A/N: Hello all! I bet you didn't expect me to be writing anything new! Yet, here I am. This idea popped into my head, and I couldn't not write it down. This is supposed to be a multi-chapter fic, but we all know that I don't do so well with those...however, with enough reviews, I could be persuaded to not only continue this fic, but actually update on time! It's all up to you!

Not Done Falling

Chapter 1

Dr. Allison Cameron had a date tonight. She often found herself wondering why the only men she went out with were ones that she worked with. It didn't take long for her to answer her own question. The men she worked with were the only ones she saw. Her life consisted of waking up in the morning, preparing for work, going to work, and going home. She desperately wished for a social life outside of the hospital, but knew that, with her schedule, it was nearly impossible. However, she didn't technically work with Dr. Carter Reynolds. She was, after all, the head of immunology, and he was the head of pediatrics.

It had been just over a year since she left Princeton. Left Chase. When she allowed herself to think about their relationship, she realized, with sadness, that she always knew things wouldn't work out between them. After weeks of him chasing her, after she ended their physical relationship, she returned to him out of pity. At the time, she didn't know this. She had truly convinced herself that she had been being stubborn, and that deep down, she had feelings for him. And she did. They just didn't extend beyond friendship. Occasionally she wondered if the reason that their relationship failed was because she had had her heart set on House, but when those thoughts came up, thoughts of him, she pushed them down as quickly as they popped up. But, if she was to be completely honest with herself, she would discover that no matter how hard she tried to forget him, she never would. The more complicated question was; did she want to?

When she had received the job offer from the dean of medicine from Mayo Clinic, she was apprehensive to take it. She hadn't, in fact, sent in a resume. The administrator, Dr. Jason Temple, explained that it had come to the attention of her former supervisor, the one she worked under during her internship, that the head of immunology was retiring, and he had been quick to suggest her name. Despite her misgivings about leaving Princeton Plainsboro, she actually sent her resume, engaged in a phone interview with Dr. Temple, and just like that, she was offered the job. Deciding that five years at one hospital, and one year in a loveless relationship was quite enough, she accepted, ended her relationship with Chase, and moved to Minnesota.

But not before saying goodbye to House. She had stood outside his office, her heart beating wildly in her chest. Why? She hadn't the faintest idea, but she simply couldn't control it. Realizing that she was either going to do this or not, she opened the door, after knocking softly, and walked in. He was seated at his desk, and appeared extremely focused on his computer screen. She wasn't completely sure she wanted to know what it was exactly, that he was staring so intently at. Knowing that pretense was useless when conversing with House, she skipped right to the reason she stood before him, nervous, despite her desperate attempts not to be. "I came to say goodbye." She said, quietly. Too late, she noticed that he hadn't actually acknowledged her presence, but decided that there was no way he couldn't know she was there. She was right. A short pause passed after the simple sentence was spoken, before House turned his chair slowly, as to focus his gaze on her. He said nothing. "I got a job offer in Minnesota." She explained, "I'm leaving tomorrow. I just thought you might want to know." The confidence she worked so hard on developing, just so she could stand tall when confronted with the task of speaking to him, shattered as she attempted to validate her decision. "It's really a great offer; higher pay, my own office. I would-"

"I get it." He finally spoke. "Good for you. Good luck." He nodded, and turned away from her. She was hurt beyond words, but couldn't for the life of her figure out why. Perhaps it was because she expected him to break down, and beg her to stay. But she was a smart woman, and she knew that that would never happen. Maybe she had simply wanted him to ask her about the job. She realized sadly, that he probably didn't care.

She nodded, and said, "Goodbye House. I mean what I said before. I'll miss you." By before, he knew she meant when she had resigned from working with him. After she turned and walked out of his office, her words hit him hard; knowing that he might not ever see her again put a new perspective on his feelings for her. Did he have feelings for her? He wondered. Of course he did, was the answer. Were they romantic? Friendly? Or something else entirely? He pondered this as he watched her walk down the hall outside of his office, and with disappointment he didn't understand, realized that he would probably never know.

And so she had left, as planned, and made a life for herself in the land of 10,000 lakes. Things had been going remarkably smoothly; she settled into her new position without problem, found a nice town home, and grew accustomed to the weather. That is where she is today, in a job she enjoyed, a home she felt comfortable in, and nearly done getting ready for her date. Cameron spritzed perfume onto her wrists, and heard the doorbell ring. She glanced briefly at the clock; 6:43. Carter wasn't supposed to arrive until seven. Confused, but convinced that he had simply arrived early by mistake; she walked to the door, and slowly opened it. And found she was staring into a pair of eyes so blue; they could only belong to one person.

A/N: So, what did you think? Is it good? If so, should I continue? Is it bad? Is it so bad I shouldn't have written it at all? Let me know in a review!