Wilson's Heart

Cameron walked into the empty, darkened cafeteria and found Wilson sitting there with his head in his hands. She walked over to him and grabbed his forearm after she sat down.

She doesn't say anything… she can't. She knows that one day she might be in his shoes, but he's in his shoes now… and they are the last pair she wants to step in… The man's girlfriend, his lover, his partner… his female House… She's dying and there is nothing anyone can do about it.

He seemed to calm a bit as she sat with him, but he said nothing. He stared off at the table and she started to as well. It was in this moment that she felt the absolute need to go to the lab… She didn't know why or how… but she knew she needed to go, and she needed to go in that moment.

She knit her brows as she stood up, "I'm so sorry, but I have to go…" She mumbled under her breath to herself, "I have to go."

Wilson watched her leave and turned back to the table and looked at it once more, "I do too." He got up to go see Amber.

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Allison took down the hall running to the lab. As she rounded the corner, she saw Remy sitting in there alone looking down. She slowed her pace to see what exactly was going on. As she got closer she saw the needle, the vile, the stress ball and the rubber tourniquet.

Remy hadn't seen her yet, she hadn't heard her. She took one end of the tourniquet in her mouth and the other in her hand. Just as she was about to tie it off, Allison made her presence known, "Rem…" She whispered out as she walked over and took it from her mouth and hand.

"I decided that we have to know." She said quietly, "We have to know what we're dealing with. We have to know if I… If I'm gonna…." She looked up at her, "We have to know." She stood up and pushed away from the table, "With all the stuff with Amber, and with all the stuff that House did, I can't-I can't… I can't do it do you. I can't do it at all. We have to know. We have to know. We have to know!" She repeated herself three more times as her words got louder and louder. Then she sunk to the floor in tears.

Allison was immediately at her side, holding her, "Shhh, Baby." She soothed, "Calm down."

"We have to know." She clung on to her lover's arm and they stayed there a bit longer.

As Remy calmed completely she looked up at Allison, who was stroking her hair. The blonde smiled at her, "Are you ready?"

Remy nodded, "I'm ready." She took a ragged breath and stood up. She took her seat on the stool again, and Allison stood next to her.

The blonde tied the tourniquet off, found the vain and inserted the needle. One vile of blood running later, she and Remy were walking down the hall hand in hand, going back to the diagnostics lab.

Cameron stayed for a while, but when Remy wanted to say goodbye to Amber after hearing they were waking her up, she went back to her office after kissing her temple.

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Two hours later, her office door opened and Remy walked in. Cameron had never seen the look on the woman's face before her. She got up from her desk quickly and walked two feet then stopped and stared at her, ready to run to her or away from her whenever she had it figured out.

Two seconds later, Remy's eyes leaked a grand total of four tears and Cameron was holding her tight. She walked them over to her couch and held Remy as close as possible, making sure the brunette knew she was there.

They stayed that way for a long time until finally Remy sat up, "We should go get my test results." She stood up and walked to the door. She didn't turn around, but she knew that Allison had stayed on the couch, "I need you to be with me… but I can't take the look that you're gonna give me when it's positive… I can't take the look on your face right now… but I need you. I need you with me, and we have to find out."

Allison got up from the couch and walked the few feet over to her. She wrapped her arms around her middle and kissed the brunette's neck, "I've got your back then, Baby…"

Remy nodded and they held hands tightly as they walked back to the lab. They waited for the piece of paper to print and then Remy took it from the print tray.

The red letters screamed at her as she saw the 'POS' connected by a dotted line to 'Huntington's Chorea'. It was in this moment that she let her knees give way. It was in this moment that she broke. And Allison had her back. She held onto her, she put her on a stool and still held her tight. Remy cried for a total of ten minutes. Then she was done. She held onto Allison's waist as she pulled back, then wiped her face and nose with one hand, one always touching her lover, "I need a fucking drink." She said as she finally looked up at her.

Allison nodded and they got themselves together and made their way to the bar. They saw Foreman there and sat down. He didn't ask what was going on with Remy, and it was nice that they didn't have to tell right away. He watches as Remy drank and over drank… She was already drinking to forget. He watched Allison keep one hand on her, always making sure that Remy knew she wasn't alone. It was when Remy practically passed out on the table that he knew the evening was over.

He helped get Remy into the car and told Cameron that he was always willing to help out if they needed help with anything. She nodded and got in and they drove back to their apartment where Remy drank whatever liquor they had, which thank God was not much, and passed out in their bed.

Cameron opened the piece of paper with Remy's test results once more and stared at the red letters that handed them their future. Sooner than she realized the letters became blurry and she felt wetness on her cheeks. She heard sobbing from her throat and felt the shaking over her body. They just learned their future… and it was the exact reason neither of them believed there was a God… They learned their future.