After All

Sequel To: Blood On The Bracelet

Chapter 1: Bachlorette

Rating: NC-17

Author’s Note: Here is the much anticipated sequel to Blood On The Bracelet. Okay maybe it’s not MUCH anticipated but I’ve been mulling ideas over in my head and this is what I came up with. I hope that you who read Blood On The Bracelet enjoy this piece too. It’s Cuddy/Cameron, House/Cuddy, and a few other things I’ve thrown in there. Anyway ENJOY!

Five Years Later…

Chase had proposed to Cameron one year ago to the day, the wedding would be on the weekend. Things with Cameron and Cuddy hadn’t really changed. They still worked together just fine and once a week they would get together and have some tawdry sex. Wednesday night was the night Chase went out and had drinks with some of the other surgeons. As luck would have it, Wednesday was also the night that Cuddy’s five year old daughter, Amy, would stay with her father, House. Amy was Cuddy’s pride and joy but there had been some battles through it all. Amy was born blind, everything else was fine but she was completely blind. Cuddy and House knew they had to treat her like a normal child, and House was especially good at that but Cuddy tended to baby Amy and tried to keep her close whenever they were together.

Cuddy and House had not gotten married, in fact they still lived in separate places. House was always there for her though, and took a big part in Amy’s life. Cuddy couldn’t find a school for the blind within driving distance of where she lived so she had hired a woman to home school Amy. The woman, Leila Dawson, had started working with her when she was three years old. Leila was a psychiatrist and also trained in teaching children with disabilities. Cuddy knew that Leila was going to be a major fixture when after the first day she left Amy kept talking about how amazing she was.

Cuddy left Amy with Leila everyday to go to work. When she came home, Leila said goodbye and went her separate way. Cuddy didn’t know much about Leila, they had had dinners together and they talked about Amy’s progress, but other than that Cuddy knew very little. House liked Leila too, he was pulling for her the moment she walked in the door for the interview. Cuddy was glad that it worked out, and the nights that Amy would spend with her father, Leila would come to his place for the day to work with Amy and then leave when he was home.

Leila was a gorgeous woman, chestnut colored hair and striking green eyes. Her body was perfectly toned and just a bit tan, not too much though, and she had curves that Cuddy envied. Amy, however, took after her mom. She had the dark hair and the same stunning eyes. She was a miniature version of Cuddy, at least that’s what everyone said, and Cuddy wasn’t blind to that fact either. Personality wise she was more of a smart ass, like her father, repeating some of the things he said. She was stubborn and when she didn’t want to do something, she really dragged her feet about it. Cuddy guessed that not everything about her baby girl could be perfect…and some of House’s genetic material would show up sooner or later.

So there she was, on a Wednesday night getting ready to leave the office to go see Cameron. House had already gone home and Cuddy had told him what she always told him she did on Wednesday, it was girl’s night out with Cameron. She was sleeping with House still, they had what you could call a relationship going on, but she would never tell him about her and Cameron. It had been going on for five years and neither of them had gotten caught, so she didn’t think it was such a big deal anyway.

Cameron’s recovery had been slow, it took her almost a year to get back to work with all that had happened. Cuddy knew she was a big part in Cameron’s recovery, going there to see her, to talk to her, and to hold her tight when things were just too bad. Cameron was still overly paranoid about being taken again, as was Cuddy, but slowly they had both gotten back into the swing of things. When Cameron did come back she was welcomed with open arms. Cuddy found that she got along much better with Cameron at work because they were sleeping together.

She knocked on the door to Cameron and Chase’s place and looked around. She had brought a bottle of champagne to celebrate. Cameron had decided against a bachlorette party but that didn’t mean they couldn’t get a little weird with each other. Cuddy was named Cameron’s maid of honor, so she had been a big part of the wedding plans. Luckily she had convinced Cameron not to get butt ugly dresses for her and the other bride’s maids. The door opened slowly, Cameron was standing there wearing a white corset with a garter, thigh high white stockings, white silk panties, and pearly white high heels. She smiled at Cuddy and then pulled her into the apartment and shut the door.

