A/N: So, here´s chapter 3. Now we will found out how Cam´s vacation is starting. I hope you enjoy it. Reviews would be lovely :-) Btw the characters are sadly not mine.

Chapter 3

My first week back in my job and at the ER was a really stressful one but nonetheless I enjoyed being back again. After the mess I call my life, it was nice to do something as simple as working but nonetheless I know that Wilson is right about me needing some time to relax. I really have some restless weeks behind me and maybe my vacation would give me the strength and energy I need to start over again. After every working day, I go to the city doing some shopping. I can´t hardly believe how many working clothes I own. To be honest, I don´t even have many casual clothes that are suitable for a summer vacation. Although I never been the kind of woman who enjoys hardcore-shopping but buying these colorful summer clothes is really enjoyable and soon my suitcase is filled with light tops, skinny jeans and new summer shoes. Of course I also got some new summer dresses and even new sun glasses.

By the end of the week, I find myself counting the hours until Sunday and finally flying away from everything around me.

Nonetheless my mind is drifting back to House far too often and I can´t help but worry about him. Of course I am talking a lot with Wilson but he isn´t telling me much. I even thought about visiting my old boss but what should I say?

"Hi House, just wanted to say hello. I am back but first I leave again for a vacation. See you in two weeks."

It would make no sense and I am not even sure whether I am ready to face him again. He makes me feel far too often like an unsure little girl with a crush. No wonder he still thinks I am one although I know better. That thing between us is more than just a crush. I still feel the electricity whenever our bodies or eyes met and I know he felt it, too. Somehow the sparkles never died away, even after the three years I worked for him. This isn´t a crush and it never was one for me. It´s pure love mixed with admiration, desire and even protectiveness. I really wish I could protect him from this world that has never been easy on him. I wish I could take away his pain and give him his leg back. Hell, I even wish I could give him one of my legs, even though it sounds really cheesy. I want to make him happy but I never wanted to fix him.

Finally it´s Friday and it´s my last day of work before my vacation starts. I sigh relieved when the clock tells me that I can go home since the whole day was just stressful and there was not even a minute left for a real break. I switch the lamp on my desk off when I see Cuddy entering my office, smiling brightly at me.

"So Dr. Cameron, ready to start your vacation? I´ve heard that Tenerife is a great place to relax."

I nod and smile back politely but then a question invades my mind.

"How did you know that I am flying to Tenerife?"

"Doctor Wilson told me. I hope you´ll find enough time to relax since you never know what will happen or whom you might met. Who knows, maybe you´ll even find your true love there. Well, whatever happens, stay calm and enjoy it! See you in two weeks!"

Without giving me time to respond to this quite strange speech, she waves her hand and disappears. Sometimes I really think I work at a madhouse.

It´s Saturday night and although I have much time to relax and sleep before my cab comes, I am ready to leave. My things are packed and double-checked but my mind just won´t calm down and somehow I feel bad for leaving House behind again. Maybe I should have stayed and tried to help him, no matter what Wilson said. Maybe I should have said at least hello to him before I leave. Without really knowing what I will do, I find myself sitting in my car and heading to House. I just want to see whether he´s at home and if he´s alone or if I can see Wilson´s car somewhere. Maybe I could hear him playing his piano when the windows are open. I don´t need to consider what to do anymore when I reach his apartment and see the darkness behind the windows. I can´t help but panic. I already see him on the floor, dead from an overdose or maybe he fell and can´t stand or maybe…

I run to the door and ring like mad but no answer. Taking my cell phone I call Wilson and almost scream into his ear when I hear him answering.

"Wilson, it´s me. House, he´s not opening the door! I am worried! Should we call the police or…"

"Allison, calm down for heaven´s sake! Everything is okay. House isn´t at home and there´s no need to worry about him."

How can he stay that calm and what´s wrong with House?

"Where is he, Wilson? Is he staying with you? Is he okay?"

There´s a short silence and finally I can hear him again.

"House is really okay and he´s not staying with me. He´s just…. away…. Guess he got bored or something. He´s in a better place and I don´t mean the heaven or a strip bar. Look Ally, just trust me. You will see him soon again. I promise. Now go home and enjoy your House-free time as long as possible. Sorry, I have to go."

I have no idea what to think about all this – a weird conversation with Cuddy and Wilson in one day and then House is gone. I really hope he´s okay but I have to trust Wilson as his best friend and so I drive back home again into a long and restless night.

When I finally enter the cab the next day, I feel worse than ever. I´ve spend the night tossing around in my bed, thinking of House or having nightmares. I guess I need a vacation more than ever and I am glad that I am finally able to sleep at the plane. It really feels good right now to flee from everything.

When I leave the plane hours later and go out with my suit case, I can suddenly feel the bright sun on my skin again and I can´t help but smile. The air feels so warm and fresh here and time seems to stand still on this beautiful island. I look around and suddenly the pain is my chest is back again and I feel the loneliness again. I see many happy couples around me and for a minute I think whether it was wrong to leave Chase but there´s no sense in thinking about this since it´s too late. At least I am not living a lie anymore but it´s still hard and painful. Sensing my inner tiredness again, I give up thinking and take a cab that brings me to the hotel I chose not long ago with Wilson. I don´t even look around much. All I need right now is more sleep and there is still plenty of time until dinner. Without a last thought, I fell on the hotel bed, not even bothering to undress, just happy to let the sleep overtake my body and soul.