Cuddy/Cameron (yes, more!)

Picture now.  Family is camping, I hate camping, therefore I'm here alone.  Been online for seven and a half hours so far, doing random stuff.  I think that's a record for me.  I get to make my slashy pictures without little siblings looking over my shoulder asking "Why are you putting two women in compromising positions?"  Actually, neither of my siblings would say that.  Tyler would go "Eww."  And Kacy would ask if she could try to make one now.  Manip, Cuddy/Cameron.  Notice how the light on the right side of Cuddy's face matches the light coming through the window behind them (that whiter part).  Spent special time on that bit.  Enoy.
Alexandria

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And it's still at only 28-fucking-percent on the Humpty Dumpty caps.
Al

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Grr.  I was on 39-mother-fucking-percent on the Humpty Dumpty shit and the internet disconnected me.  Yes, I'm angry.
Alexandria

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Man, when I tried to open this bag of pretzals, it ripped all the way up the side.  So I suppose I'll have to eat them all myself.  Just woke up an hour ago (really an hour?  I've been online again for a whole hour?  Wow, time flies), that's what I get for staying up all hours of the night doing manips and such.  Going to write now.  For real, this time.
Al

Her Necklace (House, MD Cuddy/Cameron, G)

Her Necklace
Author: Alexandria (CrashCart9[at]Yahoo[dot]com)
Rating: G
Pairing: Cuddy/Cameron
Notes: Missing scene from “Humpty Dumpty” when the girls drive back from Alfredo’s house.  I’m trying to make up for the fact that we don’t get a new episode for more than a month by writing loads.

 

She’s playing with her necklace again as we drive back to the hospital.

She didn’t question how I knew about Michigan, which was good, because I wouldn’t have known how to answer.  How do you tell your boss’s boss that you know everything about her?
That I know where she went to elementary school, that she was the second youngest chief of medicine, the first female one, that she graduated medical school second in her class.  That she has a crush on House like I used to (if you can call it that; it seems too childish and simple, and she’s elegant and beautiful and anything but simple), that she and Stacy joke around by flirting with each other, that her favorite color is red and her bathroom is covered in purple tile. 

She knows nothing about me, save whatever’s in my file and whatever she’s heard from House.

I may know about her, but I don’t know her.  I want to know what her favorite drink is, what her favorite character is on those soaps I’ve caught her watching when she thinks no one’s there, how she likes her tea, and what she would do if I leaned over and kissed her right now...

As if reading my mind, the car stops and she looks over.  Our eyes lock.  I’m dying to lean over and take her face in my hands, to tell her that I know what she’s feeling, that I know she thinks it’s her fault and that it’s not, to touch my lips to hers and find out if she tastes like I imagine.

But the moment’s over as the light turns green and she turns into the parking garage.  She gets out of the car, but I stay a moment, frozen in imagining what would have happened had I... 

She jolts me out of my reverie when she opens my door, offering me her hand.  I take it, and step out her car, and we’re inches apart and her hand is warm and soft and I can feel her breath on my face.  And I shiver at the sensation but also at the realization that this is the closest I’ll ever get to her.  I think she notices because our eyes lock for the second time, and she gives me a little half smile, squeezing my hand before dropping it and walking to the stairs.  

I follow a few steps behind her, watching as she raises her hand to her neck and begins playing with her necklace.  Again.

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Sox-Yankees game.  I hate baseball, but I'm watching because Katie's favorite team is the Sox.  And I think I'm still in love with her.
Al

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Sad thing about that House episode, "Humpty Dumpty", I kept going, "Why aren't they looking at the other job that the little brother and Alfredo both go to?"  Even my basic spanish skills picked that up.  Kinda spoiled it for anybody who knew the verb 'trabajar'.
Alexandria

nobody's watching

House/Wilson, end of "Humpty Dumpty", line from the song playing in the background of the scene.

 

 

Hudson

Hudson's in some movie as a bad guy. She does evil so well. I wanna know what the movie is! I hope she's in more, I've only seen like 5 minutes so far. Ooh, commercial's over. Car chase. We haven't seen her in a while though. She's not the main bad guy, evidently. Oh, I think she just got blown up. Oh dear. Oh, she's alive! Joy of joys. She's really hot with this butch do, spiky in the back, and wearing leather. *pant* Now she's fighting. Oh, she talked. "Don't worry. I'm a professional. This won't hurt a bit." That's the first time I heard her. *sigh* Leather is a good look for her. And the guns, Callisto would be proud. But now she's dead. Though we thought she was before, when the car she was in blew up. Channeling Callisto again, ehh? Don't think she could've gotten out of that one, as there's only a few minutes of show left. Yup, she's still dead. Or is she... This could easily become a 21st century Uber.
~Alexandria

Damien Rice- Delicate

Damien Rice
Delicate

We might kiss
When we are alone
Nobody's watching
Might take you home

We might make out
When nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate

So why d'you feel my sorrows
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've known
And why d'you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why d'you sing with me at all?

We might live
Like never before
There's nothing to give
Well, how can we ask for more?

We might make love
In some sacred place
The look on your face
Is delicate

So why d'you feel my sorrow
With the words you borrowed
From the only place that you've known
And why d'you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why'd you sing with me at all?

Nobody's Watching w/o text

And, by popular request:

 

Keys (House, Cuddy/Cameron, PG-13)

This makes 3 fics and 2 manips in 24 hours.  Wow!


Keys
Author: Alexandria (CrashCart9[at]Yahoo[dot]com)
Pairing: Cuddy/Cameron
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Post ep/Missing Scene for “Humpty Dumpty”.  Yes, I loved that episode.

Cameron walked into House’s office.  “How did you get into her house?”

He raised an eyebrow.  “I unlocked the door.”

