Allison was at home Sunday evening. She was at home…alone. House and Cuddy, and the little nugget, Rachel, were at Cuddy's house that night. That was rare…actually; they had been at her and House's place since they got together. This was entirely out of the ordinary. If her thinking was right, they were over there discussing what pieces of furniture were going to be brought back, and what she could live without. With that thought in her mind she smirked, knowing that if Cuddy got her way, they would be moving some of House's and her own pieces upstairs and in the attic.
She really didn't mind; she liked Cuddy's furniture…the times she had been over to her house before, she fell asleep on the couch without trouble…and she wasn't even tired…, and the rest was just as comfy.
She decided that she needed something to stop pondering about the alpha-couple of the hospital…but she knew that if she wasn't thinking about her new roommate and her best friend, then she would be thinking about Remy….and that's just an entirely new mess that she wanted oh so badly to deal with, but had put on restriction until after the auction this coming Friday. She knew that she couldn't go there with her because she would only be (metaphorically, but at the same time basically) stabbing Chase in the back.
She didn't want him to hurt, but at the same time, she wanted Remy…she couldn't help that, and in all honesty, she didn't want to. She just wanted everything to work itself out so that she and Remy could just fucking be together, FUCK! She rolled her eyes at herself as she realized that she let herself start thinking about the brunette again. She couldn't even remember why she had walked into the kitchen.
She began to walk back out when the light bulb clicked, Popcorn! She went to the pantry and grabbed a bag before popping it into the microwave and heading towards the DVD rack…or as she liked to refer to it, the mini-Video store…between her, House..and Now Cuddy and Rachel, the collection was vast and numerous. Considering that the DVD rack held 612 DVDs and they had bought another one that held like 90 or so that was half filled…she figured she had the right to call it the mini-video store.
Despite her many options, she knew exactly what she was in the mood for. An old favorite: Head Over Heals. She didn't know why, she just loved it so much. It was so quotable, and she wanted to get out of her funk that she knew she had been in the past few days.
But that wasn't entirely her fault; she left the engagement party thinking that she would just go about her days like normal until the next Friday, but no. Remy had to come into her office and leave all the lights off, wait until she was on break and about to go to lunch, then push me against the door as it closed and lock it as she kissed me..hungrily might I add..before turning us around and pushing me into the couch where I proceeded to have the best make-out session that has ever fucking graced the planet with presence…What the hell? Really? Seriously? After that however, and after the blonde regained her composure, she finally got out that she thought it best to not speak or be near each other until she had broken up with the Australian. Remy had agreed to this, knowing that the blonde was right because if they saw each other, they wouldn't be able to hide how they felt about the other.
The beeping of the microwave made Cameron realize that in the span of like two and a half minutes, she had started thinking about the brunette again. She scolded herself as she grabbed a bowl and poured her popcorn in it, then made her way to the couch.
Monica Potter's character Amanda had just finished her opening monologue, and the story was just taking off. One of her lines was about to come up—the part when Amanda meets the Great Dane, Hamlet—when of course someone started racking on her front door.
Annoyed, Cameron's jaw jutted to the side as she threw her handful back in the popcorn bowl, and sighed as she made her way to the door. Her annoyance showed as she opened the door, and after revealing the visitor, her eyes opened wider and her mouth dropped slightly. "What…are yo—?"
"I needed to see you…" Thirteen said as she held her keys in her hand and shifted her weight from side to side.
"But we sai—mm." Remy had moved across the threshold and kissed her, but Allison stayed strong, which she didn't think was possible. "No. We agreed not until after you ended it with Chase." She pulled from her and kept her distance at about arms length.
"I know, but…I couldn't help myself." She shut the door and tried to walk towards her. With each step the brunette took, the blonde took a step away from her. "Al…" Remy didn't have anything really to say, so she sighed lightly and stared at her with her puppy dog eyes.
"Rem…" Cameron replied in the same tone. Their staring contest was taking a lot of her strength. She opened her mouth to say something..anything, but she had no words either.
