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paige_kate ([personal profile] paige_kate) wrote2008-03-12 07:53 pm

Fic: Something in Red 2/5: Green is for Envy. House/Cameron FRT

Title: Something in Red 2/5: Green is for Envy
Author: Paige/Gabrielle
Fandom: House, MD
Pairing: House/Cameron
Rating: FRT
Spoilers: Through Season 4
Category: Romance, Song Fic
Summary: Allison goes looking for a dress to send Thirteen a message.
Warning: Not Thirteen (or whatever her name is) friendly.
Disclaimer: Not mine, don’t sue. Again, title and lyrics belong to Lorrie Morgan.
Feedback: All I ask is that you play nice. No flying objects that you’ve set on fire please.
Email: katelyamct@gmail.com

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I’m looking for Something in Green
Something to out do
An ex-high school queen


Allison strode into Victoria’s Secret with a determined look on her face. She knew that Greg loved her and was in no way interested in Thirteen, but the little bitch didn’t seem to get the hint. Well, she was going to get the message loud and clear tonight. She and Greg had plans for her birthday after his shift and she was going was going to show up in a dress that would knock him off his feet.

Then, she saw it, it was perfect! A beautiful green dress with two sashes that the sticker said she could style seven different ways. Smiling in triumph, she grabbed the dress and headed for the fitting room.

Jealousy comes in
The color of Jade
Do you have some pumps
And a purse in this shade


Oh, and to think she hadn’t been completely sure that the dress would look good on her. She’d fiddled with the sashes before deciding on the halter style and then smiled at herself in the mirror. The green made her eyes seem bluer and complimented her now blonde hair.

After getting out of the dress, she enlisted the sales girl’s aid in finding the perfect pair of shoes and a purse to go with the dress. Then, the girl mentioned that they also had perfume if she was interested.

And a perfume that whispers
‘Please come back to me’?


Ooh, after getting a whiff of the perfume counter, Allison decided that maybe she should rethink her whole position on perfume. The exotic scents that dwelled at the perfume counter were subtle but delicious, not overwhelming.

After a little searching, she found something that she knew Greg would love; it was musky with just hint of vanilla. She thanked the sales girl profusely for her help, Allison nearly skipped out of Victoria’s Secret with her purchases, eager to pick up Greg and silence Thirteen once and for all.

I’m looking for Something in Green.

Allison could feel the eyes of every man on her as she walked through the hospital. She’d decided to keep her accessories simple; a gold bracelet that Greg had given her that morning as a gift, a gold necklace that her late husband had given her as a wedding gift and a pair of gold hoop earrings she’d bought for herself after she’d graduated from med school. She couldn’t wait for Greg to see her.

Even before Greg saw her, Allison knew her plan had been successful. Thirteen’s face had paled when Allison walked into the confence room. Foreman was there and she remembered that Greg had need him to consult on his latest patient.

“Whoa, Cameron! You look gorgeous,” Foreman said, his dark eyes shining with sincere admiration.

Allison smiled sweetly, “Thanks Foreman. Is Greg ready to go?”

Foreman nodded, “I think he was drafting Wilson into helping him with his tie. Plus he had to drop off the patient’s file with Cuddy and you know how much he likes that. So it’ll probably take a few minutes.”

Allison nodded and took a seat in her old spot at the table, ignoring the glares Thirteen was sending her way. After about ten minutes, Greg limped into the room and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of her, “Wow. I thought this was supposed to be your birthday dinner.”

Allison smiled as she got to her feet, “Well, I thought you’d enjoy getting a gift of your own since I know you hate going out to dinner.”

Greg waggled his eyebrows, “Oh goody. I’ll take you out to dinner more often if I start getting these kinds of presents.”

Allison laughed and threaded her arm through his free one, “Oh, it gets better, this dress is designed for easy access.” She waved goodbye to a laughing Foreman and a flabbergasted Thirteen before walking out to the car with her man, confident that her message had been read loud and clear.

The End.