“You look…nice.” Cuddy said, she was at a loss for words. She had seen Cameron in her dress and knew that the corset was a part of it, but she didn’t think that she would see Cameron in that and almost nothing else.

“I’ve wanted this all day.” Cameron whispered and then pulled Cuddy into a kiss. Cuddy kissed her back and then pulled away, shoving the bottle of champagne in Cameron’s direction. She took it and headed towards the kitchen. Like a dog on a leash, Cuddy followed her. “So what do you want to do first? Drink or sex?”

“I could really go for either.” Cuddy said honestly. Cameron put the bottle of champagne down and then hopped up so she was sitting on the counter. She motioned for Cuddy to come to her and she did. Cuddy stood on her toes and kissed Cameron passionately. Her hands went down to Cameron’s panties and she slowly slid them down and then off over her feet. Once she was down there, she started at Cameron’s ankles with kisses. She slowly worked her way up her calves and thighs. Cameron pushed herself forward and spread her legs.

Cuddy moved in and started to lick and Cameron’s wet folds gently. Cameron groaned and put her hands in Cuddy’s hair. Cuddy loved doing this for her, but she knew if she was asked to do it with any other woman she would probably adamantly refuse. She slipped her tongue in and out of Cameron’s hole, her hands on Cameron’s thighs, massaging them gently. Cameron was moaning passionately, she tilted her head back and applied more pressure to Cuddy’s head. Cuddy savored the taste, the touch, the sounds. She didn’t know much about Cameron’s sex life with Chase but obviously it was lacking if they were doing this week after week. She brought her mouth up to Cameron’s clit and sucked back on it softly, this drove Cameron over the edge and she came hard, crying out Cuddy’s name.

After she rode out the waves of pleasure she took in a deep breath and hopped off of the counter. She pulled Cuddy into her arms and into a passionate kiss. “Now it’s your turn.” Cameron whispered in her ear after breaking the kiss. She took Cuddy by the hand and led her into the bedroom. Cuddy never felt quite right about using Cameron and Chase’s bed, but she never said anything about it.

Cameron threw her down on the bed and then straddled her, pushing up her skirt. Cameron was quite reluctant, at first, about giving oral to Cuddy but when the months turned into years she decided that it was the right thing. Now she absolutely loved it, and she was absolutely amazing at it. She slid Cuddy’s panties down and then off before moving in quickly and starting to lick Cuddy’s pussy eagerly. Cuddy moaned loudly and put her hands in Cameron’s hair. When House did this for her he was no where NEAR as enthusiastic about it as Cameron was. Cameron nibbled here and there, dipping her tongue in and out, but as usual Cuddy was so turned on by her sex act with Cameron that it didn’t take much for her to cum.

“OH GOD CAMERON!” Cuddy screamed as she orgasmed. Cameron’s mouth stayed on her as her hips bucked upwards. When she was completely finished, Cameron licked her clean and then crawled up to Cuddy and kissed her softly on the lips. Cuddy was breathing hard, she wrapped her arms around Cameron and together they stayed like that.

***

Leila was having a hard day, Amy had thrown up twice, just minutes before her father would get home. She said she wanted her daddy and Leila reminded her that he would be around soon. In the mean time, she got her tucked into bed and turned on her Little Mermaid DVD. She couldn’t see it, of course, but she could listen to it and the songs seemed to sooth her. When House came in, Leila was down on her hands and knees, scrubbing the vomit from a rug that covered part of the hardwood floor. She was still trying to get used to this new place that House was renting. He had moved just recently to a two bedroom place so that Amy could have her own room. She didn’t mind it too much, it was just that Amy had to go through memorizing placements of coffee tables and couches and such. Leila helped her out with that but not overly so, she had to learn on her own, she wasn’t always going to be there to help.

She had dinner in the oven, enough for her and House to eat. She didn’t really expect being invited to stay and if he didn’t he would have leftovers. She hardly ever cooked for House or Cuddy but with Amy being sick, she thought it would just make things easier on House to have dinner already prepared. She was a good cook, and Amy loved her food. The culinary arts were somewhat of a hobby of hers. She looked at the rug and decided that it was as good as it was going to get before looking up to greet House.

