When you say nothing at all

I know I said I wasn't going to post unless I got at least ten votes from my poll but I just can't stop writing and I was being a bit of a bitch so sorry for that.

My next story is going to be about Thirteen and her Huntington's. About how the symptoms start showing and how she dies. It will probably be a long one and it should be good so make sure you read it. You can be notified when I first publish it by pressing the Author Alert button at the bottom or the page.

It was really hard to name this chapter because I just couldn't think of anything that would sum it all up really well. Anyway I was listening to Spotify and Allison Krauss came on with 'When you say nothing at all' and it seemed perfect.

Disclaimer: I don't own House! Are you happy? I was until you burst my bubble.

I thought you all might be interested to know that SILENT has the same letters in it as LISTEN!

One of my favourite sayings from House: 'There's no 'I' in 'TEAM' but there's a 'ME' if you jumble it up.'

Cameron didn't open her eyes when she woke up. She just breathed. She felt sore all over and was reluctant to move so she just laid there and listened. The heart monitor sounded out each beat of her heart and showed sinus rhythm which Cameron recognised as a good thing. She could hear the distinctive tapping sound of a cane and smiled to herself. House. It had to be him. Who else would it be?

"I know you're awake." She sighed, not being so happy about being brought out of her peaceful moment. She opened her eyes and did her best attempt at a glare. He grinned cheekily back at her.

"What happened?" Allison asked after an awkward moment of silence. House's face went sad and his eyes lost the sparkle that had been in them before.

"The police, they say that some people beat you up. You were in pretty bad shape. We didn't think you'd wake up for a while. Then the hospital did a rape test..." House tried to swallow the lump in his throat so he could tell Cameron what happened but he couldn't find his voice and ended up staring into his hands.

"Okay." Allison just stared at the wall, feeling ashamed that House knew. She hadn't wanted him to find out. House suddenly looked at Allison with such anger that she was taken aback.

"It's not okay! You were raped and beaten to near-death by your uncle and some random men and all you can say is 'okay'? You should be pressing charges! You should be angry!"

"My father." Allison remembered the feel of his fist on her face. She was almost glad she hadn't been awake for the ordeal. The thing that hurt most, the thing that hurt her most when she was beaten as a child, was the fact that her father hadn't stopped it from happening. He had been part of it! To what extent Cameron couldn't be sure but the feeling of betrayal made her just want to sink back into bliss unconsciousness and never wake up. It left a mark that nobody-else could see, yet it would leave the deepest scar.

"Your dad? What does he have to do with this?" House studied Cameron's face. Her expression told House the words she couldn't voice. He was overcome with the urge to protect the vulnerable woman in the hospital bed. It was his fault! Why did she have to pay for what he did? He called Rowan. He brought up her past and uncovered Dee Michaels. Why couldn't he pay for it instead of Allison?

He left with those thoughts etched in his mind. Little did he know that those thoughts would be the last he would ever have.

Allison would be the last person he saw. He would be her last visitor.

Allison was in the bathroom holding the razor to her neck when she heard it. The shot frightened her. It went right through her and the sound echoed too many times. She knew who had been on the receiving end. House. She wished it to be otherwise but she would never know. She didn't want to know.

Those were her thoughts when she slid the razor over the delicate skin on her neck. She didn't stay conscious long enough to see the blood. She just saw darkness. What she felt was so much more though. Like her burden had been lifted. No more sympathetic looks and no more secrets. No guilt or pain. Just darkness. She just wanted it to stay that way forever, and she had a feeling it would.

House felt pain. He didn't mind. At least he was paying for hurting Cameron. He had gotten his punishment for what he had done. His life had been taken, but at a small price. No more loneliness and no more guilt. No more rumours and no more hate. He was finally free of his burden.

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What do you think guys? I was thinking of adding another chapter to round it off. Let me know if you liked this one or even if you hated it. I can take criticism. Did you see that coming? I didn't! I wrote it then I read it and was like, OMG! Maybe you saw it coming. I just felt like all the stories had happy endings or unfinished endings and I wanted my story to be different.

Any names for my next story about Thirteen would be really appreciated. I still haven't come up with anything and of course I would credit you for it. Please review as always and I'll add something in the next hour.