After Mr. and Mrs. Cameron checked in and put their bags in their room, they met Cameron and Thirteen in the restaurant downstairs.

"What brings you two down here?" Cameron asked after they ordered.

"We just thought it'd be nice to see our daughter on Christmas," Mrs. Cameron offered.

"So Thirteen," Mr. Cameron looked at the brunette doctor sitting across from him, "Do you specialize in anything?"

Thirteen nodded, "Internal Medicine."

"And now you work in the diagnostic department?" he prodded.

"Yes," Thirteen answered.

"That's a beautiful necklace," Mrs. Cameron reached across the table and ran her finger over the necklace, "Did Robert give that to you?"

"No," Cameron replied motioning to Thirteen, "She did."

Mrs. Cameron smiled and nodded, "She has great taste."

Halfway through dinner, Cameron stood, "I'm going to get more drinks. Do you guys want any more?"

"No thanks," her mother told her.

Her father shook her head.

She looked at Thirteen who smiled and nodded, "Please."

Cameron couldn't help, but smile back. She walked to the bar and took a seat while the bartender made their drinks. Cameron looked back at the table to see Thirteen talking to her parents and then the whole table erupted with laughter.

"I wish my girlfriend got along with my parents like yours does," the bartender told her as he handed her the drinks.

Cameron opened her mouth to correct him, but instead she said, "I guess I'm lucky."

The bartender smiled and nodded, "That you are."

"Thanks," Cameron smiled and walked back to the table.

Through dinner Cameron was unusually quiet for a few minutes before blending into the conversations going on at the table. Her parents were definitely having fun with Thirteen as they talked and exchanged stories.

Mr. Cameron looked at his watch, "Wow it's already eleven."

As much fun as she was having, Thirteen fought to stifle a yawn.

Cameron looked over at Thirteen and said, "I can't drive home."

"Me either," Thirteen replied, "I'll go get a room."

"Thanks," Cameron smiled.

"She's a nice girl," Mr. Cameron told Cameron after Thirteen walked off.

Cameron nodded, "Yeah. She's great."

"Where is Robert by the way?" Mrs. Cameron asked.

Cameron shrugged, "Last I heard he was handing out with his friends, watching rugby."

"On Christmas?" Mrs. Cameron raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I went into work this morning so he didn't really have anything to do," Cameron replied as Thirteen walked back up.

"Will we see you girls in the morning for breakfast?" Mr. Cameron asked warmly.

Thirteen looked at Cameron who replied, "Sure."

Mr. and Mrs. Cameron hugged them both before heading off to their room.

When they got to their floor, Thirteen unlocked the room and opened the door. Cameron stepped in to see a small room with one bed, a TV, and a view of the parking lot.

"Sorry, this was the last room," Thirteen closed the door behind them.

"It's fine," Cameron smiled and kicked off her shoes. She was still feeling the effects of her numerous drinks for dinner.

Thirteen laid back on the bed and flipped on the TV.

"My parents love you," Cameron told her.

"They're cool," Thirteen replied, "Your mom is so nice and your dad is hilarious."

Cameron smiled and nodded. She walked over to the bed and fell onto it next to Thirteen.

"Tell me something I don't know.," Cameron stretched out.

Thirteen smiled and looked over at her, "We get free HBO in this room."

"No something about you," Cameron propped her head up to look at Thirteen.

Thirteen put a hand under her head, "My favorite color's blue and I sing in the shower."

"Really?" Cameron beamed.

"I don't sing out of the shower," Thirteen smiled back.

"Well let's go get in the shower," Cameron smirked.

Thirteen raised an eyebrow, "Maybe later."

"Please?" Cameron batted her eye lashes.

"How much did you have to drink?" Thirteen asked leaning in and checking Cameron's eyes.

Cameron's breath caught in her throat. Thirteen was awfully close and it was be so easy just to lean in and…

Thirteen pulled back and sighed.

Cameron studied Thirteen. She was staring at the TV and looked a little frustrated. "I was just kidding. I didn't mean…"

Thirteen leaned her head back and stared at the ceiling, "No, it wasn't you."

Cameron was interested to know what Thirteen was upset about, but wasn't about to push it. She just turned to the TV that was showing a rerun of Dallas.

After a while, Thirteen offered the remote to Cameron.

Cameron tried a joke, "No one's gotten shot yet."

Thirteen smiled, "That's okay. Besides, I like her better in Melrose Place."

"You watch those?" Cameron asked.

Thirteen shook her head, "Nope, but my mom used to." Thirteen reached across Cameron to grab the room service menu. "We didn't really eat dinner. Do you want something?"

Cameron shrugged and looked over the menu sitting closer to Thirteen than necessary.

About an hour later, they'd finished off the pasta and cheesecake they ordered and Cameron was most of the way through her triple bourbon.

They were laying side by side in the middle of the bed watching an old movie with Cameron's phone went off. She grabbed it off the night stand and saw an alert on her phone. She smiled after she read it.

"What is it?" Thirteen asked, flipping off the TV and laying down fully.

Cameron showered Thirteen the alert message. 13's Birthday 2 weeks.

"Why is the alarm set for two weeks before?" Thirteen asked propping herself up on her elbows, "And why is it set for midnight?"

"Well it's set for midnight because I set it at midnight and I need a reminder two weeks before so I can pick out a great present," Cameron smirked, laying on her side next to Thirteen, "That's now I became president of the science club in high school."

Thirteen chuckled, "You don't have to get me anything."

"But I'm going to," Cameron replied.

"You're sweet," Thirteen softened and carefully looked into Cameron's eyes.

Cameron felt like Thirteen was looking right through her. That she could see the inner struggled Cameron's been having over the past few days. And as she felt herself be studied by Thirteen she looked into the brunette's eyes. She felt like she couldn't see past her eyes, like Thirteen was impossible to read.

Cameron let out a long breath and decided there was only one way to find out if what she was feeling was real or just a crush on a new friend. She slowly put some of Thirteen's stray hair behind her ear then brushed her fingers down the slender neck.

Thirteen seemed to be holding her breath so either she was enjoying it or really freaked out. Then Cameron caught her eyes and was finally able to read her. Thirteen was scared and excited and wanting more.

Cameron ran her hand to the back of Thirteen's neck and slowly pulled her in, giving her a chance to back out before softly touching her lips to Thirteen's. Immediately Thirteen kissed back and Cameron felt the other woman's hand on her cheek.

The kiss was so much more that Cameron expected. Her mouth tingled at the touch and the warmth sent shivers down her spine. Thirteen's lips were so soft and not like anything Cameron had ever experienced.

Thirteen was the one to break the kiss. She just searched Cameron's face. She wasn't sure what she wanted to find, but she needed to know how Cameron felt. Either way, she wasn't going to get her hopes up.

Cameron was disappointed at the loss of physical contact so she wrapped her arms around Thirteen's waist and rested her head on Thirteen's shoulder.

Thirteen stayed awake staring at the dark ceiling for hours. Cameron just kissed her. Thirteen kept trying to talk herself down, saying that Cameron was probably drunk or just sort of in the moment. She finally closed her eyes deciding that they could talk about it in the morning if Cameron remember it.

When Thirteen woke up the next morning, she stretched and yawned. Then she looked around to remember where she was. After remembering last night, Thirteen smiled, but the smile disappeared when she turned to the spot on the bed next to her and found it empty.