Hunger - Chapter 7

May 14, 2007 01:59

Sorry this was so long coming. Hopefully
houseketeer shall forgive my lateness!

Hunger - Chapter 7
House/Cameron
Rating: pg

Cameron arrived at work the next day feeling slightly light-headed but with a new sense of hope. 
Hope for what? she thought darkly. It's not like he's going to profess his love for me because of one kiss. He was probably just being nice.

Whatever the reason her spirits were a bit higher as she entered the diagnostics office and laid her bag next to her chair. She was the first one there - as usual - and began her daily routine of making coffee and filling out House's charts. Chase entered not soon after at her and poured himself a cup of coffee before taking a seat next to her at the table. Cameron was aware that he kept sneaking sidelong glances at her, as if he had x-ray vision or could see inside her mind. 
Great she thought to herself He's talked to House. I bet he's told the whole damn hospitol by now. Everyone is going to be looking at me like I'm a freak show. God, I wish no one would look at me.

Her spirits were already beginning to drop, that is until she heard the familiar uneven gait of House's footsteps as he entered the room. Suddenly her heart begain to beat a little bit faster. She hated this, the way he could make her feel without saying a word. Her heart began to race even more as she spotted a famliar bag in his hand. 
bagels. calories.

No matter what had transpired between them the day before, Cameron knew she wouldn't be able to eat one. Her heart sank as she realized her delimma. The man she'd loved and pined over for so long had kissed her, he actually seemed to care about her, but she couldn't have him now. Not like this. He thought she was pathetic, a charity case, at least that's what she thought...

House walked over to their table and uncerimoniously dropped the bag in the middle of it before dropping his bag as well and heading over to the coffee machine. He poured himself a coffee and took a seat opposite Cameron and Chase before dropping a file onto the table.

"Good morning, my minions, " he quipped, "I take it Foreman is arriving late today?"
Cameron grabbed the file from the table and opened it, beginning to read as Chase began to speak; "Yeah, we went out for drinks and didn't get home until nearly 3am, I told him I'd relay the message that he'd be late."

House sighed. "Hmmm, seems like we just can't get the whole team together in one place lately, doesn't it?" he asked, casting a glance in Cameron's direction.

She'd just finished reading and looked up at him, deep green eyes meeting his cerulean blues. 
"House... I" She began, but he cut her off.
" Chase, take a look at that file." he said gesturing toward the file Cameron had placed back on the table in front of them.

Cameron's head was beginning to hurt and she spoke again, quickly as not to be interrupted; "House this looks like a simple seizure. He's already on anti-convulsants, there isn't much else we can do..."

Chase plucked the file from the table and began looking over it.

House was next to speak. "Yes Dr. Cameron I was aware of that. There were however some abnormal findings on the MRI and I would like you to rerun the test. Well, not you, Chase. You rerun it.

Chase, who had just finished looking over the file nodded  to House and took off toward the MRI lab.

As soon as Chase was out of the room House leaned forward and fetched the bag of bagels from the table. He took out two and laid them each on a paper plate. He then slid one of the plates toward Cameron.
Her shoulder tensed and she stared at him in apprehension.
god, he's looking at me. What, is he going to sit here and watch me eat? 
Her heart began to pound faster. She had to get out. had to. Even if this was House there was just no way she could eat that, especially with him sitting there, looking at her, staring at her.

She jumped up as quick as she could  - which wasn't all that quick - she'd learned by now that standing up too quickly sometimes made her dizzy to the point of passing out and she definitely wasn't going to have that happen. Not in front of him. But before she could speak House grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to him. He tugged her close to him and then stood up to look her in the eyes.

He can't make me eat that. That's not even possible. What's he doing what the hell is going on? he mind was a jumble of thoughts racing around in her head. His proximity to her was making her dizzier than she already was. She felt as if her legs might give out.

"Cameron." he said, and it sounded stern - intense. She let her eyes meet his again and saw something inside them she couldn't discern. Was it anger? Intent? Concern?
"Cameron." he repeated, staring straight into her eyes, his lips mere inches from her. "Please, don't do this."

She just stared at him, not sure what to say, but she knew she was supposed to say something.
"House, I'm not doing anything. I really appreciate the thought but I'm fine. OK. Please just don't do this to me. Don't treat me like I'm some sort of-"

But he cut her off again, this time bringing his hands up to wrap around her wrists as he pulled her closer to him.
"I'm not treating you like anything. I'm just trying to fucking help you. You're sick and you're going to end up fucking killing yourself and I can't stand to fucking see you like this. Please just eat the damned bagel. Please just do this for me." he was nearly yelling now.

Cameron winced a bit at the feirceness in his voice. "House, I'm not going to kill myself. I'm fine, I just can't... Why the hell do you care anyway? You never cared about me before. Why now?"

House let her wrists slip from his hands as he turned around to pace the length of the diagnostics office before coming to a stop in front of her again. The look in his eyes was one Cameron had never seen before. It almost looked like fear, desperation. He slid his fingers through his hair and sighed deeply.

"Cameron, I... I fucking love you. OK? There. I said it. I've fucking loved you for 3 god damn years and its killing me inside to watch you like this. To know you could die and there isn't a god damn thing I can do about it."

Cameron began to cry at hearing this. Her body trembled and she braced herself on a nearby chair to keep her knees from buckling underneath her. House limped over to her and put his arm around her, pulling her closer to him, her head resting on his shoulder. They stood like that for a few minutes before House hooked his thumb under Cameron's chin and pulled her face up to look into her eyes.

"I love you. I'm sorry if took all this for me to come to my senses and stop being an ass. I know that doesn't help, truth is, I don't know what to do to help. All I know is that you need help and I couldn't bear to lose you."
And with that he leaned down and kissed her tenderly on her lips.

And here are previous chapters:
chapter 6 - http://thisxrandomxlie.livejournal.com/16508.html#cutid1
chapter 5 - http://thisxrandomxlie.livejournal.com/13913.html#cutid1
chapter 4 - http://thisxrandomxlie.livejournal.com/10279.html#cutid1
chapter 3 - http://thisxrandomxlie.livejournal.com/9985.html#cutid1
chapter 2 - http://thisxrandomxlie.livejournal.com/8737.html#cutid1
chapter 1 - http://thisxrandomxlie.livejournal.com/8518.html#cutid1

house/cameron, angst, fic

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