Title: Say Hello to Yesterday

Chapter: 1/4

Pairing: Cameron/Thirteen

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the iPod I am listening to. ;)

Author's Note: I've written a few fics, granted that was a few years ago, but none for this fandom yet. I'm looking forward to what y'all think about it. Also, this one is going to be sort of AU and I will be taking a few liberties with the characters' back stories. It's also going to take place beginning Season 4, but with some flashbacks and some minor changes to Cameron's backstory pre-House and pre-Season 4. Changes to Thirteen's backstory will be minor as well. I wish I could hop into a time machine and kidnap whoever thought of Foreteen, so as far as that disaster is concerned - it's dead, never happened, not even a twinkle in this lowly fanfic writer's eye. That should complete this way too long informational note... I hope it wasn't too painful. Now on with the show!

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Dr. Allison Cameron pulled her newly blonde hair into a messy ponytail as she took a much needed break in her office. The sound of a cane thumping closer and closer interrupted her thoughts. She put her hands over her eyes and sighed, wishing that the sarcastic ass attached to that cane would leave her alone.

"Colorado too cold for the happy couple?" Dr. Gregory House smirked as he leaned against the door readying his next sarcastic remark. "Oh! I know! You missed me!"

Cameron removed her hands from her face and looked up at the man that had made her life a living hell for so many years. With disdain in her voice, she replied, "You've been misinformed. I have been the head of the ER since I resigned."

House was nearly ecstatic. "Oh, pretty boy's jealous of his girlfriend then!"

Standing, Cameron straightened her pink scrub top and walked to where House was leaning, readying herself to get back to work. She looked up at him once again, directly in the eyes, unwavering in her resolve, "Not that it's any of your business, but you'll somehow find out and, in the process of doing so, will give me a massive headache. So, Chase and I are no longer together and before you ask, no it had nothing to do with you or our jobs. He is currently working in Surgical if you want to harass him about it because I will not participate in your fishing expedition."

House stood dumbfounded as Cameron walked quickly out of the office without so much as a look back at him. He then limped to the elevator to find the pretty boy surgeon.

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Dr. Remy Hadley, mostly known as Thirteen in the hospital, sat at her desk in the lecture hall of the hospital twirling her pen as the remaining fellows vying for a spot on House's team argued over who was a better doctor. She rolled her eyes and, having had enough, stood and walked out of the room. She may not have known where she was going, but she knew she didn't want to listen to that nonsense any longer.

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House limped into the doctor's lounge and quickly scanned the room for his ex-fellow. Seeing him reading the paper in one of the chairs, House opened his mouth to speak and was interrupted when Thirteen walked through the door almost knocking him over.

Quirking an eyebrow, Thirteen apologized, "Uh, sorry."

House waved his hand dismissing her clumsiness and limped toward Dr. Robert Chase.

"Forget it, House." Chase demanded as he tried to get his former boss to leave him alone.

Sensing the tension, Thirteen quickly left to find some other place to wrestle with her thoughts.

Looking almost hurt, House replied with mock sadness in his voice, "Oh, but Cha-ase, I miss you." He smirked as Chase folded his paper and placed it to the side.

Irritated, but wanting the man interrupting his peace to go as quickly as he came, Chase responded, "What do you want?"

Leaning on his cane, House brought his hand to his face and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm... what did I come here for?" House stalled intentionally irritating the younger man in front of him more. "Why'd you dump Cameron?"

Shocked, Chase replied indignantly, "She told you that?!"

With his interest peaked, House sat down in the chair next to Chase. "Not exactly. She told me to ask you and that usually means that the woman in question just got dumped."

Chase shook his head and sighed, "Why do you want to know?"

House placed his hand to his heart and quipped, "I'm a concerned friend."

Realizing that the diagnostician wouldn't quit hounding him about it, Chase lifted his eyebrow and challenged. "Okay, but under one condition. No one gets axed this week."

House quickly pondered the thought wondering why the Australian would want all of the remaining applicants to stay, and that's when he realized something. A huge smile adorned his face as he countered, "You give me half your take in the pool too and we've got a deal."

Chase shook House's hand and smiled, "If that's what it takes, then fine by me." Running his hands through his hair, Chase leaned back in his chair. "I didn't dump her, and before you say it, she didn't dump me either." At the look of confusion on House's face, Chase continued, "Okay, you already know about her husband... well, there's something else she's hiding... something darker. Allison doesn't usually let anyone see that darker side of her, but I noticed she was bothered by something one day and she refused to tell me what was going on." Chase sighed as he ran his hand through his hair. "So, I called her on her fear of commitment, whatever her reason, and after a long argument, we mutually decided that we both wanted different things out of the relationship. So, we split."

Further intrigued at this new mystery about one of his former employees, House nodded and stood, "Okay, be in the lecture hall at three." And with that, House was gone.

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After walking across the street to get a decent cup of coffee, Thirteen made her way back through the lobby doors to the hospital. Sipping her coffee while walking to the elevators, Thirteen was startled to hear arguing. She looked around and saw House harassing some doctor in the ER. Rolling her eyes, Thirteen continued to the elevator and that's when she heard it... that voice... I know that voice. Thirteen stopped suddenly and whipped her head around to where her boss was standing. She shook her head, "Get a grip..." That's not her, Ally's not blonde. However, in spite of her reassurance, Thirteen still could not move from the spot where her feet were planted and continued to stare at the two.

House leaned against the nurse's desk smirking. "I knew there was more to you than rainbows and leprechauns!"

Rubbing the bridge of her nose, Cameron responded tiredly, "Are you done yet?"

"Oh I get it, you want to get back to your patients... see if you can find one that's dying so you can sink your claws into him. How fun!" House exclaimed.

Cameron's face turned red with anger as she slapped her former boss. "God, House! Can't you ever let anything go?!" She turned around quickly and started toward the elevator wiping the tears from her eyes along the way.

Thirteen tried to get out of the upset doctor's way, but couldn't move in time and Cameron ended up stopping suddenly, nearly bumping into her. Cameron quickly looked up to apologize to the innocent bystander, but stared blankly at the familiar face. Both doctors audibly gasped as they locked eyes. Feeling the tension between the two women, House rubbed the side of his face and continued to watch things unfold, more intrigued than ever.