My dear and faithful readers,

We have reached the end of our journey for this story, but fear not! Your loving support and overwhelming amount of reviews has inspired me to write a sequel.

The sequel won't be updated as fast as this one but I will write it just for you guys!

O-K! Enough with the mush!

Thanks guys. I really did feel the love.

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Maureen Painted Green,

Thanks for your continues reviews.

Your last one cracked me up; LIMP AFTER HER! Hehehe! That was funny.

HouseLuvr,

I promised not to hurted you guys so here's the new chapter.

Splante,

I'm glad I'm your Vicodin!

Mishy-mo,

I used the word cantankerous!

Saz89,

Thank you for reviewing on every chapter. You are absolutely amazing!

Fenris242,

WOW, you are one of the best writers I have ever come upon so it honours me that you like my story. If you guys haven't read any of Fen's stuff seriously go do it!

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Love you all! Xoxo

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Chapter 13 - I Know

House was leaving. For good.

He had his plane ticket, his bus pass and his suitcase.

His apartment had been taken care off and his bike was being shipped to his new home.

Now all that was left was a mistake.

House picked up his bag and walked outside to that taxi that waited for him.

Getting in the taxi he spoke to the driver and they were off.

Hurtling towards the airport. The place that was going to take him away from Cameron for good.

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Cameron sat on her bed with a box of tissues cradling the small dark green box to her chest. She had found it on her doorstep two hours ago and knew that there could only be one person who could pick something so perfect. House.

She tried to cry. She yelled at the heavens to give her just one single tear. She'd done everything she could think of to make her cry but no tears came.

Cameron looked at her watch.

12:07 pm

House's plane left at one, maybe she could make it.

Taking the small gold chain that lay in it's velvet box she clasped it around her neck.

Grabbing a jacket and her car keys Cameron left her home in a hurry to reach the airport in time.

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House paid the taxi driver and got out of the car.

Grabbing his bag from the boot he patted his pocket, checking that he had his ticket and passport.

After being reassured that he had all his belongings he started on his way to the entrance of the airport, cursing the taxi driver all the way for parking so far from the main doors.

As he limped through the melting snow he looked up at the miserable, grey sky. It matched his mood perfectly.

House glanced to his right as a bus pulled in.

A pile of Asian tourists filed out.

Mixing in with the tourists House continued to the airport.

House groaned as it started to rain lightly.

Surrounded by people chatting vigorously in a different language, House felt a headache coming on.

"House!"

House looked around as he heard his name.

Glancing around he saw no one he recognized.

He continued to trudge towards the doors.

"House!"

House turned and looked again but saw no one.

Shaking his head angrily he continued on his way.

"Greg!"

House turned and through the throng of Asians noticed a petite frame.

The person stood out because of the long brown hair that fell around her shoulders.

Cameron ran towards him.

As she ran the rain fell harder around her.

Reaching within a meter of House she stopped.

"Greg", she breathed.

As the heavens opened the tears began to pour down Cameron's face.

Walking slowly, she covered the meter that stood between them.

"Greg", she whispered.

House stared in shock at the beautiful woman that stood in front of him.

She was drenched to the skin, her makeup was running from the tears and the rain and her hair clung to her face yet House was still captivated by the way she looked so terrible yet so radiant. He'd never seen her so beautiful.

Lightning flashed through the sky and House looked around. They were the only people around.

"Greg"

House looked down at Cameron.

She stood but centimetres from him.

"You-you are temperamental, cantankerous, grumpy, and a complete ass. You are a jerk. You're insensitive and mean.

And-and I love you"

House stared down at her. As he let his eyes wander over her face and smile lit up his own when he saw the necklace she was wearing.

"I know", he whispered

He let his fingers play down from her cheek to her neck.

Picking up the small gold Celtic cross he ran is thumb over the small pendant.

"Do you like it?", he mumbled.

Cameron nodded vigorously.

Leaning down he captured her lips in his.

Cameron was shocked and it took her a few moments to react.

Kissing back forcefully Cameron was filled with warmth despite the icy cold rain that fell around them.

As they broke apart Cameron leaned her head against House's chest.

His arms wrapped around her and held her protectively to his chest.

He leaned down and placed a few kisses on her drenched head.

"Allison, I love you", House murmured only loud enough for her to hear.

"I know"

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Tears. Sobs. Weeping. It's finished.

:( WHHAAAAAAA!

I'm not really happy with how this finished but I'll just have to live.

The reason I made the necklace a Celtic cross is because I made Cameron Irish. I don't know why. It might have something to do with the fact that I'm part Irish or that I read a fanfic where she was Irish and it kinda fitted. Maybe I'm just sentimental.

Love all of you guys and look out for the sequel.

It's called:

Worth Falling For.

So long and spread the love!:)