The Mute Button

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House saw Cameron come into the office next door to the one he was in. She looked tired and worn out. She wasn't wearing any bright colours and all her clothes were dark and her hair hung loosely, like she hadn't bothered to brush it or put it up today. He knew why. He knew that he had caused her worst nightmare to arrive but she'd have to get over it. He left yesterday so she should be okay.

But she wasn't. She wasn't talking to the others, she wasn't making coffee and she wasn't smiling. It was depressing to watch her, but he would do it anyway.

Allison sat down at the table and sighed. House was so obviously staring at her but he didn't seem to realise that she knew that he was watching her from the other side of the glass.

After House had sent Foreman and Chase off to do House's clinic hours, he turned to Cameron. She still hadn't spoken in over two hours.

"What did he do to you?" He asked. She knew who he meant but she wasn't about to give anything away. She just looked at him. They say a look can say a thousand words but the look Cameron gave House didn't say anything at all.

"Oh, come on Cameron! You're tired and worn out! You didn't brush your hair this morning! Your clothes are dark and are probably hiding at least five big bruises and you haven't talked to anybody since you got here! It's like you're a TV and someone hit the mute button!" Cameron looked down.

"Sorry." She croaked. House fumed and grabbed her arm.

"What are you hiding?" He grabbed her arm and she flinched in pain.

Why is she flinching? House thought to himself. He pulled up her sleeve expecting to see a bruise but he didn't. It was something he knew that Rowan couldn't have done. Not unless he carried a razor around with him.

He stared at Cameron. She looked at the ground and turned red. Her heart raced from been found out and she tried to pull away from House but he held her in a vice-like grip.

"Cameron..."

"No, House." Cameron made eye contact with House and he was taken aback by how angry she seemed and how fierce her eyes seemed.

"Rowan didn't do this." House studied Cameron's face. She sighed.

"No, he didn't." She confirmed. She was struggling to breathe steadily and her heart had gone into overdrive. She was dangerously close to having a panic attack and House didn't miss this.

"You did it." He didn't tear his eyes away; he was desperate for her to tell him that she hadn't done it. She hadn't caused all the scars that covered her arms.

"I did it." House let go of his arm and went out of the office, slamming the door. Foreman and Chase had come in earlier, and both she and House had been too busy to notice.

"How much of that did you hear?" She asked as though she already knew and Foreman confirmed her suspicions.

"Enough. Why did you do it Cameron? Don't turn around. Look at me. Why?" Cameron completely ignored Foreman and walked out of the diagnostics office. She walked out of the hospital and just kept on walking. She didn't know where she was going; she had long passed her car.

"I told you I would be watching you. Did you not believe me?" Cameron turned and saw the man she feared most. Her jaw shook with fright as he yanked her into an ally. But she realised that he wasn't alone. There stood her father and three other man. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened as she prepared to scream but she didn't have the chance.

Her father punched her in the face and her world faded into darkness.