Thirteen sat to the table in the diagnostic office after everyone had left, reading over a some files. When she heard the door open she looked up. She was visibly disappointed when she saw Taub standing there.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Reading," Thirteen looked back at the journal.

Taub raised an eyebrow and walked to the other side of the table. "Can't you read at home?"

Thirteen shrugged, "I guess so."

The older doctor took off his jacket and hung it on the back of his chair. He sat down, folded his hands in front of him and looked at Thirteen.

"Can't you go home and stare at your wife?" Thirteen didn't look up from the article.

"She's coming to pick me up," Taub explained, "My car won't start."

Thirteen continued to read, ignoring Taub.

Taub kept looking at her and waited a few minutes before asking, "Why are you here?"

"Waiting for my ride," Thirteen stated.

"Cameron," Taub stated.

Thirteen was about to reprimand Taub for his assumption that Cameron was her ride when she realized Cameron was standing behind her.

"Dr. Taub," Cameron nodded at him. Then she look down at Thirteen, "Ready?"

Thirteen closed the files and stood, "Always."

As they walked into the hallway Thirteen glanced back into the office where Taub was smiling after them. Thirteen sighed, knowing House would know she and Cameron were leaving together first thing tomorrow.

She turned her attention to the blonde next to her, "How'd the meeting go?"

Cameron visibly stiffened up and paused before adding, "Why don't we go get some coffee?"

It was obvious something was up, but Thirteen knew not to push Cameron because she'd open up in her own time. Thirteen nodded and followed Cameron out to her car.

Once they were inside the coffee shop close to Thirteen's apartment, they ordered and sat at a table in the back. Cameron was leaning forward over her coffee, hands wrapped around it.

Thirteen couldn't stand Cameron not talking about something that was visible upsetting her so she finally spoke, "You okay?"

Cameron immediately smiled reassuringly, "Yeah."

"So what happened in the meeting?" Thirteen asked.

"They offered me a job as Medical Administrator," Cameron held Thirteen's eyes.

"Is that bad?" Thirteen asked.

Cameron shook her head, "No it's great," she paused, "But the position is in Boston at Faulkner."

"Oh," Thirteen's heart fell. It was such a great opportunity for Cameron, but it was an opportunity that was across the country. Maybe not across the country but it might as well be. Thirteen thought for a moment before asking, "Do you want the job?"

"It's so far-" Cameron started, but Thirteen cut her off.

"That's not what I asked," Thirteen stated.

Cameron let out a long breath and nodded, "I think I do."

"Then go for it," Thirteen smiled reassuringly.

"But I don't want to leave you," Cameron felt tears forming behind her eyes, but was determined not to cry.

Thirteen bit her lip, "But you want this job. This may be a once in a lifetime thing."

"You are a once in a lifetime thing," Cameron added.

"I'll still be here," Thirteen took Cameron's hand off of her coffee, "We have weekends and holidays and days off. We'll make it work."

Cameron was a little reassured by Thirteen's confidence. She didn't want to leave Thirteen when things had gotten so good, but she didn't want to pass up the opportunity. However if she had to choose it was no contest.

Thirteen was fighting every facial expression that showed any kind of sadness or disappointment. She was actually planning on asking Cameron to move in with her later that month, but she figured those plans were long gone.

Cameron closed her eyes. She hated the thought of not being able to fall asleep next to Thirteen or even being able to fall asleep in the same state as Thirteen. But if she took this job she could take a few months off at a time and take Thirteen all over the world. Everywhere she'd ever want to go or dreamt of seeing could happen.

"So when do you start?" Thirteen asked.

Cameron slowly opened her eyes and watched Thirteen. She didn't have any readable emotions crossing her face and that always made Cameron a little edgy because when Thirteen wasn't readable to her it was either because she was hiding something or that was deep in though. Both in this situation could be bad. "They want me to start two weeks from tomorrow."

"We'll I guess we'll have to start looking for an apartment for you tonight," Thirteen faked a smiled. She hated this. The whole thing. She wanted to be selfish and tell Cameron to stay here and move in with her, but she knew if she did that she'd feel like she was holding Cameron back and she didn't think she could live with herself if she did.

Cameron nodded, in a daze at how okay Thirteen was with this. She got up and followed Thirteen out of the coffee shop and up to her apartment. Maybe it won't be that bad.

A few minutes later they were both sitting on Cameron's couch staring at the screen on her laptop.

"I like that one," Thirteen pointed to a brownstone with a deep green front door and all wood floors.

"That's huge," Cameron shook her head, "I'm not going to have time to clean that."

"I'll do it," Thirteen offered.

"You're not driving four hours to clean my apartment," Cameron looked at Thirteen who was leaning on her shoulder.

"Says you," Thirteen smirked defiantly.

Cameron smiled and kissed Thirteen then asked, "Are you really okay with this?"

Thirteen nodded immediately.

"Okay," Cameron sighed and went back to looking through apartment listings. Something about Thirteen's demeanor made her think that she wasn't telling the whole truth.

Thirteen rested her head on Cameron's shoulder and tried to convince herself that everything was going to be okay. That she didn't need to worry. That their relationship would be just find living in two different states.

"I'm beat," Cameron yawned, "Do you wanna stay over?"

Thirteen nodded, wanting to be close to Cameron for as long as possible. She got up and followed Cameron to the bedroom. They both changed and got into bed then curled together.

They both pretended to be a sleep for a few hours while a million thoughts ran through both of their heads before they both settled into a restless sleep.