Allison didn't even know that her legs started moving, but she soon closed the distance and flung herself on Remy. Remy had dropped her keys (which had her wallet attached), and immediately had her arms around the shorter woman's waist.
"I love you." Allison breathed out as she wrapped one of her legs around Remy's hips.
"I love you too." Remy grinned as she grabbed the back of the blonde's other thigh and wrapped it around her other side while simultaneously kissing her way around Allison's jugular.
Allison groaned her next sentence out, "Uuuungh, upstairs. Now." She knew that she would more than likely beat herself up in the morning, but in that moment, nothing seemed more important than Remy.
Remy began their frenzied descent up the stairs, but she wanted more of the smaller girl's body. Allison picked up on this and instantly rid herself of her shirt. Remy had pushed her against the wall on the corner platform of the stairs and kissed her fervently, with an almost..animalistic need.
Allison pulled her in even closer with both her arms and legs, but soon Remy's shirt became too much of a barrier. She clawed at it trying to get it off, when finally, the brunette pulled her upper body back, balancing the blonde against the wall with her hips, and slowly…teasingly inched her shirt up. The taller doctor could hardly tease because the look she was receiving sent shivers throughout her entire body and she practically ripped her top the rest of the way off her body.
The brunette slammed their bodies back together in mad passion. She had one hand on the blonde's ass and the other running up her back and into her hair when she pulled from the wall, turned, and bordered on running the rest of the way up the stairs.
Allison, who had been feasting on the taller woman's neck, muttered, "Last. Left." in between nips and kisses.
Remy did as told and went in the last room on the left. She got them to the bed and very nearly threw Allison down before pouncing. While their mouths fought, their hands caressed, rubbed, massaged, clawed, or simply held.
It didn't take long for them to want more, and soon, Remy pushed herself up and rid Allison of her pants and panties. Before she could lean down and start her plan to nip and kiss and taste her, Miss Allison Cameron sat up and kissed her abdomen. She kissed each patch of skin she could get her lips on as she looked up at the brunette.
Remy was smiling down at Allison, with her hands in the blonde's tangled mane, but soon that look of sweet affection faded and her eyes and mouth closed. She began to hum her pleasure, for Allison had taken Remy's hardened nipple into her mouth and began to play with it whilst taking off her pants and underwear.
As she kissed her way to give attention to her other breast, her hand began a trail up Remy's inner thigh and towards her center. Remy shuttered before anything happened, and Allison grinned wildly at the knowledge that she had this affect on her. She started in on her other nipple and began palming her downstairs. Remy's knees buckled when her hand moved her lips just so, giving no barrier between Allison's palm and her sensitive pearl. As this happened, instead of trying to hold herself up, she let herself collapse on the shorter women.
Allison took full control—not that she didn't already have it—and moved them so that Remy was on her back and she was on top. Her hand never left Remy, and her mouth only moved up to Remy's. Remy's reactions to her were completely intoxicating and soon, she needed more. She needed more. She moved one of her fingers to the brunette's entrance and circled her wetness before bringing it up to circle her nub.
Remy gasped and groaned at the same time. "Mmngh Al!" She couldn't take it anymore, she wanted more and more.
Allison could sense this and she gave her exactly what she wanted. Without forewarning, she entered two fingers whilst circling her over sensitized bud with her thumb. If not for the power of Allison's thrusts, then it was the pace of Remy's bucking that rapidly built up the zealous pleasure in her body. It didn't take long for Remy's exponential climax to occur. Her hands were in tight fists, to the point that if there were no sheet barrier between her fingers and palms, she would be giving herself crescent shaped slits in her hands. She was panting and moaning and screaming out her pleasure the whole time. She was also glistening, which made her look almost ethereal when she came.
Allison, who had moved to straddle the brunette, was rubbing her hands up and down Remy's arms and sides, calming her down. She waited until she got eye contact to move in and kiss her. They kept their eyes open during the kiss, and Remy's hands found their way to Allison's thighs, hips and sides.
