It Lasts Forever (House MD)

[xx Leila xx]

Hey guys I wrote this while Bandaids was down, so...enjoy! I am a shipper for Chase/Cameron, Cameron/House, and House/Cuddy. They overlap so I just chose Cameron and Chase for this one.
This story takes place shortly after Hunting, so there are some Season 2 spoilers. If you want to know what's going on, scroll to the bottom of my post and I'll reveal it. If you don't want it spoiled, don't read this story.
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Chapter 1: Morning After

Cameron

I slipped into the differential room quietly. My goal was to be unnoticed, but of course that was impossible with House in the room. He gave me a look.

“You look like you’re coming off a high,” he commented. “Have a nice night?” Rolling my eyes and deciding not to answer, I sat in a metal-backed chair at the table, as far away from Chase as possible.

“Got a case,” said House, throwing back a Vicodin. “Some guy, no idea how old he is. He has a fever and abdominal pain, but no elevated white count.”

“How high?” I asked as I pulled my jacket off. I avoided looking at Chase as he tossed my the patient’s chart. I was shocked when I saw the patient’s temperature at last check: 102. “Recheck his blood,” I suggested. “Maybe his normal white count is lower.”

House rubbed his stubble, obviously thinking. I took advantage of that moment of silence to steal a glance at Chase. He had stopped staring at me and was now gazing out the window.

I sighed audibly. Fortunately, everyone else was preoccupied with the patient and no one seemed to notice my worries. The worries seemed to be infinite. I could be HIV positive, and I had decided to let myself go last night. Desperately needing a friend and some comfort, I had slept with Chase; Chase!

Really, the sex was creating my biggest problem. I had needed someone to lean on, but what if Chase saw it differently? I didn’t love him, and didn’t want to love him. And what if I had infected Chase with HIV? I had taken some antiviral pills, and it was a 99.9% chance I was negative. But that still left a tenth of a point.

I looked at Chase again. He caught my gaze that time, and gave me a gentle smile. A cute smile, I had to admit, but I just didn’t want a relationship with Chase. Out of all the people I worked with, why Chase? I wondered. What makes him think I’d be interested in him?

“Cameron! Chase!” snapped House. “I told you to go collect all the fluids you could get from the patient. He looked in between the two of us. Chase wiped the smile off his face. I hadn’t been smiling in the first place. House laughed quite evilly. “You two slept together last night, didn’t you?” he said in that annoying, all-knowing voice of his.

Okay, I decided. I still don’t want this, but if I had to choose, I’d rather have Chase than House. “No,” I snapped at him. I got up and pulled on my lab coat. Without a second glance at either of them, I walked briskly out of the room and headed to draw blood and collect a urine sample from the patient. I realized I hadn’t been listening, and I had no idea what the differential was. I wondered what I was going to tell the patient.

After collecting the samples, I sent them to the lab for Foreman to run whatever tests he had to on them. I found a not-so-pleasant surprise waiting for me when I got out of the lab.

“Can I talk to you?” asked Chase quietly. He was leaning against the wall with his hands shoved in his lab coat.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” I replied. I was walking back the Diagnostics Office, but Chase was following me.

I whipped around, causing my auburn hair to nearly hit Chase in the face. “What do you want?” I asked angrily.

“Allison, we had sex last night!” he exclaimed in an angry whisper. “Don’t tell me we have nothing to talk about. If you don’t want to talk about it here, fine, but please, we have to talk. Will you meet me after work tonight?”

“No,” I said coldly. I went into the office, leaving a heartbroken Chase standing dumbly in the hallway.
What had I done?

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Ok, ready guys? That was a dramatic build-up. OK, in the episode prior to my fic, an HIV-infected patient coughs blood into Cameron's nose and mouth, so she might have it too. Deciding to let go, she takes crystal meth and sleeps with Chase...not the wisest move she's ever made.

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goodie!!!! HAHAHAHAHA FIRST COMMENT MINE!!!!

[Quarter of Delirium]

can't wait for more updates!

[xx Leila xx]

grar, nicole and sara had better read this

[xx Leila xx]

Chapter 2: Confessions
Cameron’s POV
I lay on my couch flipping through a fashion magazine. Someone rapped on the door. I sighed and got up, closing the magazine.
Looking through the peephole, I saw Chase standing on my porch. I opened the door and attempted to stare him down. When it didn’t work, I growled, “What do you want?” I had decided to be rude to Chase and not give a damn until he stopped liking me on his own.
“Can I come in?” asked Chase in a tiny voice. I could tell I had intimidated him. I gave him an evil glare that clearly said, “No.”
“Cameron,” he started to say, then he corrected himself and said, “I mean, Allison...”
I got an odd feeling in my chest when he said that. “Don’t call me Allison,” I said softly. For some reason, my heart ached even worse when I said that. No, I told myself. Chase means nothing to me. I can’t hurt when I say that, I just want Chase to leave me alone.
“Okay,” replied Chase. “Cameron, I love you.”
A strong urge to punch Chase overcame me. And it wasn’t because he was creeping me out. His words were unleashing a whole new stream of feelings, and they were headed straight for Chase. Why did he have to say that? I wondered. I felt weak.
I couldn’t say anything. I didn’t have to. Chase leaned in and began to kiss me. As much as I hated to admit it, it felt amazing. But I pulled away from him and sucked in a breath.
“Chase,” I spoke in a shaky voice. “Stop. Last night, it...it meant nothing. I just needed a friend. And,” I had to pull together all my mental strength to say the next words, “I don’t like you like that. I’m sorry.”
“Oh. Sorry I, uh, violated your body,” whispered Chase. I closed the door in his face. My throat felt too close to tears for me to say anything.
After I was sure Chase was gone, I fell back onto the couch. Several small teardrops fell down my face and slid onto the cushion I had buried myself in. I had just rejected Chase, and it was what I knew I should do. And yet it hurt so badly.
My lips still felt slightly moist from that admittedly wonderful kiss.
“Chase,” I whispered longingly to the closed door. “Please come back...I do like you like that.”
Chase’s POV
“And...” Cameron drew in a deep breath. “I don’t like you like that. I’m sorry.”
I felt crushed, and a little humiliated. Not only had I expressed my deepest feelings for Allison Cameron, I had also kissed the girl practically against her will. “Oh,” was all I could say. “Sorry I, uh, violated your body,” I mumbled as a lame apology.
Cameron’s face remained indecipherable. Before I knew what was happening, she had shut the door in my face.
I was back to my car with my face in my hands. I had just lost the most beautiful girl in the world. How could I have been so stupid?
I climbed dejectedly into my car. I wanted to run back to Cameron’s apartment, to kiss her until neither of us could breathe. But I couldn’t. She didn’t like me. Cameron was the only woman I had ever felt like this about, and she didn’t like me back.
“My life sucks,” I mumbled to myself as I started my car.

[White Night Fantasy]

Originally Posted by xx Leila xx

grar, nicole and sara had better read this

HEY i read i just didnt comment