A Stitcher's Collection: Camsten One Shots

I Thought You Said No More Secrets

Kirsten:
Yet again we successfully closed the case of another stitch, I was so proud of us. But as we toast our victories I began to think of Cameron. Without him, we wouldn't have had this case. So as we began to toast to a well deserved victory, I stop them.

"Wait! Let me get Cameron! He needs to be here for this." When I was on my way to his room I heard glasses clink and Camille and Linus giggling over who knows what. As I found his bedroom door, I noticed it was partially opened. I peered in to find Cameron, just getting out of the shower with a towel on the floor and jeans already on and he was looking in his drawer for a shirt. He didn't notice me at first, I know I should have left but the thing was I couldn't. Believe it or not, Cameron draws me in. He's hypnotic. But I guess I'm the only one who thinks that. And I also think I stood there staring at him for way too long because once he looked up, he saw me, watching him. At first he seemed shocked when we locked eyes, then he remembered something, something tragic. As he turned around one of his biggest secrets were revealed. I was shocked. Cameron had a scar on his chest, it was pretty long, starting from the beginning of his chest to the beginning of his abdomen. Then he stared down at his constant reminder, he remembered he wasn't as strong as he seemed. That maybe one day protecting me will kill him.

When he walked over towards me I can see pain in his eyes. Tears started to fill his eyes. He seemed so ashamed of this one thing. But why? Once he got to the doorway where I was at he stared at me for one more moment. Then he began to shut the door but being Kirsten Clark I stopped it just in time.

"Please, Kirsten."

"No way. You have to trust me. Really trust me."

"I do."

"Then give it to me straight, Goodkin." I tell him as I walk into his room. Then I sat down on his bed and gave him my full attention.

"I just can't do that." He muttered looking away from me. He couldn't just lie to me.

"Why not? I thought we agreed on no more secrets."

"It's not that simple."

"Like you and the rest of the agency. I care about you Cameron! Don't you get that?! You are the reason-"

"What? I'm the reason what?" He looks up at me because I've caught his attention. This was real and he knew all his cards were on the table. He knew he had to play his hand very carefully.

"Doesn't matter now. You don't trust me, how can I tell you?"

"Please, Kirsten." He begs. "I do but I-" He was speechless. Whatever his secret was it was dragging him down. I saw tears start to stream his face and believe it or not, I felt tears coming too.

"I've made up my mind. I thought I could trust you. But apparently I can't." Then I thought of the worst way to leave him. "Goodbye Dr. Goodkin."

As I left I heard a slamming door from his bedroom and when I went back into his living no one was there. Thank God. So I left the apartment in complete tears, and after I did my fair share of slamming doors and crying I decided to go home. How could he just keep this from me?

Cameron:
She left me the worst way possible. She remembered that when Maggie gets annoyed she calls me Dr. Goodkin. I hate when people call me that. Now she knows she can use it as ammo against me. And probably the worst part if it all was I was in tears and I think I'm the not the only one keeping secrets. Before Kirsten left she said I was the reason for something. I just wish I knew. I guess this is how she feels.

I tried to go to sleep but I was restless. Every time I was even close to sleep I would think of our fight and what she almost told me. What if she almost told me she loved me? I guess I'll never know. When my alarm finally went off for the 30th time I gave in. Get up, Cameron. I told myself. It's time to mend some fences.

As I enter the lab I saw the blond standing there. For some reason it seemed like she was the only person in the room. But sometimes it felt like anyways. I went up to her and as she turned around I saw pain in her eyes. They said "I asked you to trust me, Cameron. Why can't you?" I felt like breaking down right then. But I had to be strong, because what I was about to say was bold. And completely risky.

"Do you want to know the truth?"

"Yeah of course." She told me bluntly.

"I love you."

"What?"

"That's the truth. That's more important than my scar or than the secrets of this program. That's the real truth. It's the only thing I know that's real." She was shock. I was nervous that she was too shocked.

"Wow. Well I have one better." She begins. "You are the reason I can feel. I don't mean residual emotions, I mean my emotions. I love you for helping me get there. Thank you." Then she cradles my faces and kisses me. It was the best kiss I've ever had.

And the funny thing was we were in the same place we were the first time we kissed. But this time we both remembered it.

"So one day you'll tell me?" She asks me as we walk away from the fish tank.

"Of course Princess. One day."