"I love you." Allison said as she pressed her upper body into Remy, putting her weight on her elbows so that her hand could keep her hair out of her—and Remy's—face.
"I love you too." She kissed her again, still not closing her eyes.
They stayed that way a little while longer, just looking into the other's eyes, when Remy moved her leg up a little, wanting to bend her knee. Her thigh went straight to the blonde's Pikachu, causing her to gasp with pleasure. Seeing Remy orgasm, and being the cause of that orgasm had made uber wet and sensitive herself.
Seeing her reaction Remy's eyes darkened, "Al..?" She said, her voice rather rough and hoarse, and her eyes held a certain gleam to them when she didn't get a response. "Allison?" She asked as she began bending and straightening her knee.
"Hhngh?" Allison asked as she let her upper body fall completely, her head in the crook of Remy's neck. The only thing she tried to do with her hips and legs was get closer to Remy's thigh.
"Did I do this to you?" She sounded curious, but she knew the answer and was grinning ear to ear of that knowledge. Remy let her hands move down Allison's sides and in between their bodies. She let her fingers get to her garden of Allison when she stopped her hands and leg, waiting for a response. All that came from the blonde was a disgruntled groan. "Did I make you this wet?" Her tone was low and almost sounded threatening. She got nothing but a nod. But, she wanted a verbal answer, "Answer me."
"Amhuh."
After Allison finally got her answer out, Remy grabbed the backs of the blonde's thighs, flipped them over and rammed their hips together. "I want you." She whispered in Allison's ear as she continued ramming their hips creating a steady, firm pace.
"You have me." She finally got a coherent sentence out; it was breathy, but the words were understood.
Remy grinned at her and leaned down so that her mouth was hovering at the blonde's ear. "Good." She whispered licked her ear sensually; all the while her right hand traveling..caressing from the bed to Allison's shoulder down her side and to her yoni.
The shorter woman gasped in response and threw her arms around Remy bringing the taller woman into her chest. She rolled her hips when nothing else happened. Remy was delighting in Allison's need. She gave open-mouthed kisses wherever her lips met skin, and as she began getting closer to a breast she began licking and nipping.
While she was doing this, she let one finger penetrate but only to the middle part of her finger. Allison, by now, was panting, and moaned, bucking involuntarily into Remy. "Mmh." Allison was getting frustrated.
Like the blonde though, Remy interpreted just how she was feeling and let the frustration dissipate immediately. She thrust three fingers, and went at the pace the blonde was urging her to. After a few moments, Allison exploded. The heels of her hands her digging into her eyeballs and she tried to pull Remy even closer with her legs.
As she calmed from her high, she felt Remy settle on top of her and begin to trace her face. Then she felt petal light kisses replace the fingers. Allison leaned up, wanting her lips to land on her mouth, which happened quickly.
They spent the rest of the night holding each other and feeling completely consumed and completely…complete because they were in each other's presence.
~0~
House and Cuddy walked in to the house with Rachel, who left her favorite toy.
"Okay Rugrat, go go." House tried to hurry her along.
"Otay!" Rachel toddled into the living room. "Da TV's on." She stopped her trek and pointed.
House and Cuddy looked at each other in that way that said "Something's off" because Cameron never left the TV on.
They both looked around to see if there was any sign of the small blonde doctor. House whistled at Cuddy after he saw the stairs, and pointed with his cane when she turned around with raised brows.
She quickly ran her high-heeled self to the stares and grabbed the clothes that were on the stares. She flashed a look at House as he checked out her ass, then became serious, "What the hell? What do you think happened last night?"
"Oh you know…just a little girl on soon-to-be wed girl…" As he finished his sentence, they heard a noise from upstairs, and looked at Cuddy with a raised brow. "Do we get to see the morning after."
Cuddy trotted back over to him and took his face, "You be nice." She tapped his nose.
"Or what?" He asked. He turned and watched her as she went to Rachel and knelt down to check and see if she had found her toy.
"Or no…" She looked at her daughter, "Sweeping the chimney for a month." She looked up at him in a dare-like fashion.
