AN: Alright, so this one is uber short… but there wasn't a lot of reality I could work with for this one… and I really, really wanted to do this episode, so… Here it is:

No Reason

Remy was still sleeping off a quadruple shift when she heard her phone blast, "FROM THIS MOMENT! As long as I live…" Of course Remy had to make the ring tone be from the tail end of the song, so Shania Twain is really belting… which scared the shit out of her even more.

She practically fell out of the bed as she scrambled to reach her phone and shut it off, "Huh! WHAT? What's happening? You okay, Baby?" There was an obvious, 'I was just scared awake and am still gaining my bearings' tone in the younger doctor's voice.

"Rem?" Allison asked quietly into the phone, knowing she needed to help Remy simmer.

Once Remy got a hold of herself, she sighed and spoke into the phone, "What's going on, Sweet Pea?"

"House got shot." She said just as quietly as before. She knew that Chase and Foreman were watching and she didn't want them to overhear.

Remy sunk into the bed, "Holy shit…"

"Umm… Chase and Foreman are still here, but I think they might leave at some point…"

This perked Remy up just a little despite the utterly shocking news, "And you want me to sneak into the hospital?"

"Yeah…" Allison said in a small voice, "'Cause I can't leave him… but I need you."

Remy smiled into the phone, "I'll be there as soon as you give the okay."

"Okay."

There was a short pause before Remy spoke again, "Was that the—"

Allison grinned despite herself, "No Baby, it wasn't the okay… I'll text you."

"Okay." She said in a tone that told Allison she meant to keep repeating the word.

~0~0~0~

Five hours. Chase and Foreman waited a whole five hours before they both decided to leave. Five hours it took before Remy looked at her phone as it buzzed to see a one-worded text from Allison, "OKAY" it read.

Despite the situation, she grinned at the thought of being in the hospital with Allison… It was something they would both be doing eventually… that was the plan anyways… She grabbed a pair of Allison's scrubs… the green ones that she never wore, put them on, and then went to the hospital.

"Hey." Remy said in a quiet voice to her girlfriend as she entered the curtained and closed room that belonged to Dr. Greg House for the time being.

"Hey." Allison looked at her, then had to double take, "What are you…?"

"Well, it was either this or pretend I'm one of House's grieving hookers… People don't know who I am, remember Babe?"

Allison smiled at her. She stood up and pulled the taller woman into a hug, "Thank you for coming out here to stay with me while I stay with House."

"Oh Sweet Pea. You know I'd do a lot more than put on some scrubs to stay the night with you when you have to be here…" She dropped a kiss or seven on the shorter doctor's neck.

Allison grinned, "I know…" She pulled from Remy.

Remy looked over to the sleeping man, "So this is it? I mean, I've seen the dude in action that one time… but… this is really it?"

"Shut up! You already love him and you know it… You're just coping because a man you don't even know got shot."

Remy paused and looked in Allison's general direction with a look of dismay, "You shut up!" She mumbled.

Over the night, they would check his vitals and everything else that needed checking, but Remy was gone when House woke up. She knew the risk of him being awake at all and seeing her would throw her chances of working for him away…. Or get her a job with him because she was Allison's lover… Neither sounded good, so before it got risky, she kissed her girlfriend's forehead, left her a note and snuck out of the hospital to change into her own scrubs for her own job…

Allison read Remy's note and tucked it in her pocket just before he actually woke up… and commented on the oily build-up in her hair… and asked why she didn't leave and go have hot lesbian sex to which she shook her head and made her he was doing alright… and asked what the Ketamine was about.