AN: Okay, this one's gonna start with Thirteen leaving for lunch. That hour that I was vague on is going to become specific, and we'll go from there. IDK if anyone is still reading this, but if you are, tell me what you think! I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long, I've just had a lot to do. I have had finals on top of like seven tests and long ass papers to write. So, unfortunately, I've been having to focus on school more than what I've wanted to do…
Thirteen went down four flights of stairs, through the clinic, past Cuddy's office and into the ER. She was hoping to find a certain doctor, with brown and blonde hair that had a few tattoos and could make her knees buckle even when anger took her over. But, Thirteen wasn't so lucky. She surveyed the beds and staff for a good five minutes before she sighed and leaned against the nurse's station.
She turned to find a nurse staring at her with her eyebrows raised. "Is something wrong, Dr…." Thirteen could tell she didn't know her real name, "Thirteen?"
Thirteen turned to the nurse fully as she stayed leaning against the counter, "Yeah, Sandy, can you tell me where Dr. Cameron is?"
Her eyes bugged. Sandy was told to tell anyone from House's team that Dr. Cameron didn't work here, so that's precisely what she did. "Dr. Cameron hasn't worked here since last year, Thirteen…"
"Sandy, I know she's here. Just…trust me on that…now where is she?" Thirteen gave her a pleading look that would make any person give in and tell all they knew.
"She went to get supplies and then I think she was going to get coffee." She picked up a file nervously.
"Okay." Thirteen turned away, then back to her, "Thank you Sandy."
"Sure." She said with surprise.
The men watched Thirteen as she walked out of the room, "I cannot fucking believe this!" Chase stood up and whipped his lab coat behind him in a brandished movement.
"Really? You can't?" House asked sarcastically. "Every time she's tried to quit this hospital, she comes running back…the first time she didn't even need a salary increase; she just wanted an intimate, sexually charged dose of a damaged doctor…I was referring to myself, in case you didn't pick that up." He looked at Taub then to Chase again.
"I just…why is she back? Why didn't she tell me?" Chase was more or less talking to himself.
Foreman walked over to him and clapped him on the shoulder, "Let's get a drink tonight, Man…sort everything out."
Chase half nodded because he was only half listening, then he started in again, "And why the bloody hell did it have to be Thirteen?"
"Uh oh. Pretty-boy Australian is scared that Hot Bisexual is prettier than he is…" House stuck out his bottom lip, mocking him.
"Shut up House." Chase almost growled.
House was up and backing to his office by then. He had put his hands up in surrender, "Okay, okay…think about it this way: Your wife left you for a gorgeous, hot, sexy, bisexual WOMAN! And all they probably do is talk all the time, like women want…that is before they go to the bedroom and have hot, steamy, toe-curling, temperature-rising, heart-racing, explosive lesbian sex!" He looked in the air while thinking about it, before he limped a little harder (pun intended) into his office.
Thirteen started for the supply closet. When she got there, Cameron was walking out, "Hey, Baby!" Her face lit up, which made Thirteen smile.
"Hey." She got insanely close to her so she could wrap her arms around her, "Where do you think you're going?" She asked as she picked her up and brought her back into the closet.
"I was going to drop these off to the ER and go get some coffee." She answered in a completely normal tone as Thirteen started kissing her neck.
This no reaction reaction was pissing Thirteen off a little, and frustrating her a lot. She pulled herself from Cameron and went to the door. She looked back over at her lover to find a questioning look with a bit of hesitation and a lot of need for her. She smirked at her before locking the door and leaning against it, crossing her arms. "Do you have some time?" She started descending on her prey.
"Yeah—yes." She sounded like a twelve year old that just started puberty. "I mean, I have time if I don't go get that coffee I need." She had dropped the contents in her hands long before she spoke, and she started walking backwards until she hit shelf.
"Oh you won't need coffee when I'm done…at least not right away. You'll feel a high for a little while before your body realizes how much you exerted…" Thirteen put her hands on either side of the shelving and pressed her body flush against her girlfriend's.
"Oh, you're that confident, are you?" Cameron wrapped her right leg around Thirteen's left, and had her left arm around Thirteen's neck while she held her cheek with her right. "What? Are you goin' to make me scream your name right here in the supply closet?" She would get so close, but she wouldn't let Thirteen kiss her.
Their breaths had become deeper and tension-filled, but Thirteen was still relieving stress…and having a bit of fun. "The thought did cross my mind, I won't lie. But..what seemed like more fun was the opposite." Cameron gave her a confused look as she dropped her leg. "Baby, you're vocal and I love it. And you know that you are and I do…but today, right now in this closet…the only way you're going to feel that amazing natural high that I know you love; is to not make a single moan…well over zealous moan—a scream of any kind."
Cameron leaned in so close to her lover that she had her lips brushing against Thirteen's "That… Was almost sexy." She started a small throaty chuckle that made Thirteen a little frustrated.
So, to get back at the lovely doctor before her, she pulled slightly from her and pulled the string of her scrub pants and pushed them down enough for them to fall on their own in one swift motion.
