AN: Hey guys, I guess I'm in this for the long run, or so the reviews would have me believe. Quick note, if you see something in Italics, then it's a memory, whose, will depend on the context. Oh and something I forgot last chapter, I don't own house or the characters (Though I do own the character of Ivy). This chapter features jumping perspectives. Remy is in first person, everyone else will be in third
I couldn't wait to get the hell out of this hospital. It had been two days since I had come out of my coma and I couldn't be more pleased to be leaving today. Allison was coming to get me. Memories had been slowly coming back, but I was still at a loss on the part of my relationship with her. She only left late last night to get some sleep and a change of clothes. I knew I had feeling for her, I had since she helped us out during the weeding process (as I liked to call it). I remembered everything up to discovering Kutner, but I needed to know everything. I needed to know how and why this had happened.
The attending nurse had told me this morning that I could be discharged. Apparently, no swelling and no concussion meant I was fine. Who would have known? (!) I sighed, I didn't have much patience. I had no personal items to take with me, having had the clothes I was wearing at the time of the accident cut off me. All I really wanted was a burger and a beer, because, lets face it, hospital food is pathetic. Deciding that I needed to leave the room before I broke something, I wandered out into the hospital. I headed for the café, desperate to get a coffee. It wasn't alcohol, but it was the next best thing here. It seemed unusually busy, and it took fifteen minutes for me to get my drink. I didn't turn around when I heard the telltale noise of the person I didn't want to talk to now. House.
"Ahh, my pretty, little, lesbian ex-duckling, how are you doing this fine day?" he spoke in his signature sarcastic droll.
"Go away, House. I'm not in the mood for this." I dismissed him with a wave of my hand. But, of course, he refused to leave, instead depositing himself in the chair opposite.
"Aww." He whined, "I never get to see you anymore. Can I not be thoughtful?"
"Not when you're you. And what do you mean you never get to see me. I work for you, remember?" House's face lit up like a Christmas tree. I sighed into my hands. "What now?"
"Oh, Taub just owes me $100. He bet me that your memory loss was faked." House was ecstatic. "So, what's it like with a clean slate? Going back to your old party-girl ways? Can I watch?" He didn't bother to hide his glee. I stared him down, getting tired of him.
"Fine." He pouted, "You quit a year ago, and started working as a surgeon. Now you owe me. Pictures of you and Cameron will suffice."
"No chance. And anyway, I thought you wanted me to be the party girl again." I stated as he got up to leave.
"Tch, yeah right." He scoffed. "We all know you can't deny your attraction to Cameron. I knew it before you two did."
He got up and left before I could reply. I sat there in silence as a memory returned.
The day had been rather slow. No new patients in Diagnostics. We were sitting around the table playing poker. I was up two hundred dollars when House limped in.
"Lesbian, go to the ER and find us a patient."
I sighed, "Why me? Can't Foreman go? He's out of the game and i'm up."
"Because I said so. Now get your hot lesbian ass out of that seat and down to the ER. Taub, go do my clinic hours."
I grabbed the money off the table and wandered down to the ER. I perked up at the thought that I might get to see Cameron. The ER was swamped. A five car pileup on the freeway and a truck that crashed into a convenience store had injuries left, right and centre. I tracked down Cameron.
"House is looking for a patient." I all but shout over the din of the room. Cameron doesn't even give me a second glance, just points at a small pile of folders.
"Take those. I'm sorry, but I'm really busy here." She moves off without another word. I picked up the case files and flicked through them quickly. One looked likely. I called over an intern and told him to take it up to Dr. House. I decided that Cameron needed my help more than House needed me, so I spent the afternoon sewing up cuts and setting bones. One case turned out to be more major then a broken femur. He ended up with a collapsed lung and three broken ribs. I signed his chart and set him up to get an MRI. I leaned against a wall, exhausted. I really didn't know how Cameron did this everyday. That's when she found me.
"You look like shit." She handed me a cup of coffee. I sipped it and found it to be delicious. How had she known what to get me? "I've been behind you several times in line and you always order the same thing." She answered my unasked question. "Thanks for the help. It's always nice to have an extra pair of hands."
"I'm glad you're happy. I'm glad to know that this wasn't a wasted effort." She didn't reply to that. Just stood there, watching me as I drank. "Do I have something on my face?"
Cameron nodded, "Do you want me to get it for you?" She moved up to me and brushed her lips over mine. "Thank you." She whispered into my ear. She left without another word.
Allison brushed her white hands against her top, removing the flour. She picked up the pastry and placed it in the fridge. Ivy sat on the bench, licking the spoon clean. Allison picked her up. "Come on Munchkin, let's get you clean." Ivy giggled as Allison carried her to the bathroom.
Once Ivy was clean, Allison carried her to her room and sat her on her bed. She grabbed some clothes from the duchess behind her and started to dress the toddler, who wasn't making it easy. "Ivy, the sooner you get dressed, the sooner you can see mummy again." Ivy stopped fidgeting and lifted her arms up for Allison to slide the blue dress onto her. When Ivy was dressed, she launched herself from her bed and into Allison's arms.
"I love you, Awy." Ivy wrapped her arms around Allison's neck and kissed her on the cheek. Allison wrapped her arms around Ivy and started carrying her to the car.
"I love you too, baby girl. Now let's go get mummy."
AN: I'll try to update once a week but I'm suffering through some pretty major writers block at the moment, so if I don't, it will be soon after that. Again please R&R, any feedback, good or bad is encouraged. Also for the record, chase might not be appearing. I can't stand the smarmy cunt. (Possibly because i'm a kiwi and we can't stand Aussies) although I do have an idea for a future chapter with him. Also, if anyone would be interested in Betaing this story send me a pm.
crazyheart101 – Try out 'It was all chance' by JMolover13, it features Cameron with a little girl or Options by Vanamo which features an adopted girl.