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Nonconsensual Part 2/3

Title: Nonconsensual (Part 2/3)
Author: neverenough282
Rating: PG-13 
Pairing: House/Cameron
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.
Author's note: Be gentle, it's my first time! And PLEASE leave feedback :)
Summary: House can't stand to see her hurt like this, and, even if he had no way of showing it, it killed him inside.
** I'd like to thank everyone who commented on the first part and shared their thoughts. I love the feedback! **

It had been almost 2 hours since Cameron had collapsed, and House was trying as hard as he could not to completely lose it.  He would like nothing more than to find the guy who did this to her and beat him to a pulp with the tip of his cane, then run his bike over him. 


She looked like a porcelain doll lying there, completely helpless and vulnerable.  Since Cuddy and Wilson wouldn’t be back until Tuesday, the hospital was a little hectic, and House barking orders at every nurse he saw didn’t help things.  Foreman and Chase took turns coming in to check up on her, and would do so until she was released (partially out of friendship, but mostly out of desire to avoid a beating from House). 


Nurse Brenda exited the room, and approached House. “She’s stable, and the GHB should be out of her system within 12 hours.”


“Thank you,” he said, realizing it’s the first time he had ever been interested in what was coming out of that woman’s mouth.


Glancing up and down the hall, House walked quitely into Cameron’s room so as not to wake her.  He sat down on the chair by her bed, smiling at her, thinking of the old Disney movie Sleeping Beauty; he was the knight who was supposed to wake her with a kiss.  Oh god, he thought to himself, when did I become the mushy type?


She heard the familiar sound of beeping machines and intercom pages, and hesitated to open her eyes. She knew where she was, but what the hell had happened?  As she adjusted her eyes to the rising sun shining through the window, she felt a weight on her left side, and looking over she saw the infamous tennis shoes rested on her bed, and the rest of her boss was sprawled out in the easy chair by the wall, his mouth slightly parted with the faintest sound of snoring escaping it. Why did this man always seem so irresistible? She shifted slightly, trying not to wake him.


“Scared to wake me up?” She jumped a little, the sound of his voice startling her, and yet calming her at the same time.


“Oh, no, sorry.” She paused. “Um…what…why did I…” she stuttered.


“You collapsed in the hallway about 36 hours ago, and have been unconscious for about the last 18 hours.”


“Oh, okay, um…thank you for being here, really…it helps…”


“Cameron,” he interrupted, “do you remember what happened on Thursday night?”


At first she had no idea what he was talking about, but then it hit her. Oh god, she thought, slowly recalling the events of her “date.”


“I…I was on a date, and the guy…oh god, no…he…he…” she couldn’t finish, and broke down crying, weeping, thinking of what he had done to her.

“Cameron!” shouted House, “Cameron, I need you to tell me his name, what was his name?!”


“He…he threw me on the bed…and…and…” she couldn’t concentrate, and House decided to wait on talking to her. Right now he knew what he had to do, something he had never dreamed of doing, especially in a hospital.


“Come here,” he said, as kindly as he could.  He reached out and softly took a hold of her shoulder, bringing her closer to him, trying to be as comforting as he knew how to be.  It killed him to see her like this, her eyes red and swollen, her tear-stained cheeks, her delicate frame looking frailer than ever.  Her sobs were muffled against his jacket, her body shaking in fear, fueling House’s growing anger towards whoever had caused her this much pain.    


Part 1 here...


( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 15th, 2006 09:35 am (UTC)
oh, how sad :( Write more, it's very good :)
Nov. 15th, 2006 01:30 pm (UTC)
Please, write more! I'm liking this a lot.
Nov. 15th, 2006 02:33 pm (UTC)
Poor Cameron! House will make her feel all better, though--I hope.
Also: I'm sorry for being nitpicky, but it should be "he threw me on the bed" instead of "he through me on the bed."
Nov. 15th, 2006 04:12 pm (UTC)
I'm liking this very much. Please update soon. :]
Nov. 15th, 2006 04:45 pm (UTC)
i like this! i can't believe this only has 3 parts =[ I love it so much ^_^ I can't wait to read the third chapter!
Nov. 15th, 2006 09:29 pm (UTC)
He would like nothing more than to find the guy who did this to her and beat him to a pulp with the tip of his cane, then run his bike over him.

And then bring him back to life using madd!medical!skillz and castrate him. And then do it again, only this time with a toothepick. *happily joins in homicidal!fest*

Otherwise, this was good, but I think it moved a little too quickly. Besides for the fact that Cameron just woke up after being unconscious for 18 hours and she would probably be more than a little woozy, her emotions are remarkably...clear. The instant she starts thinking about it, she breaks down. No shock or anything. I just thought there could have been more build-up.

But good job in other respects! =]

Nov. 15th, 2006 11:52 pm (UTC)
I just discovered your fic and i really like it!I would really like to see Cameron sick and House worrying on the show.Please continue!
Nov. 19th, 2006 12:37 am (UTC)
Yay for mushy!House. Aww, poor Cameron. ;_; Write more! I love this!
Jan. 21st, 2007 07:33 pm (UTC)

Update soon. ;)
Feb. 3rd, 2007 04:19 pm (UTC)
Please say you are going to finish this! You cant just leave it hanging there!!! puhleeezzze!
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