Masked Mystery
C2: Pain and Promises
Just want to say thanks to all the people who read and reviewed my late post. I forgot to post a disclaimer last chapter and so I'm going to post one this time for both chapters and thanks to halogurl10 for reminding me.
Disclaimer: I own House... well actually I don't but a girl can dream, cant she?
Dee stood at the end of the field holding her father's hand. She was counting the stars in the sky and naming them all whilst her father tried his hardest to teach her their real names.
"That one can be Edward and that one can be Ellen; after Aunty Ellen and Uncle Edward."
The man laughed at her and gave in.
"Which one is going to be called Uncle Rowan?" He asked the little girl. Dee froze upon hearing the name. Her heart rate elevated and her breaths became shallow.
"Daddy, I need to tell you something about Uncle Rowan. He's... he's not very nice to me and he doesn't do very nice things. He raped me and he hits me, daddy. He can't have a star. He won't be going up to heaven with all the angels. He's going to be sent down because he does wrong." The father took in the girls words slowly. His daughter looked up at him, waiting for him to hug her and tell her it would all be alright.
He didn't do any of that. He never reassured her either. He slapped her instead.
House watched Cameron sleeping on the couch. She seemed troubled in her dreams. When he mentioned this, however, Dark Vader glared at him.
"You just gave her a panic attack! Of course she's troubled!" House rolled his eyes at Foreman and turned his attention to Cameron, who had now started muttering in her sleep.
"Don't let him get me. Don't let him get me. You promised you'd help me. Please don't leave me. Get away from me. GET OFF ME!!!" Cameron punched House in the face and woke up immediately, covered in sweat.
House gasped in pain and clutched his face. He never stopped watching Cameron for one second.
She gaped at House's bloody face and bent down to try and help him.
"Sing for me, Dee." House muttered into her ear. She drew back instantly from House and stormed out the room in an angry fluster. Foreman and Chase just looked at House.
"Do you have to provoke her? Whoever this Dee Michaels is, she obviously doesn't want to talk about her." Chase frowned.
"Who is Dee Michaels?" House laughed at the Wombat's stupidity.
"You should know; you worked with her for three years!"
Chase gasped and frowned in confusion whilst watching House leave the room. Foreman just stood there with his mouth open, speechless.
"Um... should we Google Dee Michaels?" Foreman fought against the rising curiosity in his chest and replaced it with respect before he answered Chase.
"I don't think so. Cameron obviously wanted it a secret, maybe we should respect that. House is expected to do things like this but we shouldn't." Foreman seemed to be trying to convince himself and each sentence sounded like a question. Chase didn't look convinced but sighed and nodded in false agreement.
As soon as Foreman left, Chase walked over to the computer and turned on Google. He typed in 'Dee Michaels' and found the same site House had. After reading all the posts on the site, and becoming even more suspicious than he was before, he navigated to the next site that had appeared on Google.
It was a newspaper site which now showed four articles about a girl named Dee Michaels.
Dee Michaels Disappearance
Investigators reach dead end with disappearance
Dee Michaels lost one year today
Dee Michaels' Uncle Suspected
Chase clicked on the last story and read the whole article.
Dee Michaels, now 16, was lost a year ago. For that year, no new leads or suspects were found but new investigator provides potential suspect. Is it possible that the girls' uncle could've been cause for her to run away or commit suicide? After investigation of the house, police found traces of the girl's blood. Rowan Michaels was taken into custody after the discovery and investigators are trying hard to solve this long outstanding mystery. Dee Michaels is still missing. The question is really: Are we looking for her body or her being?
Chase read the article three times before realising somebody was behind him. He realised who it was and cursed himself for not noticing her when she had come in. He turned off the computer before turning to face her with a grave face.
Cameron just kept looking at the floor, a single tear making its way down her cheek and dripping onto the carpet. Chase cleared his throat.
"What happened?" Cameron shook her head as another tear escaped.
"You're Dee Michaels though." After receiving confirmation off Cameron, Chase continued. "Was it your uncle that made you run away?" He watched as Cameron's eyes grew wide and she grimaced at the man who terrified her to the core. She didn't nod or shake her head, instead she spoke.
"My uncle killed my mother. My father helped him. That's when I ran away. It was actually pretty easy to do. I got my stuff and some money and left. Of course, the police never linked the killing and my disappearance to the men. I wasn't reported missing until a month and a half later. My mother had died all by herself. That's what the police thought. They assumed I killed myself after her death and that's why they gave up on the investigation so easily."
Chase listened intently. He noted how stiff Cameron seemed to be and the fact that she never looked up from the carpet. He was surprised how she said it all without even shedding a tear and he realised how flat her voice sounded. He guess that he would've emotionally detached himself from a story like that if it had been his past.
He nodded. She had told him a lot but he didn't want to press her for any information that she didn't want to give.
Cameron stood up and walked out without saying another word. She could see that Chase had been thinking all the time she was speaking and all the time afterwards too.
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House smirked to himself as he picked up the phone and dialled the number. He waited patiently for the man on the other side to pick up.
"Hello? Who is it?" The gruff voice demanded. He must have a cold, House suspected.
"Rowan Michaels, this is Gregory House. I work with your niece, Dee." There was a pause.
"Dee? I'm sorry but she's been missing for a long time now. You must be mistaken." House smirked to himself. He didn't realise what danger Ally would face from him making this call.
"I know. Just come to Princeton Plainsborough Teaching Hospital tomorrow morning and ask for Allison Cameron. I think you might be surprised." There was a pause of about ten seconds before the man on the other end hung up.
House was pleased with himself. He knew that he could find out a lot more from the man he was sure was coming to the hospital. He was only slightly worried that Cameron might have another panic attack. She'd had a panic attack at the very mention of the man's name. That made House question what would happen when he turned up.
Okay, so I don't actually know where I'm going with this so suggestions are welcome. I will probably update later today because I have a sprained ankle and nothing better to do. Reviews are appreciated even if they're not particularly flattering. Just try not to be too harsh; this is my first fanfiction.