AN: Okay, the next three I wanted to put together, but they were just too damn long for one single chapter…but! I felt they should all be written together as one big story arc because they are all kind of one big story arc… That's right, we've gotten to the first time Cameron tries to quit! So, this one is kind of long…I've also written these a bit differently than I have the other chapters. I will actually be including the real dialogue in some parts… Well, here is the first chunk.

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Remy walked into Allison's apartment. Allison had asked her to come over after she was finished with school and work. Her girlfriend had made her lasagna and wrote her an apology note if she was terribly late coming home from House's speech.

What speech? The younger brunette asked herself as she turned the note over. It said, 'I'll explain everything when I get home.' Oh…sure. Remy nodded at the fact that Allison knew her thoughts and put their dinner in the oven to heat. She's like the energizer bunny…like a sexy energizer bunny… Remy looked off to the side and smirked, Playboy bunny with energy… She laughed to herself as she set the timer.

She had just kicked her shoes off and popped her back from the longest day ever when the door opened. She turned and saw that look on Allison's face. "Babe?"

Allison was so deep in thought that the younger brunette had to physically shake her form her stupor. "Huh?" She looked up into those eyes that get her every time. "What?"

"Why are you going to quit?" Remy sat her down on her couch and sat on her coffee table so they were face to face.

"I…I need to protect myself." She said, not giving her girlfriend anything to work with.

"What happened?"

"House made a deal with Vogler that if he made a speech at tonight's thing, then House would be able to keep all of us…"

"And what did House do?" Remy crossed her legs and rested her chin on her hand that was held up by her elbow, resting on her knee.

"He…" She smirked—a very slight, barely there smirk, but a smirk nonetheless—and shook her head, "He did the right thing. I mean, these drugs coming out are literally the same thing, just more expensive, and that's what he said." She had this grin beginning to grace her face, "Rem…he's good."

Remy nodded. She didn't need to hear anymore than Allison was telling her. She understood what the older woman was trying to say, "So, when are you going to…?"

"Now." Allison stood up and walked to her door. She turned and looked at Remy then walked back over to her, "I love you." She kissed her then headed for the door.

"Love…you too—you're gone." Remy said as Allison walked determinedly out the door once more.

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Allison got to House's door. She swallowed a lump that had immediately formed and knocked. It took a bit for him to open the door but when he did…the first thing he did was apoloize.

"I'm sorry. I should've taken an extra couple Vicodin and just held my nose." He said, telling her that he knew it was a douche move if he really wanted all three of them to stay.

She smiled her Cameron smile, "I'm guessing you did take a couple extra Vicodin."

"True."

She sobered quickly and did what she drove there for, "You don't need to worry about firing anyone. I'm leaving."

"Why?" He asked as he took in those big doe eyes of hers, "Is this another noble, self-sacrificing gesture? Are you trying to protect Foreman?" he asked as he started limping toward her.

"No."

He gave her a look, "So this is just, 'Don't fire me. I quit?'"

"I'm protecting myself. You asked me why I like you. You're abrasive and rude. But, I figured everything you do, you do it to help people. But I was wrong. You do it because it's right." She surprised herself with how calm she was through her speech.

Allison took in one last breath and extended her hand to shake in thanks…or maybe it was really just to touch the man that had made such an impact in her life that he probably didn't even realize. Nevertheless, he rejected her. He looked off to the side and did nothing. She blinked back the tears that she knew were threatening to spill from her eyes and let her hand drop.

"There are only two ways that I can deal with things. One is in my control. That's to leave. Goodbye, House." She walked out of his door with a resolve she didn't think she was going to have.

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She walked back in her apartment no more than 20 minutes later to find Remy dipping out the late dinner.

"Hey Sweetie…" Her girlfriend turned to her fully after making sure the oven was off. She saw the look Allison had and knew that it was starting to sink in…that she wasn't going to get up and go to work the next day, that she needed to find another job, that she just wanted to crumble. Before Allison could let a tear fall, Remy walked over to her. Allison had begun trying to take a breath, but began gasping because her cry was beginning. "Shhh," Remy took Allison's face in her hands and kissed her forehead, "I know." She said as she pulled her into a tight, reassuring, Remy bear hug and held her close. She let Allison silently cry into her shoulder and effectively stain her hoody. "It's gonna be okay, Sweet Pea." She kissed her cheek, "You're gonna get through this."

"How do you know?" Allison asked as she pulled away and looked at her.

"Because you're Allison Cameron." Remy still had a hold of her girlfriend's hips and leaned her into the counter's edge. "You are this driving force that conquers out of goodness. You inspire people. You work your 'stunning little ass off' everyday." Allison laughed which made Remy grin, "I'm glad that wasn't too soon…" She said as she kissed her cheek again, "You, my Baby, make everything better. You do what needs to be done and pick up people's slack because to you…it's what's right. You're going to get through this because it's what you're supposed to do."

"That's not very encouraging…" Allison gave her a look through her tears.

"I know, Sweetie, but it's what you do." Remy gave her an intense look. "You are everything good. You're way better than Glinda…err, Galinda..whoever the fuck. You run laps around her." Allison gave her a closed mouth smile, "You want to talk about it?" Allison shrugged, "You want to eat first?" Allison shrugged again then nodded. "Okay."

Allison and Remy talked all night. Remy made the executive decision to not go to class the next day because…she didn't want to. She wanted to be with her lady.