It was so strange how everything seemed so normal. Walking in, Allison could see the usual staff working their usual shifts as if nothing were wrong. Sure, it was probably just her and Remy just didn't (or wasn't able to) wake her up that particular morning, but there was a different kind of feel lurking in the air. It was hard to explain and she couldn't tell what it was, but she knew it was there. Shaking her head, the blonde walked to the locker room to get ready for her day.

She headed to the ER, but was stopped by one of the nurses, Jeffrey if she remembered correctly. "Hey Allison," Jeffery said, temporarily stopping his usual job of organizing files. She was kind of surprised to see him there. I mean, he did sort of help all around the hospital, but she never really saw him working in the ER.

Allison was still a bit distracted so she had to take a moment to process what he said, "Oh. Hi there. How's the ER looking?"

"It's pretty full. Plenty of people for you to choose a new patient from," the nurse answered, returning back to his job.

That was a bit…strange. She worked there, all the people were her patients, she didn't really pick anyone in particular most of the time. The blonde just shrugged it off and continued. Looking around, she noticed that the nurse wasn't lying. The beds were almost all filled and nurses were rushing around the room, doctors trying to keep up with the pace. Allison just stood there, taking a moment to process everything. The next moment, she almost fell over when she felt someone else bump hard into her.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" a familiar voice cried out loudly so Allison could hear.

Just missing bumping her head on a bed, she was pretty freakin okay. She quickly recollected her thoughts and got back up, turning around to face the person that knocked her over, "Yeah, I'm fine don't worry about i- Remy?!"

The brunette just stood there, her eyes blinking quickly a few times in surprise. "Yes? Oh, Dr. Cameron, that was you. I'm so sorry!"

Dr. Cameron? What the hell? "It's fine. Uh…what are you doing here?"

"What do you mean what am I doing here? I work here obviously," Remy replied, looking at her strangely. "What are you doing here? I thought you already picked out a new patient for House. Unless…you already solved that case. If so, you can have this patient."

Remy handed Allison a new file, but she was too distracted to look inside. What the hell was going on? It was like Remy's memories had just been wiped out. I mean seriously…Dr. Cameron? It's not like they were trying to hide the fact that they knew each other. Everyone knew about their relationship and no one seemed to object to that, not even Chase.

"Sure. Uh…thanks," was all she could manage to say. She'd never been more confused than she was right now.

"No problem," Remy smiled. "You should probably get back to House before he kills you, but I'll see you around?"

"Sure, see you around," Allison answered heading off. At least Remy knew that she was still going home with her. On the other hand, she was right. Something is definitely up.

House's office seemed…well like House's office. Everyone was there just waiting and when she walked in, they all stared at her. "Oh look, she's returned!" House exclaimed, throwing his arms up as if he were thanking the heavens. "Jesus, woman, how long does it take to find a patient file?"

"Sorry, I got a bit distracted," the blonde mumbled, sitting down. Geez, she hasn't sat down in a House differential since God knows when. Maybe her and Remy were having some sort of weird 'Hey, let's switch jobs for a day' type of thing.

House looked at the file and let out an over exaggerated sigh, "I know that Cuddy's jugs are distracting, but you couldn't at least find a decent patient?"

"Leave Thirteen alone," Taub interrupted.

Thirteen? Did Remy walk in? Allison looked around, but the brunette was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey!" House shouted again. "Yeah, we're talking to you? Why are you looking around? Couldn't remember your own name?"

What the hell is everyone talking about? My name isn't Thirteen. I don't work here. Would someone explain what the hell is going on?! "Sorry, just heard something strange from down the hall…."

"F-Deezy, you go with Munchkin and Kangaroo and get a decent family history. You can never trust these files," he said, tossing Foreman the file when they all were leaving. Allison sat there, all alone, not sure whether she should be confused or afraid that House didn't give her something to do. A few moments after everyone left, House began tapping his cane on the floor.

"What are you on?" he asked, bluntly.

"What?"

"I said what are you on? What are you smoking, sniffing, and/or shooting up?"

"I'm not on any drugs House," Allison answered, becoming a bit offended. So she did drugs once. Besides, that was years ago.

"Oh yeah and I quit Vicodin," he replied sarcastically. "I knew that you were going to start to self destruct once you got your Huntington's diagnosis, but showing up to work stoned? Even I'm a bit surprised, I thought you were better than that."

"I don't have Huntington's, House…"

"Sure. Anyways, I have a special job for you," he said, now twirling his cane around. "Go down to the clinic or something, hide for a bit, and get your damn act together! Come back again when you can pull off at least acting like a half decent doctor."

Allison just sat there, but left in a hurry when she figured out that House was actually being serious. She didn't feel right going into the clinic and slacking around so she decided that maybe she could talk to Wilson. Wilson was always nice to her and they had become pretty close, especially when she and Remy had begun fighting.

It wasn't a long walk, but she took her time, trying to absorb everything. She was about to knock on Wilson's door when she heard rushed footsteps becoming louder and louder. She turned around to find Taub and Chase standing before her.

"Hey guys. Oh and thanks Taub…for you know, standing up for me and all," she said, giving him a warm smile.

The tiny man looked at her strangely, as if he didn't expect to see her show any sign of kindness at all, "Sure…don't mention it."

"Anyways," Chase said, cutting in. "what did House want?"

"It's nothing. He thinks I have Huntington's and that I'm on a downward spiral because of it," Allison answered, shrugging her shoulders.

The both of them looked stunned. Taub was the first to speak up. "You have Huntington's?"

