Remy made her way into the Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. She was greeted by a few of the nurses, bidding her a good morning and whatnot. She gingerly walked past the clinic, fully aware that Lisa may or may not be there. She kept kicking herself, frustrated at her overwhelming sense of pride that prevented her from going in there and begging for Lisa to come back to her. She waited so long just to ask her to that benefit…

She made her way to the elevator and was surprised to see House sitting in wheelchair in the middle of the elevator. House gave her a smug smile and moved back to allow her some room. The elevator doors slowly closed. House then began conversation in his usual sarcastic tone,

"No kiss from Cuddy this morning?" Thirteen just ignored his question. There was a brief hiatus of silence. Then Thirteen asked,

"Why the wheelchair?"

"I need my parking space back. New doctor in the oncology lab is all up on my jock. She has the space thirty four feet from the door. My space now is about fifty four feet away. That is entirely too much. She has horsepower on that chair for a reason."

There was another pause in the conversation. Then House replied in a more serious tone,

"She's miserable, you know." Thirteen merely stared at House, whose eyes were focused on the increasing numbers on the panel above the elevator door.

"What makes you say that?" Thirteen asked. Then the elevator door opened.

"Ask Cameron." With that he wheeled out of the elevator leaving a stunned Thirteen.

Thirteen went down to the emergency room and searched around for a familiar face. Her eyes then focused upon the blonde and she made her way over to her. Cameron was just finishing some minor stitches and removed her gloves. The small boy who she had just tended to smiled and made his way over to his mom. Cameron made her way over to Thirteen.

"Hey, what's going on?" Cameron asked Thirteen.

"I was wondering if you could tell me about Lisa. You know, how she's doing." Thirteen inquired.

"Are you hungry?" Cameron asked.

"It's only ten o clock." Thirteen said.

"Then let's grab some coffee."

The cafeteria was relatively empty, minus a few doctors and nurses here and there. Cameron and Thirteen were sitting at a table by the wall. Thirteen was staring at her cup of coffee.

"She is really upset. She was tossing around the words 'used' and 'played' and other not so endearing terms." Cameron said.

"What exactly did she say?"

Cameron looked at Thirteen with concern in her eyes.

Cameron made her way to Cuddy's office that Thursday evening with the final report on the young girl with Sickle Cell Anemia. She noticed through the window that Cuddy was on her couch, but it was not until she entered the room that her heart broke.

She opened the door and saw Cuddy's tear stained face. Once Cuddy noticed Cameron was in the room, she tried to wipe some of her tears away from her cheeks. Cameron quietly shut the door behind her and placed the folder on the coffee table. She then took a seat next to Cuddy and took her hand. Cuddy resisted slightly at first, but then she saw the concern in Cameron's eyes.

"You need to talk?" Cameron asked. Cuddy did not immediately respond. She kept staring at her knees and the bunched up tissue in her hand. Cuddy began to speak with a raspy voice,

"I thought I meant more to her than that, you know? I thought that all the things she said, weren't just hollow words to her." Tears began streaming from Cuddy's eyes.

"I didn't mean it when I called her insensitive. I didn't mean all that I said, but she just was so angry with me. I didn't know why. It was my fault."

Cameron stared at the floor,

"Cuddy in all the years I have known you, I have never seen you like this. I'm sure she had a good reason for what she said."

Cuddy withdrew her hand from Cameron's. She brushed her tears from her cheeks,

"I'm sorry I unloaded that on you. I have work to do." Cuddy rose from her couch and brushed out the wrinkles in her skirt. She then proceeded to leave her office, but stopped short and looked at the ground,

"Can you not tell anyone that you saw me like this?" Cameron exhaled deeply,

"You have my word."

Cuddy nodded and proceeded into the Clinic.

"She's really hurting right now, Remy. You need to talk to her. And you need to talk about what happened. Why did you do what you did?"

Thirteen stared at her coffee,

"None of this was her fault. This was all my fault."

"So what happened?"

Tears began to form in Thirteen's eyes. She began picking at her coffee cup,

"You have a while?"

Cameron nodded and gave a small, comforting smile. Thirteen began….