It's a Wonderful Lie

"I cannot fucking believe he gave him a present! We all agreed not to." Remy paced her living room.

"Come on… you know deep down you want to give him a present…"

"No. Not with the way he's been treating me lately. I don't." She turned to Allison who was watching her pace from the couch all cuddled up making her want to dive in and cuddle, but refraining due to her anger.

Allison cocked her head and looked at her, "Come on… You know that you still love him. Even though you hate him right now."

"No!"

"What about a Jagger LP?"

Remy stopped and stared at her girlfriend wide-eyed then slumped, "That's perfect…" She sulked.

Allison grinned and reached her arms out for her to come and lay down with her, which Remy did happily.

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This case… this truly bizarre case that was… well bizarre. The mother had cut both her boobs of in prevention of getting breast cancer… and she got breast cancer… in the back of her knee… It really took its toll on her though.

She saw Maggie and Jane, she saw a mother and daughter that were so close, and so honest and she saw Cameron and maybe their future kid after she was gone probably… and it completely broke her.

She thought about House… and how he squirted that nasty back of the knee milk in Jane's mouth and laughed a bit at Kutner and his holiday antics as they got off the elevator and entered into the lobby that had turned into the hospital holiday Christmas party.

She made sure not to glance to much at her girlfriend, but she couldn't help herself… Taub and Kutner were also looking over there, but that was mainly because Foreman was trying to get their attention and wave them over.

They walked slowly and she looked at Chase who was just staring back at her and moved a little closer to Cameron… Cameron though, took a step away from him. She sidled next to her girlfriend and they grinned at each other.

"So you guys are the new ducklings." She looked at all of them.

"Yeah." Taub nodded.

"How is it so far?" Chase asked.

"It's… working for House… it's the greatest thing ever in the whole world." Thirteen deadpanned causing them all to laugh.

Cameron leaned into her like she would anyone, but she didn't pull away… and no one seemed to notice. Not even House as he limped across the lobby and looked over at them. He almost did a double take to really look at Cameron and Thirteen standing next to each other laughing… but he didn't. He did decide to start thinking that maybe Thirteen might soon be thirty-one… and oh-how-delightful that would be… but he didn't look back to make sure that he saw what he saw.

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"Baby?" Remy whispered as they walked out to the parking lot and over to their cars—they just happened to park next to each other again.

"Yes, Honey?" Allison said loudly and proudly—she was a little tipsy, and they were the last of their group to leave.

"You wanna ride home with me instead? You're a little out of it."

Allison pursed her lips and thought, "I do…. I do wanna ride home with you instead." She nodded and stomped her foot.

… Okay, maybe she was a lot tipsy.

Remy laughed, "Baby…"

"What? Baby! Come on! Take me home and then…. Take me home!" She laughed drunkenly to herself as she wrapped her arms around her lover and started kissing her.

"Baby." Remy held her down despite that she didn't want to.

"Honey, I want to come out." Allison said seriously… as seriously as she could at the moment.

"You want the whole entire hospital to know about us?"

Allison stood there for a moment, "I don't care if the whole entire hopsital." She knit her brows, "Hopsit…. Hopsit—"

"Hospital."

"Yes, I don't care. I'm tired of playing hide and seek."

"Well… honey, I think you're going to change your mind in the morning."

"Nuh uh."

Remy chuckled, "Yes."

"Why will I?"

"Because Babe… you wouldn't be you if you weren't carefree when drunk and secretive when sober… secretive around everyone but me."

"Everyone but you." Allison nodded and kissed her again.

"Baby, I love you… So much, you know?"

Allison grinned, "Of course I know."

"Good…"

"Why are you making sure I know?"

Remy stared at her a moment as she walked them around to her car and pushed her gently against the passenger door and leaned into her, "I love that you can tell even when drunk when something is bothering me…"

"You never make sure that I know for sure unless something is happening with you…" She was seemingly sobering in front of the brunette.

"Our case this week… it… It made me start thinking, babe."

"Thinking?"

"Yeah… I want more. I want to move in. I want babies and a family with you."

"And you're telling me this while I'm drunk?"

"Just because you'll change from being an extrovert to an introvert doesn't mean that you won't remember this." Remy cocked a brow.

"You want to move in?" She asked softly and hugged her girlfriend close.

"Yeah." Remy nodded, "I want to move in."