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[Nov. 8th, 2008|12:50 am] |
Who: House and Cam
What: I don't know. Snarking at each other. Talking about babies maybe.
When: Tonight
Where: Kent Memorial
Warnings: I dunno; doubtful
Cameron had been putting up Thanksgiving decorations. Not Christmas ones, she wasn't that bad off. But she had put comical turkeys here and there. It had been a long day, and what she really wanted was a bath and a good night's rest, but instead she was heading down to House's office and knocking on the door. Though she didn't know why she was knocking when he could see through the door. Go figure. But she didn't want to disturb him if he was busy. |
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|01:42 pm] |
Who: House and Cameron
When: Soon after this
Where: New York
Why: House has to beg her not to leave and make up for screwing up royally.
Rating: Makeup sex maybe?
House had drank his fair share of the wine, but it wasn't enough to screw up his driving. He'd made it to Cameron's apartment in one piece though he popped another Vicodin because he seriously had no idea how this was going to pan out. He really did expect her to tell him to get the hell out and never speak to her again, but she was giving him a chance to apologize when she didn't.
He took the elevator upstairs and hobbled down to her apartment, knocking on the door with the head of his cane, bracing himself to be punched when she saw him. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2008|02:16 am] |
Who: House and Cameron
What: Getting drunk, whining about Cuddy
When: Tonight
Where: His place
Warnings: Numerous ones
Cameron had stopped by the liquor store and picked up several types of liquor, and one or two things to mix it with just in case they decided for some reason not to drink straight from the bottle though she was sure they would. After she paid for it all, she drove over to where House lives and parked the car. She knew he was upset about Cuddy, though she didn't know the details of what happened.
Sure she could ask Cuddy, but she figured to get both sides of the story. She'd start with his because she was worried. So Cameron knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. |
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[Jul. 14th, 2008|10:31 pm] |
Who: Sonya, Shang, Dr. Cameron
Where: New York City
When: Monday morning ( July 14)
Why: Sonya's getting her first baby-related check up.
It seemed that once she even began to admit that she may be pregnant, the symptoms became harder to ignore. The headaches lasted longer, even after she'd gone to bed, she would wake up to a headache, and she thought the constant tiredness was bad enough-she actually had to go to bed at an earlier hour or risk oversleeping.
Shang agreed to go with her, though Sonya had a feeling he would've gone anyway, letting her drive so she could go immediately from the doctor's to her work and then back to the mansion.
Sonya was dressed in her BDUs, and when they stepped into the building, she couldn't help but feel apprehension. This was one of the few times she'd gone to the hospital willingly and with no urgency, not unconscious or close to threatening a doctor just to have a moment with a seriously wounded team member.
The waiting room was only half full as the couple stepped to the front desk. "Hello," it was a matter of pride that Sonya could keep her voice professional when she was still tense. "I'm Sonya Blade, I have an appointment with Dr. Cameron." The receptionist looked at a paper from a stack and nodded, telling them to 'have a seat, and that Dr. Cameron will be here shortly'. |
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[Jul. 13th, 2008|06:24 pm] |
Who: Greg House and Allison Cameron
Where: Kent Memorial Hospital
When:
Why: House is bored and he likes messing with Cameron
Rating: TBD
There was a small triumphant cheer going on in House's head when he saw that Cameron was here now. Someone new and pretty to annoy. Someone he knew and not these bunch of strangers around here. Something familiar. Truth be told, he missed the old gang, the witty banter and the constant challenges they presented to him. He'd almost felt idle being here, well, aside from his handful of conversations with Cuddy and his one run-in with Thirteen. Even that made him smile a little.
He pulled up to the front of the hospital on his bike and slid in to his usual handicapped parking and tugged off the helmet. Once he'd frred his cane from the holster on his bike, House hobbled off in search of Cameron. |
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