Title: Mentor

A/N- Heya, guys! Thanks for waiting for me! Anyway, I just wanna give you a heads up that chapters are gonna be coming pretty slow for a bit (if you haven't pieced that together yet). I'm finishing up school soon, and that equals a lot of externship shit and papers to write, and of course, A LOT of studying. Given a fresh wave of new ideas, this story will be going on for quite a bit longer than I had originally anticipated, but hopefully, I can pick up my pace after I graduate (APRIL HERE I COME!!! WOOT!) Anyway, hang in there guys! I'll try and keep up!-Andi

Chapter Nineteen: Goodbyes

Allison didn't want to open her eyes, despite the phone that was ringing not too far from her ear, she still refused to part her heavy eyelids. Blinking open the morning sunlight was admitting defeat. Admitting that it was the next day, and that her time with Greg was ticking away. If she kept them closed, she could pretend that it was still dark outside, and that she could lie in his arms for hours longer than she knew existed.

"What?" The ringing stopped, House had picked up the phone, "Okay... Allright we'll see you then. Bye." The phone was set back down on its cradle, and House's arms returned to her waist to snuggle against her warm body, "That was Cuddy. Her and Wilson are going to meet us up for an early dinner before your flight. Maybe a few drinks." He gave her a hard squeeze and she wriggled against him to show that she was awake, but still refused to open her eyes. House sighed when she kept her eyes clamped firmly shut. "Too bad you aren't awake yet." He clucked his tongue, "If you were, I would be able to make love to you again before we had to pack you up and leave." House nudged his forehead against her shoulder, "I suppose I could have my wicked way with you while you're unconscious, but I'd hate for you to miss out." He could see the girlish smile parting Allison's lips, and could tell that she was remaining thoroughly amused by his monologue. "Hmm, but how to wake you up?" He slid his hand against her arm.

Fingertips grazing the soft curves of her body, House continued to think aloud. "I wonder if you know that I'm touching you right now, and if you know where." His hand took a firm hold on her breast and a gasp issued from her lips, "I guess you do know where my hands are..." He rolled her nipple between his fingers until it firmed into a taut pebble, causing Allison to moan, "Hmm, are you waking up?" He looked at her face and saw that her eyes were still clenched shut quite intensely, "Guess not," he slid his free hand down her stomach, to touch his fingers against dampening curls, "but your body's already responding to me the way that I want it to." He nipped her ear lobe as his fingers curled between her folds, receiving yet another moan from her parting lips As he continued to excite her, coaxing her into opening her eyes, he murmured against her ear yet again, "I want you, Ally, baby." His voice was husky, and Allison could no longer deny him. Turning in his embrace, eyes still closed she found his lips. "Mm, sleepkisser." He muttered against her mouth, earning a laugh, and finally a narrow opening of her eyes, "She wakes!"

Allison laughed again, throwing a leg over his hip and turning their bodies so that she towered above him, "I love to wake up to you touching me."

"You can't fool me, I know you were awake the whole time." One of his hands settled onto her hip as she rose to take him in. House used his free hand to position his cock before she drove down onto him, drawing out a long moan from both of them.

"You know." Her eyes opened a little more, "I think we're doing a bad job of keeping this under wraps." She whimpered as she impaled herself entirely on his length.

"How do you figure?" House's eyes were now the ones starting to close in pleasure.

"You don't think your neighbors have seen me? Or heard the screams you get from my mouth?" She pointed out as she rose again and his hands went to help move her hips in time with his own upward thrusts.

"I don't know." House licked his dry lips as she found a fast paced rhythm and stuck to it.

It amazed House how excited it made him to know that he was her first, and that he'd gotten to experience her all summer. He had the opportunity to watch her become a passionate, secure lover. He had the opportunity to watch her explore his body, and learn to know her own. Their first couple of weeks had been rough, but over the course of their lovemaking, he had seen her become more self-assured as well as more intense.

"You're amazing." He moaned as she swiveled her hips and leaned back onto her hands to feel him more intently against the clenching walls that surrounded him.

"Tell me why I'm amazing." Allison gasped, propelling her own motion with the force of her arms.

"Because," House sucked in a breath through clenched teeth, "you can do this to me." He groaned, rocking her hips feverishly against himself. "You make me feel a good kind of helpless. Like I don't need to care about anything, just what you do to me." He gritted his teeth as his back curled and he thrust up against her recklessly. "You're amazing 'cause, you know when to play the little girl, but you're really a strong woman."

Allison whimpered, giving her hips another quick swivel that made her moan. When they climaxed together, Allison pulled forward to collapse against his chest. She felt his hands release her hips and run up and down the length of her back.

"I, officially, cannot walk." She said groggily. "I don't even want to move."

House laughed, burying his face into the crook of her shoulder, "We can just lie here for a while." He assured, "It's Saturday, and I don't have a case, so I can stay with you."

"What time is it?" Allison asked.

"A little after ten."

"My flight's at 5." She reminded him.

"I know." He yawned. "And we're not meeting Wilson and Cuddy til around two."

"Where?"

"Restaurant next to the airport."

"Oh."

"Yeah." House turned them onto their sides so that they were facing each other, but her weight wasn't compressing his chest so much. As much as he'd love to just let her lie on him, oxygen was a little more necessary.

They fell asleep for another couple of hours, waking to feel the dismay that they had slept away a large chunk of their remaining time together.

Climbing into the shower, House wrapped his arms around Allison as the hot spray of water poured over them. "I don't wanna go home." Allison whimpered in his arms, her voice just barely audible over the shower's noise.

