Time for chapter 3, this one is longer than the previous ones for all you who thought the last chapter was a bit short. Time to deal with the break up and House and Cameron's first steps to a relationship. Enjoy

Disclaimer: I unfortunatly don't own House and it all belongs to Fox etc


Cameron's POV

She'd managed to get through her apartment door before the tears started again and she berated herself for confiding so much in House, practically telling him that she was still in love with him and then giving him that damn file. Now he would know everything. She knew she would have to break it to Chase soon, she wouldn't stay in this kind of one way relationship, he had the right to know her feelings. Sighing inwardly she picked up the phone and dialled.

3 hours later

She felt terrible. Chase had come straight over hearing urgency in her voice. She'd confessed to all of her past and her true present feelings, though she tried to limit the amount she said about House, fearing his reaction. The she'd taken his sadness, anger and finally resignation to the inevitable. He borught back the question he had asked when they all thought House had an STD, "have you slept with him?". She'd answered in the negative and this had seemed to slightly appease him. But his anger at her long standing love for House, after all he'd put her through, and then his anger at House himself, made her feel like an even worse person and they hadn't parted on the best of terms.

After her lack of information pertaining to her medical and personal history he had asked if she had ever truly trusted him. The silence that had followed was enough of an answer and he left with a parting comment about her complete trust in House, the man who had destroyed her so often and barely any trust in him, who had given her his all. She knew it was true, she had no faith in God but every faith in House, he'd always said she put too much trust in him, a 'naive atheist', he'd called her once. "Ha", she thought, an athesit maybe, but certainly not naive, not now, not after everything she'd been through.

Sh was in a depressed mood and nothing seemed to be helping. She doubted anyone would be over tonight so she felt safe to get the knife and make the small cut on her arm. She felt the blood and endorphins flow and some relief came to her. Her mind wandered back to when House had tried to go a week without his vicodin and the cuts he had made to relieve some of his pain. She had berated him like a child for it, while bandaging his arm, look at her now, she was such a hypocrite. Sitting on her sofa she just let the blook gush, drifting in and out of sleep until the sound of a wooden cane knocking on her door woke her up with a start.

It must be House, damn, he couldn't see her like this. She stayed still, hoping he'd think she wasn't there and go home. But a minute later and the lock rattled for a few seconds before the door opened and House waltzed in.

House's POV

He saw her and grinned a bit, "I copied your key for investigative purposes." However, the grin slid off his face fast when he saw the blood she had been trying to hide. "What the hell are you doing Cameron," he found himself shouting at her, half angry, half upset. Tears welled and spilled out and through her sobs she just managed to whisper to him, "I just wanted to make the pain go away for a bit." Seeing her fragile body convulsing with sobs, her face wet with tears and her arm bloody, he felt such strong emotions for her, ones he'd never even felt with Stacy and that was really saying something. He didn't really know what to say, he wasn't very good with emotions, everyone knew that, so he sat down next to her and just held her while she sobbed into his chest and eventually she went quiet, breathing softly in her sleep.

He watched her as she slept, finding some peace at last. Her blonde hair was showing brunette roots, the hair he loved so much. Maybe she'd go back to that hair some time and be His Cameron again. He stroked her hair a bit, showing a little emotion before he got as comfortable as possible on her sofa and fell asleep himself.


Well that's it for now. Next chapter might be out tomorrow if we're lucky. Any constructive criticism is very welcome.