“Hey, Amy’s sick.” She said, out of breath from the vigorous scrubbing she had been giving the floor. She picked up the scrub brush and dumped it into the bucket of water. “I made dinner.”

“I can smell that.” House said and then set his bag down by the door, “I’m going to go check on Amy.” He left, going towards Amy’s room and she picked up the bucket and carried it into the kitchen where she emptied it out in the sink. She had Amy sipping ginger ale from her favorite glass through a straw. She told her to take just tiny sips and not to drink too fast or it might upset her stomach again.

She pulled off the rubber gloves she was wearing and tossed them in the trash. She then went over to the sink and washed her hands before going over to the oven to check on dinner. She had made veal parmesan, she hoped that House didn’t have any reservations about eating veal either. It was done, so she pulled the pan from the oven and set it down on the counter. She went about setting the table, only one plate. She didn’t want to seem presumptuous by setting two plates, if House wanted her to stick around she knew that he wouldn’t be afraid to let her know.

“What’s for dinner?” House asked, making his way into the kitchen.

“Veal parmesan.” Leila replied and then served his portion onto the plate. She was wearing jeans and a white tank top that did nothing to cover the black bra she was wearing. She had taken off her Harvard sweatshirt to clean up the vomit and hadn’t put it back on yet. She only realized this when House kept looking at her chest. “You don’t have any problem with veal do you?”

“Not at all.” House said, his eyes barely leaving her chest, “Have a seat, take a load off.” House added, motioning to the chair that Amy usually sat in. Leila smiled, she really had a thing for House but she knew that he was currently with Cuddy. She could be bad though, she could be very naughty and play House like a fiddle if she wanted to. She didn’t think he would turn her down, she never got turned down. She got herself a plate and silverware and took the second portion of veal and started to eat. Even though she had just cleaned up puke, she was starving.

“How was work?” She asked taking her first bite, “Oh wait I forgot the wine.” She got up and walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of red wine. She opened it and poured two glasses.

“Work was…well work.” House called from his spot at the table. She laughed flirtatiously and then brought the glasses over to the table and set each one in front of the plates. She sat down again and cut off another bite of veal, blowing on it gently before placing it in her mouth. “How’s Amy doing? Other than, well the obvious.”

“Very well actually,” Leila said and then took a sip of wine, “She’s reading at a fourth grade level. She’s very smart.” She didn’t want to seem like a kiss ass but Amy was really smart and she liked to read books as opposed to sitting in front of the TV. She was also really into music, and without House’s knowledge Leila had been teaching her a little bit of how to play the piano. She wasn’t a musician herself but she could read music and play a few songs, it wasn’t hard to teach hand placement. The hard part was teaching Amy how to read brail music notes.

“Tell me about yourself.” House said. Leila had to blink a few times, that was such a broad statement, what exactly did he want to know? He knew her professional and academic background so she wouldn’t have to go into that, but she didn’t really want to launch into her life story either.

“Well, I grew up in New York. My parents made very good money and left me a huge fortune when they passed. I mean I don’t really even have to work if I don’t want, but sitting around doing nothing is boring as hell…trust me.” Leila said and it was true, with the money left to her by her parents she could fly to the moon and back. Her parents were wall street fat cats and had left her an unbelievable stock portfolio and more money in the bank then she could ever know what to do with. The books she got for Amy to read she bought with her own money. She didn’t think House or Cuddy knew about that.

“How much is a fortune?” House asked and then took a sip of wine.

“A quarter of a billion dollars.” Leila replied, “Don’t worry it means nothing to me.”

“DADDY!” Amy called from her bedroom. House excused himself and left the kitchen table and also an empty plate. Leila sighed and cleared the two plates, her stomach was sufficiently full for the night. She rinsed the two plates in the sink and then put them in the dishwasher. She walked back out to the living room and picked up her sweatshirt. She was about to put it on and grab her purse to leave when House came into the room holding an empty glass.

