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An hour later, Wilson found her was seated on the floor of the office, surrounded by patient's charts. The places looked like a bomb had hit it.

He knocked tentatively as he entered.

She looked up and sent him an attractive smile. "Hi."

He nodded in reply. "Wouldn't it be easier to look for a new case if the files were spread out on the conference room table?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth he could have kicked himself. They both glanced furtively towards the door leading to the room in question. Cameron had locked it and pulled the blinds.

She responded after a barely discernible pause: "The police said that they want us to stay out of there- something about it being a crime scene," she shrugged, "I wasn't really listening."

There was another pause before she went on in a warmer tone: "Besides, I'm not looking for a new patient- I got that done ages ago. They're on their way in now."

"What are you doing, then?"

"Catching up on charting," she grimaced, "I didn't realise there was so much to do when you're the boss."

He grinned at her, "I know, but think of all the perks!" Wilson stooped down to pick up a file as he spoke, "This isn't one of your charts," he directed a searching glance at her, "This is House's."

The young doctor glanced down at the floor before looking at him again: "Yeah, I guess it must have gotten mixed up with the other ones."

James checked another one.

"This is House's too. And this one. And so is this. Cameron, what's going on? Why are you doing House's work for him?"

She got to her feet and began to gather up the files, "House is in a coma. I don't think he's going to be doing them for a while- maybe not ever," she stopped abruptly and turned to face him, "I'm sorry Dr. Wilson. I should have asked you how you're coping."

He ran a hand through his hair as he replied: "I'm fine. I always knew something like this would happen. I just didn't realise he was going to get shot."

"If it helps, he's going to be ok," she tried to comfort him, "His SATS have stabilised and his brain function is normal. We're just going to have to wait until he comes out of the coma."

He sent her a look that plainly showed that he was surprised at her knowledge of House's condition, after all, she wasn't one of his doctors. But he didn't say anything, he merely asked: "Have you been to see him?"

Was it his imagination or did she seem a little uncomfortable at the question.

"Well, he's in a coma. I didn't think there was any point."

"Cameron-"

She cut across him: "Listen Wilson, I have clinic duty. I've really got to go. But come and talk to me anytime you like- night or day," she reached forward and briefly clasped his arm, "I do mean that, ok? And you hang in there."

She was halfway to the door before the sound of his voice stopped her again.

"Are you ok, Cameron?" He sounded concerned.

Even her wide smile couldn't hide how tired she looked.

"Sure, why wouldn't I be?"

And with that, she made a swift exit.

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