Hello all, thank you for the wondeful reviews once more, i'm really lucky to have readers as wonderful as you all are. This is a short chapter but the next will be a longer one, promise.

Hameron forever, as always, Nic.

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"You've finished packing?"

Her voice was anxious and he smiled, finding it endearing.

"Yes"

"What time is Wilson picking you up?"

"Anytime now"

He looked around, surprised at how bare the room looked now. He had not realised how much of a home he had made it.

"You're staying with him?"

He nodded softly and turned his attention to his hands, still somehow naked without his cane.

She sat down next to him and took his hand softly in hers. He watched as she laced her fingers with his, fitting so perfectly that at one point he could not tell which fingers were his and which fingers were hers. He smiled, her new found confidence around him something that still made him smile within, a private indulgence. She had visited often, become his signal fire in a world that had frequently pulled him under water, leaving him unable to catch his breath. She was there, standing beside Wilson, reaching out for his hand and pulling him back up to the surface, even now it still amazed him that he could now find solace in the simple act of holding her hand.

He ran his thumb over her knuckles and inhaled deeply with the weight of the words he felt rising from within, the question that had always been there whispering in his ear.

"Does he know that you are here?"

"Why does it matter?"

He heard the sadness in her voice.

"It matters to me"

"Why?"

"Because your motives interest me"

He looked up at her, her blue eyes hiding nothing from him as she searched for the words he needed to hear.

"It's never that simple"

He wants to tell her that it is, that life can be as simple as you want it to be, and claim the kiss he has longed for since she returned to him once more but distant footsteps announced an impending arrival.

Cameron instinctively removed her hand before standing up, reaching for her coat and putting it on. He watched her fingers, saw the hesitancy in her movements and when she finally looked at him, the confusion in her features.

He stood up, wanting to hold her close, willing to risk the consequence but as he stepped towards her Wilson's appearance stopped him.

"Hey, you ready?"

His attention quickly turned to Cameron, surprised by her presence.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

She smiled.

"Just wanted to wish him luck..."

She made a point of turning towards House with a paternal look, making Wilson grin.

"..and i thought you might need some help"

Her explanation seemed to appease him and he turned towards House, smile and voice trying to convey enthusiasm.

"Great, ok let's get these boxes loaded. House, you ready?"

He found Cameron's gaze with an ease he embraced now. She smiled, a smile conveying far more than words ever could and he felt himself begin to smile also.

"Yes, I'm ready"