"Well, my, my…look at me all de-pantsed and in the supply closet." She looked up at her lover in an almost giddy way. "Whatever will we do?"
Thirteen stared at her for a second, smiling, before she leaned into her girlfriend again and "de-pantsed" her again. She picked her leg up again and pressed into her as hard as she could, just like she knew her lover liked. She heard a squeal after she did this, which made her grin. "I told you…not even a moan."
"You also told me that you liked it when I was vocal…" Cameron let her head fall forward when Thirteen drove into her and hit a particularly, intensely amazing spot causing her to groan with satisfaction before latching onto her girlfriend's shoulder.
A bit later, the supply closet was unlocked, supplies had been successfully dropped off to the ER and Thirteen and Cameron were sitting in a booth, drinking coffee having just finished their lunch. "Mmm, I love coffee." She had toed her shoe off and started running her foot up Thirteen's leg.
Thirteen leaned forward, keeping her legs in the same place, "How much do you love coffee?"
Cameron had started to take another drink, "Mm, so much so that I think I'm gonna marry it…" she looked down at the table, like she was guilty about something. "I uh…I've actually been meaning to talk to you about that. I just, it's just…coffee and I have known each other for so long…so very long. We've had this beautiful relationship, it and me…and. Well, I never really expected things to get as serious as they've gotten. I mean, it's been seeing a lot of people, and well…I mean I've had you. But…one day…things changed, and…we've decided to go in full throttle…so, I'm afraid that I'm going to have to end things between me and you, seeing as the wedding's in a month."
"Wow!" Thirteen said, shocked.
"What?"
"Two weddings in the span of a year? That's impressive." She shook her head, amazed at the woman before her.
"Shut the hell up."
"Hey now, you started it." She grinned as she took her hand before she could remove it. She ran a finger on the top of it, then turned it over. She ran the same finger over the inside of her lover's wrist a couple times before she kissed it. "Sorry. That was a little cheeky. But…I just get so jealous when you talk about this upcoming marriage. Allison Cameron, I love you and I cannot live without you!" She said, finally playing along like Cameron was wanting.
"Well then it's settled."
"What's settled?"
"I'll marry the damn coffee, but keep you to fulfill every aspect that coffee can't."
"Like porking, and kissing, and feeding you and the kids, and sentimental—"
"and sensual stuff, yeah." She finished Thirteen's sentence. They fell back into a comfortable silence for a moment before Cameron spoke again. "Hey."
"What?" Thirteen was already looking at her when she looked up.
"Thank you." She smiled.
"For what?"
"For…playing along with my stupid games…and…for being you and making me happy."
Thirteen got up and walked to Cameron's side of the table while she spoke. "Well, you're welcome."
"Hey." She broke that silence again.
"Yeah?" Thirteen, again, was already looking at her.
"I love you." She said softly.
"More than anything, Baby." She kissed her cheek.
Cameron looked off into space for a second before laughing softly. Thirteen gave her an expectant stare, so she let her in on her thoughts, "What do you think House would do if he were here right now?"
"He'd probably pull out some gaudy, obnoxious camera and try to take our picture when we least expect it." Thirteen bugged her eyes to emphasize the last part of her sentence.
"Yeah probably." She looked back into space, picturing it, before turning back to her. "So…how was he this morning?"
"He..was himself. Pretty much everything I expected…maybe a bit more elaborate and time taking, but all in all, a very House-like exposure."
"That bad, huh?" She turned to face her, easily sliding her leg comfortably to her girlfriend's lap. "So…when should I be expecting a visit from Chase?"
"Auss-hole? Well, that depends on when he'll be able to pick his jaw from the floor…hopefully never." Thirteen's eyes narrowed. Cameron could tell, if not by her demeanor then by her colorful comment, that it was because she had issues being around Chase…let alone having to talk about him since they had been together.
"Hey." Cameron touched her cheek. "Don't get jealous, angry, protective, or defensive around him. I'm with you, and that's exactly where I want to be…Just…don't pay any attention to him. Okay?"
Thirteen sighed and nodded, "Okay." She lulled her head back and sank into the seat more. "So…" she decided to change the subject. "What did he do to you this morning?"
Cameron looked to the side, thinking about it, "Well…he filled out patient forms, and waited for me to come to him. The patience was the only thing I was really surprised about." Thirteen nodded her agreement, "But, then he was just…House. We…talked, and rephrased former comments. And, OH!!!" She made Thirteen jump because of her sudden excitement, "So, he was making fun while trying to get information—"
"Yes, that sounds like him." Thirteen put in her two cents.
"So I turned to him and was like, 'Look House you can either get information or make fun of me, you don't get both.' So the he started asking about the tattoos—he knows that I have more than one by the way. And after a little more probing, I told him that I didn't really want to talk to him, but I was rational and told him that I'd see him sometime later this week, or next week or something…it was awesome!!!"
Thirteen gave her a 'yeah right' kind of stare, "You did not."
"I did too Phillip!!" Cameron rebutted.
"You did not Lillian!" Thirteen stayed in perfect beat with her lover, knowing that she was referencing The Rugrats.