“She just needed more ginger ale. Can you stay the night? I can pay you overtime.” House said and then headed into the kitchen. She wanted to stay the night more than anything but she was afraid that her lust for House would take over and she wouldn’t be able to keep her hands off of him. If Cuddy showed up during a tryst with her then she would be fired faster then she could blink. Then again, Cuddy had never shown up there unannounced so maybe she would be in the clear.

“Sure, it‘s not a problem.” She said and tossed her sweatshirt back down on the couch. “Mind if I take a shower?” House looked at her as if he was undressing her with his eyes. He cleared his throat and headed into the kitchen.

“You know where it is.” He called. She smiled slightly, liking the attention he was giving her, and walked towards the bathroom.

***

Cuddy had fallen asleep next to Cameron in her bed. She was startled awake when she heard the front door open. She literally fell out of bed and onto the floor where her panties were. She pulled her skirt down and slid the panties under the bed. “Cameron!” She whispered harshly and then got to her feet. Cameron woke up with a groan. “Chase is home!”

“Wha--”

“Get up and put a robe on or something.” Cuddy urged her and then got completely to her feet and pulled her skirt down. Luckily it was a long skirt and if she wasn’t wearing panties no one was going to be able to tell the difference. Cameron yawned and then it looked like it dawned on her what the situation was. She hurried into action and ran to the bedroom door and took a robe off of the hook where it was hanging. She pulled it on and tied it shut. Cuddy sat down in the chair that was in there and crossed her legs, trying to look casual. Cameron sat down on the bed, across from Cuddy and leaned forward so it looked like they had just been talking.

“Allison?” Chase asked, coming into the room. She turned and looked at him like they had just been interrupted, it was a perfect expression and they hadn’t even been talking. “Why are you here?” Chase then asked Cuddy when he saw her, although it was not in an impolite tone.

“Just wedding jitters. The rehearsal dinner is on Friday you know.” Cameron replied, “We were going over her toast.”

“Oh really? Let’s hear some.” Chase said, looking at Cuddy.

“No, no, no, Dr. Chase. Not until the actual wedding.” Cuddy said without skipping a beat. She stood up and walked over to him, “You’re a lucky guy you know. I should get going, it’s late and I have a dress fitting tomorrow with your lovely bride to be.” Cuddy looked at Cameron, a look that told her to keep him busy because she had to get rid of incriminating evidence. She didn’t know if Cameron had remembered but when they were in the kitchen Cuddy had taken Cameron’s panties off and threw them to the floor. She wanted to pick them up before she left, and before Chase got into the kitchen.

“We could use some alone time.” Cameron said and then winked at Cuddy, “I’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early.” She smiled and then came over to Chase and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Cuddy sleekly made her exit, stopping in the kitchen to pick up the white panties. She shoved them into her purse, for lack of a better place to put them, and then left the apartment building. That had been the closest they had ever been to being caught, and she prayed that Chase didn’t see through their little charade.

She looked at her watch, it was ten o’clock. She wondered if it was too late to drop in on House and Amy. She didn’t really plan on having sex with House or anything, but she did want to see him for some reason. Seeing Cameron with Chase really showed her what she could possibly have with House. She wished that House would open his eyes and see that she was the best woman for him, she wished that he would propose. Then again, she had this thing with Cameron going on and she had no idea where that would lead. Of course it wasn’t going to lead very far because Cameron was getting married. She hadn’t talked to Cameron about it yet but she didn’t want their little affair to stop just because Cameron was getting married. She figured what they were doing, they were doing as friends, not as lovers. It was easier to believe that instead of believing that she was cheating on House.

She got in her car and pulled out of the parking lot. She would go see House now, he would kiss her and make things all better. She wouldn’t have to think she would just do. Amy would already be in bed, but if they did have sex they would have to be quiet, Amy had impeccable hearing. She was so proud of Amy’s progress with using her cane. She knew that she was going to have to place Amy in regular school sometime, Leila had said that it would be fine, that she needed to be independent, but Cuddy just didn’t want to let go of her. She was going to keep Leila around for a while. She had home school groups that she went to with Amy, groups with other home schooled children and she had made quite a few friends that way.