"Can you last that long? I know how much you like your chimney swept…" He said, calling her on her dare.
"Oh, I'll still clean my chimney, I just won't use your tools to do it." She stood and crossed her arms.
"And whose tools will you use?" He hobbled over to her to get in her business.
"I have sources…and I like to use my own tools every now and then." She looked up at the face that was towering over her and grinned evilly.
As he was debating on whether he should continue their..conversation, or if he should shut up and deal. But he didn't have to ponder anymore as the door opened and footfalls were heard. The older couple kept their eyes on the staircase not moving or saying anything.
Allison and Remy started walking downstairs. They were going to get the clothes they had thrown around the room before eating and going into work. Allison was going to ride in with Remy to work because, apparently, Remy had told Chase that she was coming over to talk about the thing that was bothering her in the locker room, and that she'd probably just spend the night, so he shouldn't wait up. So after a morning of deciding what to wear, and finding long enough pants for her lover to wear—thankfully, Allison remembered a pair of black pants that Remy had left another time they had had an all night talk—they made their way downstairs.
They were touching each other in some fashion the entire time they got ready and made their trek from the bedroom. But…they stopped dead when they saw the figures in the living room. "What are you doing here?" Cameron questioned, wide-eyed as she began turning red. She didn't know if it was from embarrassment or anger or a sense of regret.
"Rachel forgot her favorite toy." Cuddy said as she finally moved to pick the girl in question up.
Neither Thirteen nor Cameron said a thing.
"So…what were you guys doing?" House asked like a pre-teen.
"Fuck off House." Cameron replied, then realized that Rachel was in the room, "Sorry!" She put her hands out toward the small child like that would somehow make it all better.
"Oooooooh, the walk of shame…Miss Integrity has never known the feeling before. She's always been the good girl never been the cheater." He had turned to Thirteen during his statement then back to Cameron. "How does it feel Cameron? Bad? Like someone punched you right here?" He indicated his gut as he stuck out his bottom lip to make a pouty face.
Thirteen walked over to him, her voice was low and determination and threat could be heard as she spoke, "House, I swear to God, if you make this harder for her than it already is, I will not only remove your favorite appendage, I will kick your thigh as hard as I can and take away any type of pain killer you could possibly get in your body."
House closed his eyes as she spoke and opened them with his brows raised and the corners of his mouth angled down, in a contemplative manor. "You on the other hand, you know the walk of shame..intimately." He looked up, "I'm so punny!" He began to hobble from her, but she grabbed his arm.
"Did I make myself clear?" She asked through her teeth.
"Oh, yes, you did…but, you seem to be forgetting that despite my exterior, I'm on her side…" He looked at Cameron for a moment then turned back to the brunette. "So…this morning should be interesting, huh?" He wrapped his arm around Thirteen's shoulder.
"House." Cameron said in that tone that for some reason made him listen, and do what she wanted as she crossed her arms.
"Okay, okay. We're leaving. You got what you wanted, kid?" He looked at Rachel.
"Yaya!" She started bouncing in her mother's arms.
"Okay, let's get outa here." He put his left arm up for Cuddy to come under and walk out with him. "Oh…I'll understand if for some reason you're late for work." He winked dramatically at Thirteen.
Cuddy glared at him, and turned to them also, "Dr. Cameron, the same goes for you, but know that my 'for some reason' is not the same as his…" She looked between the two younger female doctors.
"Thank you." Cameron said softly, knowing that she meant they could talk, or stall…not just have sex again.
House and Cuddy were out the door, and Cameron turned to Thirteen.
"Wow…" Thirteen said, shocked at House's behavior…not with her or Cameron; with Cuddy.
"You're surprised that House made fun of us then told us to do it again?" Cameron looked at her as she began to make coffee, "You want some?"
"Decaf?"
"Uhh," Cameron opened the cabinet door and took down the decaf that they rarely used, "Of course." She said as she put the caffeinated back in its spot beside the coffee maker.