"Yes huh Phillip!" She leaned in closer.
"Nu uh Lillian." Thirteen also leaned in closer, but she didn't let Cameron get in another word before their lips were pressed against each other.
"It's a good thing that that never happened…" Cameron said pulling away.
Thirteen scrunched her face and gave her girlfriend a look. "Eww!" She said, causing her girlfriend to guffaw. Which in turn made other doctors, family members, and a few patients stare at them. "Sorry." She apologized, mainly so that all of them would go about their own business. "Look at what you did!" She scolded her girlfriend.
"Me? You're the one that made me laugh!.. You made me guffaw! I cannot believe you!" Cameron tried to turn it around.
"Well…" Thirteen didn't have anything to say, giving Cameron the win. "Fine!" She feigned disappointment.
Cameron patted her girlfriend's arm, "Okay." She started scooting, "Not that this wasn't fun, but I need to go to work." They were both out of the booth by then. "I'll see you later Sweets." She pecked her before grabbing her coffee.
"Bye Beautiful." They both left the cafeteria.
The rest of that day, Thirteen was grilled by the boys on how, why, when, and how long this had been going on. She told them that it wasn't their business and if they really wanted to know then they could ask Cameron herself…but if she said no, then they were screwed.
It was the next day that caused even more chaos than before. Everyone, except House, was in the diagnostics room. They were all thinking about what their patient had. Thirteen was pacing the windows that actually looked outside, and she didn't have her cell on her. Everyone else was sitting at the table, throwing House's tennis ball around.
Thirteen's stomach started to rumble, so she looked at the clock to see why her boo hadn't called her. That was when she realized that she didn't have her phone on her, and she went to the secondary office to her purse to get it.
As this was happening, Cameron was walking into the main office. Her thinking before was that she could walk in, get her girlfriend's attention and they could leave without so much as a word to anyone else that may be occupying the room. What she didn't think about was the factor of Thirteen not being there. So, as she entered the room, she realized how big a mistake it was. Chase was the first to see her, and it was too late to turn around and run.
"Allison." Chase's face slacked, and he looked at her gob smacked.
"Robert." She nodded her head, trying to keep her cool.
"You—you're really here…" He stood up, not sure if he should walk over to her.
"Both House and Thirteen told you I was…" She stared at him like he had two heads. Yes, it's a big surprise I'm back even though you've been warned multiple times, and it was all you talked about yesterday…
"Wha…what are you doing here?" He asked, still trying to get his cool back.
"I was coming to see if Remy was here…" She saw movement be hind the shelves, where her desk used to be, "Oh there she is." She smiled, not just because her discomfort level had just minimized a notable amount. She was going to go join her girlfriend, but Chase's stare kept her glued to her place.
"Why would you want that?" He played dumb. He didn't want to believe that his ex-wife was really dating his fellow…his female fellow.
She rolled her eyes slightly, "Chase you know why." She crossed her arms, moved her weight to one foot, staring at him.
"Do I?" He was still playing dumb; he needed to hear it from her ears. He looked at Foreman before looking back at the sort of blonde, "Do I really know why? I mean last time I saw you, you barely spoke to Thirteen…and that was on a good day. So please…" Thirteen came in silently, watching Chase make a fool of himself "…please tell me why you, my ex wife, whom I haven't spoken to or seen in God knows how long, would suddenly come back to PPTH, the place you swore you would never come back to. Why would you come back here, and be looking for a woman that you hardly know?"
Cameron started smirking slightly throughout his little rant, especially once her girlfriend came into the room. "I came back to the hospital because I love this hospital, always have. The atmosphere and people, aside from two men that work in the diagnostics department, is exactly the kind that I strive for…I came back to said department, looking for Remy because I love her too." She watched her ex-husband's mouth fall. "Anymore questions that you already know the answers to? No? Okay. Babe?" She looked over to Thirteen, "You ready for lunch?"
Thirteen had a shit-eating grin on her face, and she looked down trying to contain herself and not be a total bitch, "Yeah…yeah I'm ready." She said glancing at Chase while she walked over to Cameron. "Sorry I didn't ever get back to you. I left my phone in my purse and didn't realize how late it was until my tummy started grumbling." She said as she put on her coat and put her arm around her girlfriend.
"That's okay I guess." Cameron sighed and feigned disappointment before returning to normal, "I gave me a chance to catch up on paperwork…Your tummy's grumbling?" She asked, "I fed you a buffet this morning!"
"I know, but you know me…I eat like a teenage boy!"
Cameron grinned and leaned in, "I suppose that's true." She pecked her lips, "Let's go get you fed." She said before giving her ex a look that said fuck off, but at the same time said I know your jealous and there's no way in hell…
AN: Okay, I know this isn't an uber lot, but it's more than I've given ya'll the past month or so. Now that my school is over I should be able to start popping out the last few chapters like 90210 pops out the lame, but completely addicting drama. At least I will be until June…I, like the idiot I am, signed up for summer school…ugh. Anyways, please review…it's how I know you care.