"Why didn't you tell us?" Chase asked immediately after.

"I didn't tell you because I don't have Huntington's. House is just being ridiculous."

"You can always talk to us you know," Taub said, his pager going off. "Sorry, the wife is calling. See you guys in a bit."

The two nodded as he rushed off. It usually was awkward being around Chase, but not this time. He seemed different as well. Usually, he would've said some sort of corny pick up line by now. He was okay with her relationship with Remy, but he still had a little fun every now and then and hey, if it was a harmless joke, she didn't have a problem with it.

"So why are you going to see Wilson?" he asked, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall.

"House told me to go hide somewhere. Like I said, he's convinced that I'm on some sort of downwards spiral and he thinks I came to work today stoned."

"That would've been a sight," he laughed. "You do seem distracted today though. Is there something on your mind?"

"A little bit," Allison answered, scrunching her face a bit. "I can't really point it out though. Maybe I'm just having a bad day."

"Maybe…why don't we go take the day off? Grab some coffees or something? We already gave House the family history and he seemed to already know the answer so we're not really needed here for the rest of the day," he offered.

As kind as the gesture was, Allison felt a little uncomfortable, "I don't know. I don't want this to end up as some sort of awkward thing."

"Don't be so paranoid!" Chase laughed, leading her to the elevator. "Besides, it's not like I'm going to try to seduce you or anything. I've got a girlfriend to do that to."

Chase has a girlfriend? The thought threw her off guard, but made her awkwardness go away. "Sure. Coffee sounds fine." Chase was good looking, but it was rare that he actually kept a girl around. Usually, he survived on one night stands.

The elevator doors opened and the two stepped inside. "We can just grab our stuff from the locker room and go," he said, pulling out his phone. He laughed as he read the text that was on his phone. Allison couldn't see it, but she got the general idea, "You're smiling like a fool. Is that your girlfriend?"

"Yeah," he laughed. "I think she said she was only working half a day today. You mind if she tags along?"

"Sure, no problem." It was kind of nice talking to Chase like this, not having to worry if he was going to kiss you at any given moment.

"Awesome, I'll text her back."

They got off the elevator when Chase's pager went off. "Dammit," he said, his smile quickly disappearing. "House needs something. It'll only take a couple minutes though. You can go grab your stuff and I'll catch up to you."

"Sure, no problem. Good luck," Allison smiled.

"Thanks Thirteen. See you a few."

Allison just nodded as she walked off. Thirteen…that was going to take some getting used to. When she entered the locker room, she heard the loud clank of a locker being shut. To her surprise, she saw Remy. She looked flawless, no longer in scrubs. The younger girl had on a grey graphic tee as well as black skinny jeans, black suspenders, and bright red canvas shoes.

"Oh hey Allison!" Remy smiled, walking over with her bag slung over her shoulder.

"Hey Remy. I guess we're seeing each other around now aren't we?" the blonde laughed. Okay, it was a bad joke, but she couldn't take back what she already said.

Luckily, Remy laughed along, "I guess so. Man, it was so crowded in the ER today. I'm so lucky Cuddy let me leave for the day. Usually she never lets anyone leave when it's this crowded, but she said since I've been working overtime a lot, I could just leave now."

"You are lucky," Allison agreed. She knew how work was like there and the brunette was right. If the ER was crowded, Cuddy was willing to accept help from the janitors. If you managed to get a half day, you should definitely consider yourself lucky.

Allison and Remy shared their work stories of the day for a couple minutes until Allison finished gathering all of her things. The older woman was just closing her locker when she heard the familiar Australian voice, "Hey ladies."

"Hey Chase," she answered quietly, turning around to face him.

"Robert!" Remy shouted. "I missed you." The brunette walked quickly over to him, wrapping her arms around the taller man and kissed him. Like…kissed him kissed him. Allison was in total shock. When Chase said that he had a girlfriend, she didn't figure that the girl was her girlfriend. What the hell was going on?

That's when it hit her. That little voice in the back of her head.

Will you promise me that you'll walk in their shoes if you heal me?

Alex! That's why everything was different. Was that girl some sort of magician or something? She should've known from when she healed that huge cut on her leg in three seconds flat. She just assumed that she was going to talk to Remy in the morning and try to work something out. Instead, that little devil child literally made Allison walk in Remy's shoes. So if she switched lives with the brunette, why is she with Chase? That was the one thing that made absolutely no sense.

"Why don't we take my truck? Just got it and I've been dying to drive it as much as possible," the Aussie suggested.

"Sure thing babe," Remy smiled.

Allison could practically feel her heart cracking a bit after hearing Remy say babe to someone else. Still, she couldn't just flat out say 'Hi a little child cast some sort of magical spell on me to make me switch lives with Remy and so now I'm living her life and she's with you for some odd reason.'. Instead she just nodded and followed them out.

Oh God…I don't know what I ever did to deserve this…

Amazing plot twist of epic proportions. Okay so not really, but you didn't expect Remy to be locking lips with Chase there, huh? I certainly didn't. Well, I kind of did. I was going to rewrite that part, but I was like 'Eh…Cameron needs a good obstacle.' And what better obstacle is there than Chase totally getting in between them? Of course, the story is still shipping Remy and Allison, I just thought it would be more interesting than just having the two girls switch lives and still be together, fighting about the same old problems. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter and I love to read all the reviews. They all make my day a little brighter and since it's raining now, I'm hoping that I can at least feel all sunny inside even though it's not sunny outside. Okay, that was a bit cheesy and stupid so I'm just going to go away now. See ya~