Thirteen watched as she did this and walked around, getting as close behind her as possible, "Thank you." She nuzzled the blonde's neck and put her hands on the counter, trapping her.
Cameron grinned as she put her hand on Remy's cheek, "You're welcome." She turned and kissed her. She stared at her for a second then started laughing, "I can't believe his behavior really shocked you."
"No…" She laughed a little too as she pulled away and popped up to sit in the counter, "His behavior toward us didn't shock me…his behavior toward Cuddy and Rachel shocked me…" She said as she reached her arms out, wanting Cameron to come between her legs.
Cameron did this willingly, "Oh, and what, may I ask, is so shocking about it?" She was grinning, but honestly didn't know what was so off kilter, that's how he always acted.
"He's just…different. He's nice and doesn't try to piss people off and…almost Dad-like with Rachel, and a real live husband to Cuddy…" Cameron stared at her, "That is not the normal House."
"What is the normal House?" She questioned. When she didn't get anything but an opening and closing of Thirteen's mouth in response, she continued, "House, just like any other person is different in different environments and with different people. You never see it because you are not one of the few people he's let see his other side…but you have to get used to it quickly, and you have to never mention it at work…" Cameron had begun getting coffee mugs and breakfast foods out.
"Okay…?" Thirteen hopped from the counter to help her girlfriend.
"Just..trust me. It won't be pretty if you get to know him and start to treat him differently at work…the only reason Cuddy and I could was because I was and she is fucking him…" She shrugged and put a couple pieces of bread in the toaster oven like it was normal to talk about House fucking.
Thirteen, again was not used to this. She had been sipping her mug as the shorter woman said this, and coughed it down so as not to spit take right on her lover's face.
"Hahahamm, what?" Cameron laughed at Thirteen's reaction.
"I don't know…I…just the last thing I try to think about is House fucking, be it a prostitute, his hand, Cuddy, you—especially you! That thought—I have always tried to have it be out of my head…"
"Well, if you're gonna be around me…and I assume that you do because you're in love with me…you're gonna have to get used to a homey House…"
They talked more on how life would be after the auction. Then, they made their way into work.
~0~
They tried to not look at each other too much as they walked in to the hospital. House didn't have a case, and guess who he sent to the ER to look around after he got bored of playing Hangman and Pictionary. None other than the long-legged, brunette, bisexual doctor herself.
She was rather amazing while dealing with him, and she could tell that he was rather impressed at how..her-work-self she was acting after seeing him that morning in his and Cameron's house.
She smirked to herself as she headed for the ER, but she frowned once she got there and that blonde doctor she was thinking about was not there. She knit her brows and walked over to the nurses' station.
"Hey Cady, are there any interesting cases this morning?" She asked as she looked at the clock, "Or…afternoon? What can we really call 11:30?" She asked with a charming smile.
Cady smiled back, "I know, I'm ready for lunch, but it's still in the AM…" She shook her head as she looked through the files that had made it to the desk, "There's just broken bones and kids with mild fevers right now…"
"Oh. Do you know where Dr. Cameron is?" She asked hopefully.
"She said she was getting a bite and caffeine then she'd be in her office…"
"Okay, thanks Cady." She waved as she walked towards the ER head's office.
As she turned the corner to small alcove that Cameron's office was in, she saw the door shut. She grinned as she walked in without knocking.
Cameron, who had just thrown her burger down and was taking a long gulp of her coffee, turned with raised eyebrows to see who was just so blatantly walking into her office. "Hi." The butterflies were in her stomach milliseconds after seeing who's eyes were on her.
"Hi." Remy said plainly as she locked the door with care…for some reason, she didn't think that it should make a sound. Then she made her way towards the blonde's desk.
Allison, who had tentatively sat down behind her desk as she watched every move the brunette made, "What's up?" She asked with caution and her hands hovering over her boxed lunch.
"House sent me down her to look for a case…" She tilted her head to the side and looked at Allison with a smirk gracing her face.