“Is that why you sent me with Lisa?  So you could steal my keys to get into her house?  Well, I need them back.”

“I don’t have your keys.  Wait.  Your keys.  Cuddy’s house.  I’m missing something here.” 

Cameron blushed, realizing from House’s real confusion that House not only didn’t take her keys but didn’t know that she had a key to Lisa’s house.  She began to back away.  House noticed.

“Get back here.  You’ve got a key to Cuddy’s house?  Are you two...?”

“Are we two, what?  Tennis partners?  Communists?  Lovers?”

“The last one.”  Cameron smiled proudly and nodded, meeting his eyes.  “Then... some of that stuff was yours?”

“What, did you snoop through her underwear drawer?”  Cameron looked at his face and realized that was a stupid question.  Of course, he did.

“I didn’t think that was her shirt...” House was musing to herself, playing with his cane.  “And the tampons...”  He looked back to Cameron.  “You use Super tampons?”

If it was anyone else, Cameron would have been offended.  But she was enjoying watching House’s face as he came to all these realizations.  “No, those are hers.  But I heard you found the thong.”  His eyes widened.  “Yeah.  That was mine.”

“What, are you moving your clothing in one piece at a time?” 

Cameron smiled.  She was going to enjoy telling him exactly how her underwear got into Cuddy’s drawer.  “No.  It kinda fell in.  See, Lisa was changing when I came back to the bedroom so she had the drawer open.  She was then rather distracted by, well, me.  It didn’t get closed immediately.  When she... took it off, it got flung.  Into the drawer.  Which was subsequently closed when I pushed her back up against it and kissed her so hard it made her toes curl.”

House’s mouth was open by this point.  Allison noticed Cuddy walking by, looking rather despondent.  She thought she could use some cheering up, along with the added bonus of seeing how far she could truly shock Gregory House.  Pulling her lover into the office, she said, “It went something like this:” and proceeded to pin Lisa against the table by putting one hand on the hard surface on either side of her.  Cameron kissed her, slowly at first, letting her know that everything was going to be alright, but with increasing passion and fervor to the point that when they pulled away, they were gasping for breath. 

Allison began to walk out hand in hand with Lisa.  She stopped when she heard House speak. “Cameron?  You left them on the table.”  His voice was strained somewhat, but with good reason.

She looked back, and saw him pointing to her keys.  He was gripping his cane so hard that his knuckles were white and she grinned, grabbing them with her hand, not letting go of Lisa.  She waggled her fingers at him, quirking her mouth suggestively.  Dropping the keys in her pocket, she reached over and put her free hand on Cuddy’s arm.  She murmured, “I love you,” into her ear. 

Cuddy smiled as they left the office and walked down the hallway.  “I really don’t want to know.”

Marriage Certificates (House MD, Cuddy/Cameron, G)

Marriage Certificates
Author: Alexandria (CrashCart9[at]Yahoo[dot]com)
Pairing: Cuddy/Cameron
Rating: G
Notes: Another “Humpty Dumpty” fic.  Prequel to ‘Keys’.  Text between the ~~~~  is flashback.

 

House saw Cameron in the ICU room with Alfredo.  He turned to Stacy.  “Break out the marriage certificates, Dr. Cameron’s on the case.  Who do you think she’s going to try to wed this time, Cuddy or Mr. Rooftop here?” 

Stacy thought for a moment, remembering her conversation with Lisa just a few days before.

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“Stacy?  I need to talk to you.”  Cuddy had come in to Warner’s office at the hospital looking rather distressed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.  Everything’s right.  That’s the problem!”  Lisa said quickly.

“Whoa, slow down.  What do you need?”  Stacy put her hand on Cuddy’s, soothingly.

“I’ve been involved with someone.  For a while.  But... they want to tell people, and I don’t know what that would do to the hospital.”

“It’s someone that works here?”  Cuddy nodded.  “That assistant?  I told you to be careful.”

Cuddy snorted.  “Not him.  Allison Cameron.”

“House’s Cameron?”  Stacy asked, incredulously.

“Yes, House’s Cameron.  She wants to let at least House and the gang in on it, because she thinks they’re getting suspicious.”

“And you’re worried because the two of you work at the hospital, because you’re her boss, or because you’re both women?”  asked Stacy.  She knew that the board of directors would probably have trouble with the first two, if not the third also.

“Yeah.” Cuddy said, shaking her head.  She put her elbow on Stacy’s desk and propped her head on her hand.  “All three.”  She looked down, fixing her eyes on a spot on the desk

Stacy reached out a hand, and with her index finger lifted Cuddy’s head up to face her own so their eyes would meet.  “Do you love her?”

Lisa smiled.  “With all my heart.”

Stacy squeezed Cuddy’s hand.  “Then we’ll cross those other bridges as we come to them.  You can tell whomever you want.  We’ll take care of it.” 

“Thank you.”  Lisa’s eyes sparkled with tears of happiness, partially at being able to please her lover, partially at her friend’s kindness.

“You know anytime you want to talk, you can come to me?  I noticed you’ve been looking positively giddy these few months.  I figured you’d found somebody.”  They both smiled, and Lisa stood up.  “I’m just mad you didn’t tell me before.  She’s gorgeous.”

“She is, isn’t she?”  Cuddy said, and left the room, considerably brighter than when she entered.

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“Stacy?  You still there?”  House asked, waving a hand in front of her face.  “Who do you think?”

“Cuddy.  Definitely Cuddy.”  She smirked and left just as Cameron came running out of the patient’s room to talk to House.  She shot a glance back at the young woman just before turning the corner.  Cameron was extra worried about this patient because it meant a lot to Lisa, that was obvious.  Oh, yeah, it was definitely Cuddy.