When she pulled up outside of House’s building she parked the car in the street and started to head inside. As she did, she noticed that Leila’s car was still out there. She wondered why Leila was there so late, maybe it had something to do with Amy. Suddenly her heart started pounding and she raced inside and pounded on House’s door. When no one answered in the first five panic stricken seconds, she started to bang harder and scream at the door. She was unaware of how crazy she must have sounded to the neighbors. Finally the door opened and Leila stood there in her white tank top that showed her bra. Suddenly Cuddy was mad, and extremely jealous. Her immediate thought was something was going on with House and her, but the anger receded when she remembered Amy.

“Where’s Amy? Why are you still here?” Cuddy said, walking inside.

“Amy’s in bed, she’s sick.” Leila said looking at her like she was a crazy woman, but then her expression changed into something much softer, “I know I should have called and told you but House got here right after she threw up and I was making dinner, time just got away from me.”

“She threw up?” Cuddy asked sounding panicked. She pushed past Leila and then went into Amy’s room. Amy was sound asleep with the TV playing in the background. Everything seemed normal. She had a bucket by her bed just incase she were to throw up again. Cuddy took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. She wasn’t going to wake a sick child to ask her if she was alright.

“See? She’s fine.” Leila said softly from behind her. A moment later House came out of his room looking half dead. He had obviously been asleep when she had arrived.

“Cuddy, I was having the most wonderful dream. See you were naked and there was the peanut butter and--”

“Shut up House.” Cuddy said softly and then shut the door to Amy’s room, “Why are you still here anyway?”

“House asked me to spend the night to look after Amy. He said he’d pay me overtime.” Leila said with a smile. Cuddy glared at House, when he said that he would pay her overtime he actually meant Cuddy would. Cuddy didn’t mind having to pay Leila overtime but she was thinking maybe it was better to move Amy to her house and just take care of her by herself.

“Maybe we should move her to my place I can--”

“She’s fine, Lisa.” House said in the tone of voice he would use to scold Amy. Cuddy hated it when he took that tone of voice with her and he knew it. “Leila will bring her over to your place tomorrow, alright?”

“Fine.” Cuddy said knowing that if she really wanted to take Amy with her she could but she didn’t want to upset Amy by dragging her out of the house while she was sick. She knew Leila was good at taking care of Amy and if all else failed they had House there. Two doctors looking after her was more than enough, and now she could go home and have a glass of wine. “Go back to your dream House.” She said and then moved in and kissed him on the lips gently. She wasn’t about to have sex with him while Leila was spending the night. Suddenly she wondered where exactly Leila had been when she knocked on the door. Had she been in House’s bed? House wouldn’t cheat on her right? She shook the thought out of her head and left the apartment.

***

Cuddy woke up the next morning with the sound of Leila and Amy coming into the house. She didn’t have to work that day because she was taking time off to help Cameron with her wedding stuff. She had the final fitting for her dress today at the bridal shop. Cameron would also be there for her final fitting of her dress. She rolled over in bed to check the clock and it was eleven. She couldn’t believe she let herself sleep in that late. She got out of bed and grabbed her robe. As she was pulling it on she went to the front of the house and greeted Leila and Amy.

“Hey honey, how are you feeling?” Cuddy asked Amy, getting down so they were at eye level. Amy didn’t respond she just threw her arms around Cuddy and hugged her tightly. It was moments like these that she was glad she was a mother. She felt bad that in a half hour she was going to meet up with Cameron, leaving Amy with Leila for another day.

“I didn’t throw up any more last night.” Amy finally said and then smiled.

“That’s good honey, now go to your room and lay down, I need to talk to Leila okay?” Cuddy said and then kissed Amy on the forehead. Amy nodded and, using her cane, she found her way to her bedroom. Cuddy breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed like the worst was over and she was on the mend. She stood up and looked at Leila, “I have to leave in a half hour, if she gets any worse you call me right away okay?”

“No problem.” Leila said, “I’m not going to make her do school work unless she asks.” Cuddy smiled. Amy actually loved learning new things so Cuddy wouldn’t be surprised if she did ask to do school work.

