought for a second. "1:30, I had a couple of donuts."
"Well, I'll go make you something." Said Cuddy wandering to House's kitchen.
"Are you living together?" Asked Cameron weakly.
"Her house flooded about a week ago and is in the midst of being repaired." Said House. "and she can't resist my charm."
Cameron chuckled and then her breathing became shallow, she had fallen asleep. House smiled at his youngest duckling, brushed her bangs off her face and covered her with a blanket. He hobbled into the kitchen. "Don't bother, she fell asleep." He said to Cuddy as he picked up his cell phone.
"Who are you calling?" asked Cuddy
"Chase." He said. "He'll panic when she doesn't call, and I need him to keep an eye on Mr. Jordan."
"You believe her?" Asked Cuddy shocked. "I know she's a good doctor, but. . ."
"Its more than anyone else has come up with that adds up, we keep daddy dearest away and she gets better except for the liver failure." He explained as he dialed Chase's cellphone.
"This is Dr. Chase." Came the voice over the speaker phone.
"Dr. Chase this is Mark Ramose, calling about your visa." Said House with a smirk.
"House will you drop it about my visa, there is nothing wrong with it." Said Chase.
"Geez someone hasn't got any in a while." Said House gaining glares from Cuddy. "I'm just having some fun, Cameron fell asleep over here."
"What was she doing. . ."
"She had an idea and wanted to run it by me. Its Munchausens By Proxy." He explained, pulling Cuddy into his arms. "The father is doing it, with the aid of a doctor. That's what Cameron came up with. She fell asleep on my couch."
"If you give me twenty minutes, I'll come get her." Said Chase.
"Its alright, she'll be fine for tonight. You've been together for two strait days you need a break from each other." He was pushing Chase's buttons.
"What we do together is none of your business, House." Chase said defensively.
"Woah wallaby. I was only kidding. I need you to stay and keep an eye on the Jordan's, if daddy leaves go take a nap in my office. If he doesn't I want you to watch them closely."
"Alright." Said Chase tensely.
"Did you get the blood test back?" asked House, softly kissing Cuddy on the forehead.
"No, it should be done any time now." Said Chase, shuffling some papers around.
"OK." Said House, hanging up the phone.
"Your a jerk, you know that?" Said Cuddy, poking him in the ribs.
"Jerk? Who opened his arms and let you live in their apartment?" asked House, his lips went to her neck.
"The same one who tortures his staff, I don't know why I gave them to you." Said Cuddy toying with his shirt.
"Because you love me." Said House, lips not leaving her neck.
"God knows why." She sighed. "We should stop."
"Oh, right. We've got the child tonight." Said House walking back to the living room. "Help me take her into my bed."
"You can't carry her." Said Cuddy.
"She weighs all but 50 pounds. I can lift her." He argued.
"But you can't walk without your cane." Pointed Cuddy.
"That's where you come in, I just need the support on that side..." He said picking up Cameron with ease, Cuddy grabbing his arm and lead him into the bedroom. "Its a shame she really did look amazing in that dress."Laying her down gentally then taking Cuddy's hand and leading her out of the room, shutting the door softly.