Author's Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to write another chapter guys. I was having serious computer problems. But now I have a new one so that shouldn't be a problem anymore. And plus I have the story finished so you won't have to wait to long for a chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize.

Pairings: Cameron/House

Chapter 6

"Time of death...8:20 a.m." those words echoed over and over in Cameron's mind. "No." she said forcefully as she pushed the door open. Her hands were shaking something terrible and he heart beat was through the roof. "Do it again." she demanded.

Chase sighed, "Cameron, he's gone." he said in nothing more then his usual accent. It didn't suprise Cameron really that there was no emotion in Chase's voice. House and Chase never really got along.

Just as Cameron was about to grab the paddles from him House's machine began to beep slowly. Both Cameron and Wilson let out a sigh of relief and Foreman closed his eyes. He never thought he would have to see his boss die let alone come back to life. Cameron turned to give Chase an icy glare that meant business. He looked away shamefully and with one quick movement Cameron excited the room.

Cameron didn't know how long she was out of it but the sun had long since vanished beneath the sky. She felt a strong hand cup her shoulder, shaking her gently, "Cam. Wake up."

Cameron didn't know who the voice was her ears and mind still laced with sleep. Cameron stretched a little and rubbed the much needed sleep from her eyes, "What happend?" she asked.

"He's awake." Wilson said simply, "He's asking for you."

That was all she needed to hear before she was up off the couch and practically running down the hall to his oom.

"Let me guess." Cameron heared House said roughly from the hall. "Wilson was the one to leave these ridiclous bruises on my chest." House said. "I should sue."

Foreman laughed lightly, "He saved your life." he said as he gave House a look.

House gave Foreman one of his own looks, "Well of course he did. Who else would be his best friend?" he asked sarcastically.

Wilson shook his head a little as he entered the room. "I have other friends." he stated more under his breath then outloud.

"Who your mommy and daddy?" House asked in a baby voice. Wilson just shook his head and leaned against the wall. House then looked over at Chase "And let me guess." he began. "You were the one who wanted to call it." he said. "Makes since. You have always hated me." he then looked over at Foreman, "And you...well I have no sarcastic comment for you. But come back later I'm sure i'll think something up."

Foreman just laughed lightly his eyes catching Cameron in the doorway. "Cameron was the one to persist we keep trying." he said, making her presence known. Cameron swallowed roughly and entered the room.

House looked over at her and could tell she had been crying. You didn't have to know Cameron for very long to know how she worked. What set her off, what made her happy, what foods she liked, which ones she hated. And you didn't have to know her very long to be able to know how broken she looked inside. "Thank you." he whispered.

Cameron stared straight back at him. "It was Wilson who did all the work." she found herself saying.

House nodded slowly and looked down at his bed. Wilson suddenly cleared his throat. "Well I've got patients to see." he said as he left the room.

Foreman took his cue, "Cuddy has me filling in for your clinic hours." he said as he left the room.

Chase nodded slightly, "I...have..uh..paperwork." he muttered as he left the room as well.

Cameron shifted her weight uncomfortable, keeping her distance. "What do you remember?" she asked nervously. She couldn't believe that he was actually awake and talking. When just a few hours ago he was clinging on for dear life. She used to always question it when these things happend but now she wasn't going to.

House looked up at her slowly. He saw how broken she looked and knew that he did that to her, "Not much." he said quietly. "Just the sound of a car horn."

Cameron nodded, "Anythng else?" she asked hopefully.

House new what she meant but he couldn't find the energy to tell her he remembered what happend between them. "No." he lied. "Should I?" he asked slowly.

Cameron found her heart breaking all over again, "No." she whispered back. As the silence engulfed them Cameron found herself getting more and more uncomfortable. "Do you need anything?" she asked.

House looked at her for a minute and shook his head, "No."

Cameron gave him a simple nod, "Then you should probably get some rest." she said in her usual Cameron tone before exiting the room and closing the door behind her. Closing the door on them once again.

TBC...