Disclaimer: don't own House *cries*

A/N: Bit gutted I hardly got any reviews for the last chapter. Please tell me if I'm just wasting my time on this fic...

Cameron didn't know how long she had lain there. She wasn't aware of anything, not the cold wind that whipped around her delicate body, nor the dirty mound beneath her. She couldn't feel the pain in her ribs or on her face or between her legs, she was completely numb. After what seemed like an eternity to Cameron but in reality was only about twenty minutes did she feel able to try and move. She tried to sit up but as she did she was hit with a nausea – inducing bolt of pain from her ribs. She quickly abandoned that idea as she felt her eyes fill with tears. Instead, she slowly moved her arm to try and reach her mobile phone. She gasped in pain as she did, every little movement excruciating for her. Eventually she managed to pull it from her pocket and she quickly dialled for an ambulance, panting hard from the exertion. She told the operator where she was, placing emphasis on the fact that she was in a clump of bushes and that she couldn't really move.

Ten minutes later the ambulance arrived, the paramedics quickly searching the bushes for her. When they found her Cameron was fighting to stay conscious, the pain too much for her. Just one look at her told the paramedics what had happened. They covered her over with a blanket and gently lifted her onto a stretcher. She was still fighting to stay awake, and when she heard one of the paramedic's say "we'll head to Princeton Plainsboro, it's closer," Cameron managed to gasp "NO! NO! P-Princeton...General...p-please..."

The paramedics looked at each other before nodding. By the time they had arrived there Cameron was unconscious and was immediately taken to the ER. The paramedics told her attending doctor that the police needed to be called and a rape kit had to be done. She nodded sadly and told one of the nurses to call the police as a rape victim had been admitted. Cameron's attending did not want to do a rape kit on her whilst she was still unconscious just in case she woke up whilst it was going on, so she took samples from underneath her fingernails and cleaned up her bruised face.

Cameron woke up groaning slightly. As her eyes adjusted to the light she saw she was in hospital and next to her bed stood a female doctor and two male police officers. She opened her mouth to speak but instead her throat felt like it was closing up and she began to cry. Her attending gently took her hand and in a gentle tone asked "can you tell us your name?"

Cameron swallowed another sob and nodded slowly before choking out "A – Allison...Cameron."

Her attending widened her eyes as she asked "Doctor Allison Cameron? You work over at Princeton Plainsboro don't you?"

Cameron nodded slowly, her chin trembling. The attending doctor, whose name was Ruth Jones, placated her by saying gently "it's ok, it's ok. Allison, we have reason to believe you have been raped. Would you be willing to speak to the police and allow us to do a rape kit?"

Cameron whimpered slightly but nodded her assent. One of the policemen stepped forward, saying "Doctor Cameron, my name is Detective Elliot Bayers and this is my associate Sergeant Jonathon Hartin. I'm so sorry for what happened to you. By giving us a statement and giving us permission to do the sexual assault kit it gives us a much better chance of catching whoever did it. I must warn you though, a sexual assault kit can be very - "

Cameron's tears subsided slightly as she looked up at the two policemen as she interrupted him, her voice deceptively calm "detective, I would appreciate it if you did not patronise me. I am a doctor and I have done my fair share of rape kits. I know what it entails and how traumatising it can be."

The detective merely nodded as Ruth quietly says to Cameron "I'm going to have to ask you to change into this gown for the examination. After that, I'll give you some scrubs to change into. Is that alright?"

Cameron nods silently and Ruth ushers the two policemen out so Cameron can get undressed. She sighs sadly and slides out of bed. It is only when she goes to remove her top do her ribs protest and she gasps in pain. Ruth, who had obviously been waiting outside, rushes in "what's wrong?"

Wrapping her arms around herself in order to try and support her ribs Cameron replies "m-my ribs."

Ruth nods and gently helps Cameron to remove her top and is unable to prevent herself from gasping in shock. Bruises were already starting to show against Cameron's alabaster skin over her side and back. Managing to compose herself Ruth gently says "Allison, I'm going to have to take photos of these for evidence ok?"

Cameron nods and stands as still as a statue whilst Ruth takes pictures of her various injuries. After that Cameron is vaguely aware of being helped onto the bed and the sexual assault kit being done. Even though Ruth took the time to tell her what she was doing next and why, to Cameron it was like she was floating above her body, watching the procedure from above. She remained calm throughout the entire procedure, Ruth's voice a distant drone in the back of her mind as one person ran through her thoughts, preventing her from having hysterics.
She thought of House and his cerulean blue eyes and how they seemed to change colour depending on his mood; how they got brighter and twinkled when he was messing with Wilson or Cuddy and how they got darker, making him look slightly dangerous when he was in pain.

"Allison?" A soft voice brought Cameron out of her thoughts about House's impossibly blue eyes and she turned her head to look at Ruth.

"Yes?" She replied, her voice tired and monotone.

"We are going to take you for an x – ray to check your ribs aren't broken. We are then going to take care of the rest of your wounds. The police are then going to need to take a statement, is that alright?"

Cameron nodded her head and allowed her thoughts to drift back to House and she once again became unaware of what was going on around her. Her x – rays revealed her ribs were not broken but were merely cracked, so Ruth bound them for Cameron and prescribed her some painkillers. She also bandaged Cameron's wrists, which were raw and bruised from the rope she had been tied with. Ruth helped her to change from the revealing hospital gown into scrubs and the police were eventually let in to take her statement.

It was only once Cameron had given her statement was she left alone. Silent tears trickled down her bruised face and she longed for someone to come and comfort her. That someone specifically being House but she knew it was not in his nature to comfort, which only made her weep harder. Once her tears had subsided she called for Ruth. When she entered Cameron immediately said "I want to go home."

Ruth blinked before saying "I'm sorry Doctor Cameron. You have just gone through a traumatic experience and I would not recommend you be left alone..."

Cameron did not allow her to finish "I don't care! Give me my discharge forms!"

Ruth sighed "you are aware you are going to be signing out AMA?"

Cameron nods and slides out of bed, slipping on her shoes just as Ruth returns with the discharge papers. As Cameron signed them Ruth asked "is there nothing I can say that will persuade you to stay?"

"No. Thank you for all you have done. Please don't take this the wrong way but I hope never to have to see you again."

As she walked out of the ER, doctors and nurses who had been unaware of her presence gaped at her in shock but Cameron didn't notice any of them as she walked out of the hospital and hailed a cab. She simply wanted to go home and curl up under her mattress and end the worst night of her life.

A/N: I'm not entirely happy with this chapter but could you review and let me know what you think anyway? Thanks!