AN: This one is based off House MD, season 3, episode 24, Human Error. I'm hoping to make it multi-chaptered if my muse cooperates and you guys enjoy it.

Dr. Cameron walked along the street and stopped in front of an apartment building's main steps as Dr. Chase exited the building.

"It's Tuesday." She claimed, smiling. Dr. Chase looked confused.

"No, it's not. It's Monday." He insisted. Cameron's smile widened.

"I know, but I couldn't wait." She confidently walks up the steps and kisses Chase hard. He instinctively puts his hands on her hips, steadying her as they kiss. After several minutes, he pulls away.

"Cameron." He mutters. "Does this mean?" His question trails off, unfinished. Dr. Cameron smiles again.

"Yes. I want to be your girlfriend Rob."

"Rob?" Dr. Chase's eyebrow furrows.

"Well, I figure if we're dating now, we should probably not use our last names outside of work." Cameron chuckles. He nods, smiling.

"So," Rob teases. "Do you prefer Allison or Allie?"

"Either works." Allison purrs, pulling him by his tie closer to her body in order to give him a chaste kiss.

"All the sex was amazing and all," She quips. "can we maybe spend time wearing clothes? Say hot chocolate and a movie?" She suggests, her shiver from the cold winter accentuating her question. Rob's smile is beaming, even brighter than the sun, Allison swears.

"Of course, we can Al, that's all I wanted all this time anyway. I wanted to be the man you woke up to in the morning, the man who got the pleasure of seeing you laugh carefree and who wipes your tears." At some point during his speech, Rob caught himself looking at her shoes. He was never nervous around women, but damn her. Cameron, this woman, his woman, made him blush like he was seventeen. When Rob realized she hadn't spoken, he looked up. When he saw the tears, he froze, terrified.

"Allison? What's wrong?" Rob whispered, frantic. She wiped her eyes in frustration.

"Nothing. It's just, after my husband, I never thought I'd love again, or let anyone close enough to love me again, you know? That speech though, Rob, is that what Tuesday was all about for you? Holding me, laughing with me? The showers and sex never crossed your mind?" Rob sighed.

"Al, of course it crossed my mind, you're gorgeous and we're amazing together. The other stuff, that's the stuff that kept me awake at night, I was afraid I'd never get the chance for it." He vowed. Allison gasped, eyes wide.

"That's, that's why you always looked so tired at work?" She whispered, her voice was the tiniest he'd ever heard it. His bold, brave, strong, firecracker of a woman was so broken. He'd fix it, he promised himself silently.

The two were sat on his living room couch, each in a pair of Chase's pajama's, cuddling under a duvet. Their hot chocolates were sitting on the coffee table, between the couch and television. Chase's was mostly empty, but Cameron's was barely touched, as she was so consumed by the movie playing before their eyes. The pair was watching Sleeping Beauty, a Disney movie. Chase chuckled when she first suggested it, she is thirty-eight for gods sake, but then she explained that after the stress of their job, she needed a reminder that innocence was still in the world and there was a place where good triumphed over evil without fail. After the evil of the diseases they saw on a daily basis winning more often than they'd enjoy, he understood. Rob even dared to say he shared her thoughts, so here they sat.

The credits rolled, slow and methodical, and it was then that Chase looked over at his girlfriend. He was about to ask if she'd like to go to bed, but before he could, his voice caught in his throat and he gasped. She had fallen asleep at some point, her hot chocolate still untouched. He smiled to himself.

"Beautiful." He whispered before kissing her forehead. He carefully lifted her hourglass figure into his arms and walked down the hall to his bedroom as quietly as he could manage. Once Chase found the bed in the dark with practised ease, he laid Cameron down and climbed under the covers beside her. Allison curled herself into Rob in her sleep with her head on his chest, letting out a sigh of contentment. Rob smiled, kissed his girlfriend's temple and whispered,

"Night Al."