AN: Yes… Cameron and Chase's conversation is completely opposite then turns into my own… I just didn't want anyone to get confused!
Insensitive
Remy had been searching for the perfect Valentine's Day present for a while. She knew that Allison already got her one… she's not the best when it comes to hiding things… and Remy's not the best at resisting a peek… She decided that she too was going to get her girlfriend something awesome this year… it was just a matter of if it was going to be as sentimental—which is what she was hoping for…
See… Allison got her a turtle necklace… now, to anyone else that's just a little random, but Remy collected turtles… Allison had even gotten her a real turtle in college, and he was still in their lives today… See… when her father gave up on her… on life really after her mom died, her grandmother was the only person she cared about… and the only person that cared about her… After she died her senior year of high school, she used the money she got from her estate and everything else her grandmother left to pay for school… and Remy sold everything but these turtle figurines that were all over the place… Her grandmother had just always collected them…
So the turtle necklace was actually a rather badass gift… and Remy needed to make hers at least as badass… As she looked around their apartments, she realized that they had more than a couple Wizard of Oz figurines and other random stuff… and that's when it clicked… Allison loved the Wizard of Oz… she always has, just like Remy has always liked turtles.
She walked to a store that always had random figurines and found some… just not any that were what she was looking for… She didn't quite know what she was looking for, but she knew that she would know when she saw it. After three more Hallmark's on top of two more random stores that screamed "Wizard of Oz shit here!" at her, she finally found it… It was a necklace of the Tin Man… he had his axe and his heart.
She smirked and knew that it was going to be Allison's.
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Cameron and Foreman were working on all of the tests they were running on their CIPA patient. Cameron breathed a sigh before she looked up at Foreman, "Past 3 a.m. on Valentine's Day night. I assume you had a date with Wendy."
"She'll survive. She knows the deal." He said stiffly.
"You're lucky." She gave him a look to tell him how lucky he was.
"I know."
Cameron thought for a moment and then pushed the talking forward, "Someday, when there's time, I would like to actually have a social life."
Foreman scoffed, "Someday? Come on. If there's one thing a good-looking woman can have whenever she wants, it's a social life."
Cameron smirked as she gave him a pointed look, "You mean a sex life."
"There's nothing wrong with a little companionship 'til the real thing comes along." Foreman was slightly smirking as well.
Cameron shrugged—she had to tell him the same story House knew at the moment, "I had the real thing. Forgive me if I don't want to settle."
Foreman's lack of belief was obvious, "Right."
Cameron knit her brows and looked at him, "What does that mean?"
"Nothing." He was quick to try to retract his statement even though he knew she wouldn't give it up.
"You think I didn't have the real thing?" The woman was flabbergasted.
"I have no idea what you had."
"And yet you're judging it." She snapped back… as she should have.
Foreman sighed, "It's late. I'm cranky. Sorry."
Cameron muttered under her breath, "I didn't have the real thing." She had mumbled loud enough for him to hear, but after she looked up, "How could you even know?"
"You were with a dying woman. You thought six months, a year, it'll be tough. But then I'll recover and I'll have the rest of my life. It's like willingly getting the flu or joining the Peace Corps. Short term."
She wanted to slap him across the face so hard in that moment, instead she went with sarcasm, "Wow, you nailed it. It was basically like a wasted weekend."
Foreman resituated himself, "The sacrifices you made were huge. But they were at the height of your love for him. Commitment is only commitment because it has no expiration date. You stand next to someone and watch them floss for 30 years like my parents have, then ask for sacrifices. That's how you know the real thing. Cameron, I wasn't criticizing you. People who avoid commitment are people who know what a big thing it is."
Cameron shook her head before she looked down in her microscope then immediately pulled, "I need a minute." She said curtly and headed for the door, "I'm cranky and tired too."
She silently walked down the hallway, clenching, like she does. She closed her eyes and just wished that she could open them and Remy would be there, in the hospital, on Valentine's Day… because it was frickin' Valentine's Day and they hadn't been together in what felt like forever… and that might have been the holiday talking, but… It's how it felt… Just as she passed the small alcove that led to restrooms, she heard a rather distinct voice.
"Hey there pretty lady." Remy said in her best low, creeper voice as she leaned against the very edge of the alcove looking at her.
Cameron turned around and grinned as she walked over to Remy, who seemed to be hiding something but she couldn't seem to care as she then walked her to the edge of the alcove and pushed her into the wall where she proceeded to kiss the crap out of her.
When she pulled away, she stared into those deep eyes that were Remy Beauregard Hadley and couldn't resist the urge to peck her once more before asking, "This is the real thing, right? Like… the real thing?"
Remy stared at her confused, "I sure hope so…cause otherwise we've spent way too much money, time, feelings, and drama on each other if it wasn't…" She stared down at the other woman with a grin, "This included…" Remy says as she pulls a red and white rose from behind her back, then as Cameron took it and stared down at the intertwining, variegated colors with a wide smile before Remy pulled the necklace from her pocket and let the Tin Man dance on the bloom of the flower to get her girlfriend's attention.
