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Summary: Set after "Let Sleeping Dogs Lie", Anyanka is back in business.

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Television > House, M.D. > Anya-CenteredWildecateFR1314443143,73923 May 0623 May 06Yes
Disclaimer: Yeah I forgot it no need for anymore snarky comments. I don't own BTVS or House blah de blah de blah.

It was late and the bar was busy. Cameron took another sip from her frosted glass and glared at herself in the mirror on the other side on the bar. Not a good day, she decided. In fact, as far as not good days go, this one definitely ranks near the top somewhere.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

She jumped, lost in her own angry thoughts, and saw a blonde woman sitting next to her. She was pretty with sharp clever features and a concerned expression.

"Excuse me?"

The woman smiled, a friendly smile. "You were whispering to yourself. You look angry. You look like you've had an incredibly bad day. I thought perhaps we could share our bad days over a drink."

Cameron looked at her suspiciously and then looked around her. "Is this is some sort of joke?"

"No," the woman spoke slowly, as if to a 5 year old. "This is me, Anya Jenkins asking you...." she waited expectantly and Cameron couldn't help herself.

"Allison Cameron."

"This is me, Anya Jenkins asking you Allison Cameron if you would like a drink and to mourn our bad days."

"You've had a bad day too?"

Anya smiled. "Like you wouldn't believe."

"Sure, why not."

Cameron caught the eye of the bartender and ordered the drinks, Vodka and Lime for her and a cocktail for Anya which almost made her blush as she said it. A Multiple Screaming Orgasm. The two women settled themselves in a quieter booth.

Anya leaned forward expectantly. "So Allison Cameron, tell me about your bad day."

"And you know the worst thing about it?" Cameron said, gesturing angrily with her cocktail umbrella. "The worst thing is I apologised. I APOLOGISED and said I reacted badly. And you know what he said?"

"Tell me?" Anya was leaning forward on the table, her head supported by her hand.

"He said we aren't friends, we are colleagues and he doesn't owe me anything - least of all an apology!"

"What an asshole," Anya agreed. "Don't you wish you could do something to get him back?"

"Yeah, "Cameron downed her drink. "You know what I wish?"

"Tell me."

"I wish he could see things from my point of view."

Anya Jenkins bushed her fingers across her necklace. "Done."


Foreman sat on the medical bed and brushed away the nurse's attempt to take his vitals.

"Leave me alone, I'm fine," he snarled. "I'm absolutely fine."

"Clearly your definition of fine is completely different from that of the rest of the world." House was leaning against the doorframe. "I would not describe you turning into a woman as fine." He waited a beat. "Nice tits though."

The End

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