But she's pretty sure Chase broke the sound barrier with his haste to pull on his jeans and get out of her place, and now, as she's lying on her bed, swallowing hard [over and over and over], all the fears creep back: What if this is it? -- major love for that line. *blinks*

I loved this because it was Cameron as more than a spineless, doe-eyed innocent who follows House around like a puppy. I love Cameron, but the H/W communities aren't really the place to indulge in that, and none of my real life friends can even tolerate her. But I love this version of her, and this fic, so much. Just ... yeah. Love.