"Did he?" The brunette nodded her answer to her question. "Well, there's nothing interesting out there right now. Just some broken bones and—"
"Kids with fevers; I know." Remy finished for her. Allison turned her head to the side like she was going to get out of the chair, but she didn't move; just gave her a questioning glance. "I already asked the nurses when I didn't see you…"
"Oh…" Allison nodded as she scooted into her desk and started fiddling with the lid of her meal.
"Are we really going to play this game?" Remy asked with a Cheshire grin.
"Play what game?" Allison looked up and into the brilliant eyes of her lover.
Remy's grin turned into a smirk. She stood and rounded the desk as she spoke her words. "Are we really going to play like nothing happened last…even when we are in complete privacy?" She turned Allison's chair and knelt down in front of her, "Really?"
"I—uhh…we…we. You. I. Uhh. We…whhee…" Allison was stammering as she was consumed by the brunette.
Remy had scrunched her eyebrows and was nodding along with Cameron's stutters with pursed lips, "Mhmm." She said leaning into the blonde's personal space, and further so she could stop her stammers completely. She kissed her hard, with no intention of stopping or slowing their pace.
Allison, was also in no mood to slow what the brunette had obviously come here to do…it was like once the initial impact of their cheating started, she couldn't stop. She was colonized by the brunette and she want to feel any other way. Besides, by the end of the week, Chase will be out of the picture and Remy and I will still be doing this…We'll still be in that stage of the relationship. Possibly forever. Holy God that I don't believe in, what is she doing to me? Allison thought as they progressed through their fornication at a rapid pace.
~0~0~0~
After that morning they had had five, almost six, more romps throughout the week.
That evening, as Remy dropped her off at her house, they almost fell into the backseat, but House came out—with Rachel nonetheless—pretending that he had no idea what was happening and continued to laugh and make fun of Allison the rest of the night.
As Allison was on her way to get some sustenance that was supposedly food on Tuesday, she was pushed into a nearby closet. Soon after, she exited with messy hair that she knew needed fixing, but she was also concerned with her scrub top being inside out…
She decided to repay the favor and as Remy was on her way to the lab, she plucked her from the hallway and locked the door to the vacant bathroom. Again, soon after, Remy was walking out with a silly grin on her face, still trying to de-wrinkle her clothes.
On Wednesday, Cameron sent Remy a text telling her that she had a problem and she needed to see her on the rooftop. She didn't tell her that her problem was lack of sex in the last twelve hours…
On Thursday, Remy text Cameron asking her to save her and get House's lunch because he had asked her to and she forgot. Fifteen minutes later, Cameron walked into House's office—that oddly had the blinds pulled—with a boxed Rueben minus the pickles. As she entered, she saw that House's office was lacking House, but had Thirteen sitting at his desk, legs crossed on top, throwing the baseball between her hands. "Lock the door." She said. And Allison did…then Allison was told to sit on the desk, and well…Allison exited House's office a very sated, very happy woman.
On Friday late afternoon, Allison walked in the locker room again. Chase had passed her in the hallway, and smiled as he exited the building to leave and go get ready for the auction. She walked in, assuming Thirteen was already gone, or in the car, but the fact that Thirteen was leaning against her locker, waiting for her to come in made Cameron assume other things.
They left the locker room and walked out of the building without saying a thing, but both had subtle smirks on their faces as they walked to their respective cars.
"So…I'll see you at the auction thing?" Remy asked, obviously enthused with the auction all the doctors were attending.
Allison's face turned serious, "Yeah." She said as she looked away.
Remy didn't comment on it and continued, "And I'll see you sometime after the auction?" She looked at her hopefully.
"Only if you do what you've been telling me you're going to do. If you don't, then you're not going to see me anytime soon." She bit her lip as she turned her key to open her door.
Remy touched her hip and let her fingers travel up her side; Allison didn't to anything to stop her, "I'll see you sometime after the auction." She said with almost a certain determination in her voice.
Allison just nodded as she got in her car and shut the door. She back out of the spot before Remy could do anything to stop her.