"I know." House said, pressing his damp head against hers, even as his hands soaped up her body and hers did the same to his. "Just one more year in Illinois and you can transfer out to the east coast." He reassured. He knew that they were just repeating the same horrible conversation from the night before that made their hearts ache, but dwelling seemed like all that they were capable of as the seconds and minutes ticked away.

When they were dressed and Allison's remaining belongings were thrown in her suitcase, which had been lugged over to House's condo the previous day so that there wouldn't be any interruptions in their final hours together.

"You look beautiful." House told her, taking in her light green sundress, and how it brought out the flecks of green in her eyes. Picking up the polaroid camera from the night before off of the coffee table, House wrapped an arm around her waist as she put the key he'd given her back around her neck. She looked at him and he placed a soft kiss on her lips as he clicked the camera. Even as the picture fluttered to the ground, they didn't stop their lips from molding to one another. Finally when the moment had ended, House bent down and picked up the photo, fanning it through the air. Watching it develop, House and Allison watched their faces appear, and the way that their lips fused, "Here." He said, "Another momento."

Jumping, Allison covered her neck and the hickey she knew was still visible there. Running to her suitcase, she extracted a translucent, black scarf and wrapped it loosely around her neck to hide the love mark.

"We have to get going to the restaurant soon." Allison reminded him, and House nodded.

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"ALLY!" Lisa flung her arms around Allison's shoulders. "I'm sorry, I know you guys wanted to spend the whole day together, but I really wanted to see you off!" She cooed, giving Allison a tight squeeze before releasing her. "I'm going to miss my roommate!"

Allison laughed, "I'll miss you too, Lisa. But now, I have someone other than Greg to call!" She pointed out.

"Don't forget about me." Wilson hugged her as well, earning a glare from House.

"Yeah, Jimmy, 'cause I really want to remember the guy who gave me the death tour." Allison rolled her eyes, giving Wilson a small punch in the chest.

"Don't hold a grudge against me! It's him who made me do it!" Wilson pointed at House.

Together they all went to their seats at the restaurant and ordered their meals, a round of drinks soon finding its way to the group. Jokes and laughter circled around them, as House and Allison's hands remained firmly clenched together under the table.

"Okay! Top five things to remember your senior year!" Cuddy announced, and Wilson gave her a drum role, "Number five: Get all the "must have" classes out of the way first semester."

Wilson interjected, "Number four: Have at least one class that teaches you something completely new."

House rolled his eyes, "Number three: Stop thinking about school and just party! You've been working hard enough as it is."

Wilson and Cuddy clapped House over the back, "Don't tell her to sway off of her academic course." Lisa repramended.

After a good half hour of arguing with their friend, and many more drinks consumed, there was finally a break in the feud. "Okay, fine, Number three redux:" House leered, "don't be a loser like these two are."

"You're not allowed t' play this anymore." Wilson gulped down the remainder of his drink, showing signs that he'd already had enough alcohol for one evening.

"And you and Lisa are lightweights and should stop ordering more drinks." Allison took Lisa's glass from her and put it back on the table.

"Hey! Hey!" Lisa pointed at Allison, "You're not allowed t' call us lightweights." Her finger swayed slightly in the air, "You're not even driiiiinnnking!" Obviously, Lisa's own tolerance to alcohol was worse than Wilson's.

"Yeah, because I feel like I'll vomit without liquor in my stomach when I fly. Could you imagine otherwise?" Allison rolled her eyes.

"All right, all right!" House put his hands up as his two colleagues continued to drive them up the wall. How he'd ended up the designated driver, he wasn't sure. He was the one losing his girlfriend for a year, so shouldn't he be the one getting wasted? "Cuddy, close your top, and fix your lipstick, you've got a horrible Courtney Love thing going on with that smudge."

Lisa started wiping her mouth furiously, only making it worse. "You two are cut off." Allison said firmly, though she was greatly amused to see Lisa and Wilson loosening up for a change.

"You've got a flight to catch anyway." House sighed, looking at his watch. "Come on, Wilson, pay up." House gestured to the check, "Ally, can you take Ms. Love here to the car while I get Jimmy on his feet while relieving him of cash to pay our bill?"

Allison laughed and helped a wobbly Lisa to her feet and out to the car.

When they had arrived at the unloading section of the airport, Allison got out. House followed her, getting her suitcase out of the trunk for her. "So, goodbye?"

House nodded, "Yeah, this is it, Ally. I can't leave those two drunks alone in my car, or Jimmy might be looking at a second alimony payment." Allison laughed a little before wrapping his arms around his neck, "I love you." He said, pressing his forehead to hers.

"I love you too." Allison kissed his lips gently before taking her suitcase from him. "I'll call you when I get back to school, okay?" She smiled weakly, hating the empty feeling in her heart.

"Okay. Take care."

"Love you." She said again, almost painfully.

"Love you too." House waved as she inched closer towards the door.

Neither one wanted to be the first to look away, but House forced himself to, otherwise, he feared she'd run into another door. Turning his head, he got back into the car.

"Don't be so bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuueee, Greggy." Lisa cooed drunkenly. "She'll be back and you can loooooooooooooove each other aaaaaaaaallll ya' want!" She began to laugh, and Wilson joined in.

"I'm just going to miss her face." He said, more to himself than his two drunk companions as he turned the key in the ignition.

"There, there." Wilson clucked, "Just be "shhh" about it!"

House sighed, and decided to keep any more thoughts to himself. He was slowly being reminded why he didn't drink with these two anymore.

TBC