“I’m going to take a shower and get ready, I’ll check in on you and Amy before I leave, okay?” Cuddy asked. Leila nodded and then found her way into Amy’s room. Cuddy walked to the bathroom and started water for a shower. She made sure the bathroom door wasn’t locked just incase Amy needed to get in there in a hurry. Before Amy was old enough to walk she had this compulsion to lock the door to every room she went into if possible. She theorized that it was because she was afraid of being taken again. She still locked the bathroom door from time to time, but it was less now. She wondered if Cameron did the same thing, she had never asked. She stripped down and got into the shower, she hoped Cameron was as excited to see her as she was.

***

After her shower she checked in on Amy and Leila before saying goodbye and heading off to the bridal shop. When she got there, Cameron was already in the backroom getting the final touches on her dress, and she looked absolutely gorgeous. Cuddy set her purse down and came up behind Cameron and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned her head swiftly, like she had been startled, and Cuddy wanted to kick herself for doing that. Both her and Cameron were very weary of people coming up behind them and tapping them on the shoulders, hell the first time House had done that to her after she had gotten home she punched him square in the jaw.

“Sorry.” Cuddy said sheepishly and then blushed a little, “You look great though.” Cameron turned to look into the tri-fold mirror and then back to Cuddy.

“You think?” Cameron asked and Cuddy nodded. The woman who was fitting the dress looked at the two of them for a moment, then stood up and took a step back.

“Perfect.” She said, “I’ll get your dress.” Then the woman was gone. Cameron stepped down from the stand she was on and pulled Cuddy into a hug. Cuddy hugged her back tightly and then stepped back to look at her. The dress had a corseted waist that fastened in the back with small buttons. The buttons had to be hooked together with a special tool, there were maybe 25 of them. The rest of the dress was fluffy and flowing with a five foot train. Cameron had opted to wear white even though this was her second marriage.

“I just love this dress.” Cuddy said and then smiled brightly.

“You should, you’re the one who helped pick it out.” Cameron said and then laughed. She leaned in and kissed Cuddy on the lips gently. Cuddy returned the kiss for a moment before nerves took over and she pulled away. She didn’t need the tailor to come back in there and see them kissing, there was no possible way that could look right to anyone. “How’s Amy?”

“She has a touch of the flu but it seems she’s over the worst part.” Cuddy replied, “I saw her this morning before coming here.”

“Yuck, the flu, don’t give it to me you know.” Cameron said and then shoved Cuddy away playfully. “Will she be able to come to the wedding?”

“I’m sure she’ll be fine by then.” Cuddy said as the tailor came back into the room holding Cuddy’s dress. Cuddy took it into her arms and stepped behind a curtain that concealed an alcove where she could get changed. The dress was a light lavender color, it was strapless with a tight waist and a flowing skirt. Cuddy climbed into it and then came out, “Can you zip me up?” She asked Cameron.

“Sure.” Cameron said and then zipped up the back of the dress. Cuddy walked over to the platform Cameron was standing on before and stepped up onto it. The tailor started to make changes as she stood there looking in the mirror. She thought she looked great in the dress, she loved the color, and it was a hundred times better then the last bride’s maid dress she had to wear.

Cuddy and Cameron chatted back and fourth as the dress was fitted and as soon as the alterations were done Cuddy changed out of the dress. She came out of the dressing room and Cameron was standing there, “Wanna get some lunch?” She asked. Lunch sounded like a great idea, she was absolutely starving.

“Sure.” Cuddy said and then walked over to her purse and picked it up, “Where do you want to go?”

“There’s this new place called Tommy’s that I saw on my way here, wanna check that out?” Cameron asked when Cuddy’s phone started ringing. She started to go through her purse and pulled out her phone.

“Hello?” She answered, putting a finger up to signal Cameron that she needed a second. “I’ll meet you there, Leila.” Cuddy said and then hung up the phone. She turned to look at Cameron, tears shimmering in her eyes, “I gotta go to the hospital, Amy just vomited up blood.”