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Diary of a Madwoman
Living Through the Pain Part 3 
22nd-Apr-2007 12:17 am
tony steve and thor
Title: Living Through the Pain
Pairing: House/Cameron, Cameron/Chase
Rating: M for mature.  Sexual situations and language pretty much right out of the gate.
Disclaimer: Not mine, if they were would I be sharing him?!
Preview: House deals with pain on a daily basis, can he let Cameron in to save him from the worst pain of all?

Ok, here's the last of the FF.net postings.  I hope to maybe have more soon......


Disclaimer: As usual, I don't own House MD the show or any characters, however Michael O'Leary is all mine!

Greg House strode confidently into the conference room snatching the patient chart from Lisa Cuddy’s well manicured hand, hoping he looked more easygoing than he actually felt. Hooking his cane haphazardly on the marker board beside him, he pretended to focus his full attention on the case before him.

He heard Cameron enter, not wanting to look up afraid his eyes would betray the storm brewing inside. Adrenaline still was coursing through his body it was a miracle in itself that his arousal wasn’t still evident.

His tongue darted out to wet his lips, her sweet taste still on them. None of the torturous dreams he had came close to the reality of having Cameron in his arms, drinking in her mouth.

His body ached, screaming for her presence, the way it naturally curved to his like it belonged there.

She couldn’t know the effect she had on him, that all he wanted to do right now was push her down on that damnable glass table, strip her pants off and finished what had been started moments ago.

Instead, he continued the charade of being aloof, completely impassive as if nothing had happened at all. Gregory House did not show weakness.

Allison Cameron stumbled awkwardly into the room full of her peers, trying to control the flush that was buzzing through her from her very core.

She raised a hand to her chin, ultra sensitive to the whisker burns that marked her flesh praying no one else would see it and make assumptions. House had left his mark, not just on her face but ingrained deep in her soul.

Anger began to build as she looked over at her boss who seemed completely unfretted as if almost screwing in an elevator was commonplace.

She wanted to hurl something at him; preferably a sharp object or even worse become a female cliché and claw his face. Just to evoke some modicum of reaction, anything to equal the pain that was threatening to carve a hole in her gut.

Stupid, stupid Allison! She berated herself as she took her normal seat at the conference table wordlessly accepting the cup of coffee Chase handed her, clamping down on the scream that threatened to escape her lips.

It was all just a game to him wasn’t it? He was bored like a restless cat that wanted to bat around a defenseless toy. Cameron was that object and she played right into his hands, giving him exactly what he wanted. Hell she’d probably lower herself on her knees for him in front of everyone if that’s what he desired because she was that pathetic.

Never again, she vowed, not wanting to be that creature, that type of woman she despised. She was supposed to be so strong; no man should have this type of hold on her.

Never again, she repeated her mantra, praying that her heart would listen.

Wanting to leave the room unable to bear the tension radiating between him and Cameron, House finally spoke, surprised to see that he still had a voice. He shot a look over the Cuddy, “This case is boring,” attempting to hand the chart back over to her, “The man obviously has heart trouble starting with the minor Myocardial infarction he suffered this morning.”

He began to walk over to his adjoining office still holding the file. “Start him on propranolol, keep him for observation and release him when his blood pressure stabilizes.”

Cuddy turned on her heel to face House stopping him in his tracks, “I’d love to, I’m sure you have an important game to play or something as urgently pressing but he won’t let anyone but you touch him.”

House’s clear blue eyes raised then focused his attention back to the case before him. Looking down he saw the patient’s name, Michael O’Leary, RET USMC. House’s breath hitched slightly, memories flooding back to him.

Silence filled the room as House was lost to his own thoughts, his ducklings surprised at their usually unflappable boss giving into something one might consider emotion.

“Cameron” House snapped, jarring himself out of his recollections and jerking his employees back to attention, “Run a full blood panel, Chase and Foreman get a chest x-ray and ECG. I’ll get the patient’s history.”

Cameron almost choked on her coffee; House NEVER got patient’s histories.

“Shoo Kiddies,” House waved them off almost forgetting they were still there. “We need to see what is going on with this man’s ticker because it’s a time bomb waiting to go off.”

Eric Foreman considered this for a moment, wondering what exactly was going on with House, “Shouldn’t an MRI be done, it’s much more effective than and ECG and X-ray.”

House gave Foreman his best impression of his ‘Duh’ face, “Uh yeah except it might be a little painful with the big piece of metal in his shoulder and head!”

With that the three fellows left to go tend to their chores. House walked past Cuddy, his mind a jumbled emotional mess. He grabbed his cane and went to go speak to his patient, therefore confronting his past.

22nd-Apr-2007 04:55 pm (UTC)
I really like this! The elevator almost killed me!

23rd-Apr-2007 12:48 am (UTC)
Thank you, I am hoping to add more, i have to update my other story first. Glad you liked it, the elevator thing was cliche' but oh well, I still went for it!
22nd-Apr-2007 06:16 pm (UTC)
Michale O'Leary, friend of House's dad?? or his childhood friend? Army Brat? update... Love your stories.
23rd-Apr-2007 12:49 am (UTC)
Can't give too much away, but he was stationed with House's father.

Glad you enjoy my work!
22nd-Apr-2007 11:55 pm (UTC)
Jeeez!! This is HOT!! I loved the scene in the elevator!! You are amazingly good at writing smut - keep on keeping on!!!
23rd-Apr-2007 12:49 am (UTC)
*blushes* thank you. It's amazing the things you can write late at night while drinking wine. I try to be more sensual than graphic, does that make any sense?
23rd-Apr-2007 12:52 am (UTC)
Makes total sense!!

I think thats why i like your fics, they are hot without being too graphic.

Amazing what a glass of wine can do for the creative juices!!

25th-Apr-2007 11:03 am (UTC)
I really like your story!! I loved the elevator scene!!!
Can't wait for more!!!
5th-May-2007 08:42 pm (UTC)
Just read these three chapters. Love this fic. Cant wait until you add some more chapters. Hope Cam dumps Chase soon though...yuck! The sexual tension between Cam and House is just going to explode! Very well written! Please try and post something soon. Thanks.
3rd-Jul-2007 02:52 am (UTC)
Hell she’d probably lower herself on her knees for him in front of everyone if that’s what he desired because she was that pathetic.
Oh god, please do! That's just a lovely image! ; ) I hope you are working on this, cause I'm dying to know who O'Leary is. Is it House's dad, and we find out that House is a step-son, or maybe an uncle or someone else really important!? : )
24th-Nov-2007 12:55 pm (UTC) - Lving through the pain!
First I must thank you for sharing your writing
second,could you please writing more of this great Fic.?
I have been checking in for ever(it feels like it)but no new update.I really hope you don`t let this great story end like this,I for one, would love to see more.
I enjoy your writing style,it`s always intense and with a bit of angst to drive the story ahead. Very captivating.You have brought tear to my eyes,some smiles and a little bit of hotness to me (and others)so thank`s for that.
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