Disclaimer: Still don't own House M.D. Womp
AN: I hate being a procrastinator. I'm sorry I suck.
Rated M.
Chapter 2
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Cameron looked at her pager. Chaos in the ER meant that her shift will not end for another few hours.
"I gotta go, they need me in the ER" She spoke. House just waved her off and continued to play the game of Hangman.
Once she got down to the ER she grew angry. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. There was no real rush. She wanted to speak to one of the head nurses about how she told them to not call her down unless it's an emergency; however, another nurse approached her from behind and tapped her shoulder.
"Excuse me, are you Dr. Allison Cameron?" She asked shyly.
"Yes. Why was I paged to come down here?" The sentence came out a bit more rudely than she intended. The nurse looked at her clipboard.
"There has been a hit and run. The victim is a young female. The paramedics wrote down that 'Allison Cameron' were the last words she said before she blacked out." Cameron just looked at the speaking nurse with confusion. "The victim has been identified as Dr. Remy Hadley."
Cameron's jaw dropped. She said my name? She grabbed the clipboard from the nurse and ran toward the only area that had the curtains drawn. She forcefully pulled them open and the clipboard dropped immediately. The papers fell off the clipboard once it made contact with the floor and scattered around in slow motion.
An unexpected tear streaked down Cameron's face as she walked closer to Thirteen.
"Was there alcohol or drugs in her system when she got hit!" Cameron yelled at the other nurse who was picking up the patient notes up off the floor.
"Umm. No. She's clean. They did find her across the street from a bar." The nurse placed the clipboard on the bed. She turned around to leave then Cameron whispered to herself "She Listened."
The damage done to Thirteen was quite extensive. There was a broken wrist and raw palms. It was most likely the cause of her falling on the concrete after she was hit. A couple of broken ribs that ended up causing her trouble breathing and some internal bleeding as well as a concussion.
It took Cameron a while for the initial shock to wear off. The whole time, Cameron just sat next to Thirteen on the hospital bed; holding Thirteen's hand. She was constantly crying with her head down. Every time she calmed down and looked up to se Thirteen's face, she would break down again. Thirteen's face had been bruised from her right cheekbone all the way down to her chin. It pained her to see her so damaged.
Cameron eventually started talking to the comatose Thirteen. Knowing that there is pretty much no chance that Thirteen could hear her, and is she did hear she most likely will not remember any of it when she recovers…..That's if she recovers.
Cameron touched Thirteen's cheek and began speaking.
"What did you do to yourself Remy? How could you let this happen? For the first time in months I was able to work up the courage to subtly let you know that I've grown to have feeling towards you and you go and get yourself hit by a car." She slid her thumb over Thirteen's lips and continued.
"You have always been so mysterious. Never an emotion out of place, never anything that would let anyone know that you're not ok or that you're scared. Not even House knows what goes on in that pretty head of yours. Every once in a while, however, you would slip up in front of me. You think I don't notice, but I do. "
She went on to hold Thirteen's hand.
"And it was during those moments that I fell in love with the person that you are hiding inside."
Someone cleared their throat behind her and Cameron turned around looking like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Dr. Cameron, can I please see you in my office?"
Cameron looked puzzled but nodded her head before turning back to Thirteen and rubbing her thumb over the top of her still hand. She eventually let go and wiped away the last tear as she followed Dr. Cuddy to her office.
As soon as Cameron stepped through the door Cuddy closed it and asked her to make herself comfortable on the couch.
"I heard what you said to her, well most of it anyway." Cuddy simply stated.
"I'm sorry. It's not like she heard me. When she wakes up it will be as if it never happened. I promise I will make it all go back to normal." Cameron spoke while looking at the floor.
"Actually, I was hoping for the complete opposite. You see, Thirteen will most likely have some memory loss. I want you to be the one to help her remember. There is no one better for the job considering how much you care for her. Of course, such a relationship is looked down upon employees, but I can adjust my view for now. She's no longer an employee, she one of the patients."