Twists of Fate

Chapter 15

Cameron's POV

After I had breakfast I decided to read a book since I had today off. I need to enjoy that. I don't have much time to read since I'm often working pretty late.

So I picked up a book I read a long while ago, which I never finished. I flipped it open and found a picture as a bookmark.

It was an old one. I was on it with Chase, Foreman and House. It was taken at one of the annual Christmas parties of PPTH.

I missed working there when im being honest.

I miss the puzzles, but also the people. It was a good time. It was always fun.

I miss House. He was always making stupid comments and never really cared about our patients. But somehow deep down he was a good person. He could figure out everything.

I also miss Wilson. It was easy talking to him. He was such a nice guy.

I even miss Foreman. He doesn't miss me, but that's alright. He always saw everyone as a competition, but I still considered him a friend. Even when he infected me with his disease because he didn't trust us to find a cure otherwise.

Most of all I miss Chase. I regret breaking up with him. What we had was great. I never had another working relationship after him, which I can't really explain to myself. Was I still not over him? Probably not.

I often imagine to go back to New Jersey. Back to him. Every time i do i have to stop myself from hopping onto the next plane and running to his doorstep.

It's been a long time. I should just get over him. He probably moved on from me. He's probably happy with someone else.

Then I heard a soft cry. Looks like someone is awake.

I got up from the couch and went to the nursery of my daughter. I approached her crib and picked her up.

As soon as I had her in my arms, I hugged her and swayed her back and forth. That calmed her most of the time, but today, that wasn't the case.

I kissed her on the forehead and went to the kitchen with her. Maybe she's hungry.

But she also didn't want the bottle I tried to give her.

I wish she could tell me what she wants, so I can fix it. But she's not even a year old. She can't talk yet. Precisely she is 3 months old.

Then I go to the living room and lie down on the couch with her, just simply holding her and watching a Disney movie. She soon fell asleep again.

The most part of the day I spent like this with Melanie in my arms, watching TV.  Until my phone rang. Unluckily that woke her up again, so she started crying again.

I still picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I said annoyed into the speaker.

"Is it a bad time, sweetie?"

"Oh. Mum. No. It's just, that the phone woke Mel and now she's crying."

"Sorry. I wanted to ask you, if you could come over. You can have dinner with us. Your brother's here too."

My brother isn't often in Chicago, so I agree to visit her.

When I hang up the phone, I got dressed properly to leave the house. After that I took my phone, keys and Mel's stroller and we left.

...

I rang the doorbell of my parents apartment and soon my mum opened the door.

She smiled brightly and hugged me. "Hi my girls." Then she went to Melanie and picked her up from her stroller, hugging her too. Mel instantly laughed. She always loved my mum a lot.

I went inside and left them at the door. It could still take a while. My mum is always taking long to greet my daughter.

When I entered the living room, it wasn't just my dad and brother. My mouth fell open. Sitting in the living room was Chase and three strangers. One of them looked exactly like me. That's creepy.

I tied to say something, but somehow no word could escape my lips. It was like I was frozen. I really wasn't ready to see him. A little warning from mom would've been nice.

My lookalike looked a little less shocked then I feel, but you could see she was having a hard time too.

Then Chase stood up and approached me.

"There are some things i should probably explain to you..."

"Like why you're here? Or who they are?"

It sounded a lot harsher than I intended, so I gave him an apologetic look. He smiled softly at me.

"I'm here because I promised to get them here." He shortly turned to the other three people. "As you can see there is someone who looks exactly like you and she's your sister."

My mouth fell open. What the hell?! I don't even have a sister.

"I don't have a sister."

"Obviously you do."

The girl stood up from the couch and approached the two of us.

"You are my sister. We were separated shortly after we were born. I also didn't knew you existed until a few weeks ago."

"How did you find out then?"

"It's kinda a long story. I was at this hospital you worked at because of my friend and everyone thought I was you, which was quite confusing and I told our mom and she told me, that I have a sister."

What?! So she actually lives with our parents. They gave me away, but kept her?! That's so unfair.

And as if things couldn't get any worse, my mum entered the room with the baby in her arms.