Cameron smiled at it and took it from her, "The Tin Man?" She asked as she looked at it, then decided she wanted it on and turned, giving it back to Remy to put on her.
"Mhmm." Remy nodded, then kissed Allison's neck as the older woman picked her hair from her neck to get the necklace on.
"Why?" she asked as she picked it from her sternum and stared down at it as she turned back to her lover.
"Because this way you always got me with you even when you don't…" Allison looked up at her girlfriend and half smiled, wanting more of an explanation, "I know that you love Wicked babe, but I also know that you love the Wizard of Oz… and pre-Gregory McGuire, the Tin Man was just a man with no heart that he knew about until he asked for one… I didn't know I had a heart until I asked you to give me a chance… that was when I knew I'd had one all along…"
Allison bit her lip and looked up at her, "So this is the Tin Man with a heart… because of me?" She asked.
Remy grinned, "Yeah Baby… it is."
Allison pushed her into a hug and they leaned against the wall before sliding to the floor. Remy made quick work at her back pocket as they slid, "I stopped by the vending machine… Chocolate on Valentine's day…" She shrugged, "There's the good stuff at your apartment of course, but I'd have been looked at if I walked in here with it…" She said as she ripped open the Hershey's bar and gave her a piece.
"This really is the real thing…" Allison said as she took the chocolate, "You sneak I here just for me…" She rested her head on Remy's shoulder.
"Of course I do baby," Remy kissed the other brunette's hair, "I love you… and it's Valentine's day…"
"I love you too." Allison looked up and waited for Remy's lips. "Okay… I have to go… we have to finish testing… I'm sorry baby…"
"Honey, it's your job… I understand." They stood up and Remy kissed her forehead, then her lips, "I'll be at your apartment, alright? I have today off too…" She bit her top lip before she felt another pair over bottom one and immediately kissed back.
After finally pulling from her lover, she walked back to the lab. Foreman didn't notice the added necklace and she honestly didn't expect him to. She walked over to the microscope and stared into it, "This isn't right."
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After finally figuring out Hannah had a tapeworm, and after getting ready and walking out of the hospital, Chase caught up with her, "Happy Valentine's Day." She said with a soft smile.
"A holiday that only applies to people who are already paired up. For everyone else it's Wednesday." He replied.
"Wow. Thank you for that dash of cold water…"
"Don't get me wrong. I still think true love's out there it's just very far away. Possibly in another galaxy. We may need to develop faster than light travel before we can make contact." He said as they walked outside. He slowed their pace and made Cameron turn to him, "So I'm thinking we should have sex."
Cameron's brows shot up and her hands shot out a bit, "That makes sense…"
Chased smiled at her reaction, "Yes, well… Despite the wisdom of pop songs, there's no point in putting our lives on hold 'til love comes along. We're both healthy and busy people. We work together so it's convenient…."
Cameron stared at him, "Like microwave pizza?"
"…And of all the people I work with, you're the one I'm least likely to fall in love with."
"Like… microwave pizza…" She said again with knit brows.
"The point here is to make things simpler, not more complicated. Someday there'll be time to get serious about someone. Meanwhile, why not this?"
Cameron was a fish out of water for a moment, "Because…"
"Because…?" His tone went down in confusion. He waited for an explanation.
"Because in order for sex to be good… first, it should be consensual.." She raised a brow, "Which it's not… second, both people should be attracted to the other person and the parts they have…" She raised her other brow, "And neither of those apply here in this case…"
"Wait… What?" Chase asked as she turned to leave.
"I'm gay Chase…" She sighs and turns back to him. He is staring at her blankly, almost as if confused, "A lesbian, Chase… A woman who likes other women? A gay woman, a dyke, a carpet muncher, a muff diver, pussy pleaser? Do you know what I am saying."
"Yeah—No you're not…"
Cameron raised her brows, "I'm not…. I guess I should break up with my girlfriend then…"
"Girlfriend?"
"Yes… my lover… partner? Chase?"
"You… you're really a lesbian?"
Cameron gave him a half smile and a nod before turning around, "Oh… and I trust you'll keep this discreet?" She gave him a pointed look before turning back around and walking away.
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By the time Allison got to her apartment, and shrugged off her coat, dropped her bag and shuffled to her room, she was ready to pass out… that is until she saw Remy laid out naked on her bed, "Good god! Are you trying to kill me, woman?" She asked as she walked in further, starting to shed her clothes… it was at this point, she got to her lover's sternum and saw her present already out of its wrapping. As her eyes traveled further up, she saw Remy's cheeky grin.
"Uh… I wanted you to draw me like one of your French Girls?"
"Oh really, now?" Allison was grinning.
"I'm sorry baby, I couldn't help myself… I was all alone… and I had already found it once, hiding it from myself was not very successful in the long run…"
Allison finished stripping her clothes and crawled on top of her, meshing their bodies together, "If you let me sleep for four hours or so, I will gladly reenact the car scene… but I just… four..five hours?" She stuck out her bottom lip.
Remy grinned, "Is that a promise?"
"No… but I do promise to have sex with you tonight…. Lots and lots of sex… it is Valentine's Day after all… those three words."
"Mhmm! Let's get naked!"