~0~0~0~0~0~
Chase kept putting his hands on her waist and side and stomach and shoulders. She felt like puking. She felt bad that she hadn't broken up with him yet. She felt bad that she was going to break up with him so soon before their wedding, and she felt bad that he had no idea.
She rolled her eyes and looked away from the group of surgeons that she didn't know and Chase was entertaining. He had just told some obnoxious joke that more or less made her yawn, and everyone else bust out into laughter.
She leaned into him and told him that she was going to get a drink. He nodded and turned back to the surgical doctors.
She was sipping her champagne and looking at the art and furniture and cars and boats and everything else that was for sale at this silent auction. She was looking at the things until she saw one thing that caught her eye. That thing being Allison Cameron oh-so-slowly approaching.
They grinned at each other and began making light conversation. Cameron asked where Chase was and Thirteen had told her that she had no idea and had been separated from him for a while.
"Ah hmm." Cameron nodded as she jutted her jaw forward and look up, thinking about her answer. "So…you want to go exploring? I can't fucking afford any of this anyways…and if I can, I don't really need or want it…"
"Uhh…yeah I could go exploring…" Thirteen agreed and they set their glasses down at a nearby table.
They had been walking around the three story building for a while; just strolling hand in hand. They knew that they were in the opposite corridor of the bottom floor they had started in, and that they were going to have to go back to the party soon.
"I don't wanna go back." Remy said as Allison sighed and leaned against the wall with her hands on top of each other padding her ass. Remy looked at the blonde hopefully.
"We have to." She said in a resolute voice. "You have to go home with Chase and you have to tell him…"
Remy huffed, and stared at her lover. They looked into each other's eyes for a bit before they leaned in. She knew that Allison wasn't going to let her kiss her, so she reached for the blonde's necklace and fiddled with it. "I will tell him. Tonight." She looked back into her lover's eyes, still fiddling, "And I will call you and come over as soon as everything is over or he can't take anymore of me, or I can't take anymore of him…" They looked at each other again.
"Yeah?" Allison asked with a meek smile on her face.
"Yeah." Remy smiled at her, turning her small smile into a grin.
The brunette fingered the necklace a bit more, "Well…I should get back."
"Yeah, you should."
She let her hand fall from the necklace and grabbed the blonde's hand. She squeezed it, and kept holding it as she began walking back to the party. Their arms were parallel to the ground as their fingertips finally relented and let go of each other and Remy, who was grinning, continued her way back with purpose.
Allison waited a few more minutes, then decided to just go and claim her coat and leave.
~0~0~
The entire time, they were at the mouth of this corridor, Chase had been watching from a place that they wouldn't have been able to see him. He had gone in search of Remy in the bathrooms and other places she could have ended up, but came up empty handed…Until he looked up and saw Allison and her together. Allison had her flirty, 'I'm in love' face on, and from what he could see of Remy…her face was the same. He grit his teeth as he stood there watching them make a fool of him. Then he went back inside, grabbed a bottle of champagne and left the auction..alone.
AN: Okay…I decided it was time for some sex…so I made that happen… I also decided that I had had enough of them sneaking around…even though that is the main plot of this story…I just don't like Cameron as the cheater…she didn't even cheat on her practically dead husband, you know? So…I needed to quell my conscience…
Well, I'm not positive because it took me a few days to write, but I think the only references in this are again, the Bette, Tina, Jody like love triangle between Thirteen, Cameron and Chase…oh, and the ending with the necklace and Chase seeing…yeah, that's my solute to the season one finale…
I remember writing fornication somewhere in this chapter…most people that I talk to hate this word, but I think it's funny thanks to Lisa Kudrow. Because in the episode of Friends: 'The One Where Everyone Finds Out' I believe is the title. Pheobe, Rachel and Joey—the three that have found out/know about Monica and Chandler are talking about what they know, and Pheobe says "We saw them fornicating!"….I just think that it's freaking hilarious, so…yeah that's why I use fornicating and all other forms of the word…
Tell me what you think! Tomorrow's my birthday, and reviews would make it a good one!