Rating: This chapter is rated M
Disclaimer: I don't own ER, Ray, Neela, or any of the music. I'm not trying to profit from any of the songs, it's for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: Thanks again for the reviews!! Keep them coming, because I love them!
Neela walked into her room and changed her clothes. She had a long day. She worked on one patient for 6 hours. She didn't think they were going to make it, but at the last minute, they pulled through. It was days like this that made her job worthwhile. This is what she wanted to do for the rest of her life. She turned off the light and made her way to her bed, but stumbled with a loud crash. She felt like she had just broken something. Suddenly, Ray came rushing into her room like the house was on fire. "Are you ok?" he asked. He turned on the light. Neela was laying on the floor in her pajamas.
"I think so" she said. She was a little shaken up.
"What happened?" he said while helping her up off the floor.
"I'm not really sure, I was in the dark. I was trying to get into bed and then I ended up on the floor."
"Are you hurt?" he said while running his eyes over her looking for a cut or some sort of injury. His heart felt like it was twisting in his chest. Just the thought of her being hurt scared him half to death.
"I'm fine, but I think I broke my bed." she giggled softly
They both looked and noticed that her headboard had come off. "We should really stop walking around here in the dark." she agreed "At least you can still sleep in it until you get a new one."
"New one? I don't want a new one. This one is just fine." she said, almost as if she thought he was crazy saying such a thing.
He smiled to himself. This was typical Neela, never wanting to throw anything away, even if it was broken. She was always worried she might need it later, or maybe they could fix it. She would always say it was still good no matter how torn, tattered, or falling apart it was. "Ok, I'll help you fix it in the morning." he started making his way out of her room now that he knew she was ok.
"Where are you going?" she said, slightly irritated. He was not leaving.
He turned back around and had that silly expression on his face that he usually gave her when he was about to say something she should already know "Back to bed" he smiled at her
"Not before helping me fix my bed you're not." she said sternly
"It's late, we can do it in the morning." Was she insane?
"No. Now." being patient was definitely not one of Neela's traits. Whenever she wanted something, or wanted something done, she wanted it done now. She hated to wait and if she had to, it was all she could think about. It was one of the things about her that really drove him crazy. He was more laid back and relaxed, and she was more classy and refined. She wanted things done in a certain way, usually her way. It was one of the biggest differences between them. Of course he loved that fact that she was so classy, but at the same time, it was also a constant reminder that he could never be good enough for her. "You take that side and I'll take this side." Why did they always seem to gravitate to her bed all the time? Was it subconscious? No, that was impossible.
He walked over to the side of the bed and both of them attempted to get the headboard back into place. It had to be slid back into a hole in the side of the bed. Ray slid his side in and tightened the screw back in with his fingers with slight ease. He also had to be somewhat careful. It was so old and falling apart. She had it for a long time, knowing her she probably had it since she was a teenager. She must have been the sentimental type.
Neela was having difficulty with her side and Ray came over to help her. "What is it?" he asked
"I can't get it back in. I'm not strong enough." she tried repeatedly to fix it, but couldn't and was now getting pretty tired.
First her viola, now this. "Either you break everything, or you need to buy new things every few millenia" he joked. Both her things had been very old. It must have been her being so sentimental, she keeps holding onto things even if they're falling apart. Ray had her step aside and attempted to fix it, but he wasn't able to. Alone, at least. "I can't do it by myself" he told her. He stepped back a little and she stood in front of him. He was literally right behind her. There was no space between them again, just like before. He placed his hands next to hers. They froze for a couple seconds and then remembered what they were supposed to be doing. Together, they both worked to get the side of the headboard back into place. Then with a strong shove, they were finally able to fix it. Ray was having a hard time controlling himself, and Neela bending over to twist the screw into place afterward didn't help either. Was she doing this on purpose just to torture him? He was already starting to get excited.
She straightened back up and then noticed that his hands had moved and were now placed on her waist. She was already having a hard enough time as it was with him standing right behind her. What was he doing to her? She wanted to ask him what he was doing, but all she could think about or feel were his hands on her body. She turned her head and looked at him, he was standing dangerously close to her. He had a burning intensity in his eyes and what she saw in them was need and desire. She thought his fixed stare was going to burn a hole right through her skull. No one had ever looked at her this way before. It made her feel very desirable. She watched as he started slowly making his way to her lips. He couldn't stand it anymore. His need to kiss her was starting to get unbearable. The time it was taking for him to kiss her felt like an eternity. He didn't know if she wanted to kiss him, too. He didn't even know if she even had feelings for him in the first place. All he could think about at that moment was how he had to touch her, to kiss her, to taste her. He couldn't help it. Finally, his lips met hers in a very soft and sweet kiss.
The moment his lips met hers, she immediately felt herself go limp. She was powerless under his charms. It was official, she, Neela Rasgotra, had fallen for Ray Barnett. The one thing she said she would never do. She couldn't seem to get enough, she wanted more. She shifted her position so that she was now facing him and wrapped her arms around his waist and held on tightly. He put his tongue in her mouth and she moaned.
Now that she was certain how she felt, she had to tell him while she still had the ability to speak. She had spent so much time in their relationship wasting precious time that she felt that she had to do it now, and that if she didn't do it now that she wouldn't be able to do it later. She mustered up all her strength to gently pull away from his lips. "Ray" she whispered as he placed his forehead against hers. He knew this was a bad idea. Why had he kissed her? Now he had just ruined everything. There was no way they could ever come back from this now and it was all his fault. He looked into her eyes, scared and looking like she had just ripped out his heart already. "I think I'm falling in love with you" she whispered and let her mouth go into a small smile.
He looked at her in shock. He thought she was going to yell at him for kissing her and she surprised him with an admission of love. All this time she had felt the same way that he did. The shock slowly faded away and she could see the happiness come all over his face. He moved his lips to her forehead and placed a gentle kiss there. He smiled and looked at her for a moment before he kissed her again. He wanted to tell her how he felt so badly, but hearing how she felt after not knowing all this time was too much for him to handle, he had to be closer to her. He didn't want to talk right now, all his feelings came bubbling to the surface all at once. He wanted all of her, every single inch of her. He felt her slowly move her hands to his pants. He felt all the air go out of his lungs, she had literally taken his breath away. She unzipped them and gently eased them off of him. After she took them off, he was suddenly everywhere. She could feel him all over her body. His arms, his hands, his lips. His hands moved to her shirt and removed it off of her before scooping her up into his arms and kissing her again.
She tried her best to reciprocate his actions, but it was hard for her to even move at that moment, everything he did was so intense. How was he able to keep going through all of this? She was surprised she was still able to stand up straight. All she had the ability to do was wrap her arms around him and kiss him back, she couldn't muster up the energy to do anything else. How did he have this kind of power over her? He moved his hands down the back of her legs and wrapped them around his waist. They both gasped in passion.
He made his way to the bed and laid her down gently. They stared at each other for a few moments, almost as if they wanted to make sure this was really happening, that they were really here with each other about to make love to one another. She couldn't take it any longer, she put her hands on his shirt and started raising it up over his head. Now, it had to be now, she was done waiting. After she removed his shirt, he pressed his body against hers. Her emotions built up inside of her so much that she had to shut her eyes.
Neela opened her eyes to find Ray laying next to her on the couch. He had his arm wrapped around her while she had her head on his chest. Sometime during the night, they had fallen asleep and laid down next to each other. She watched him as he slept. Her body was wet from the intense dream she just had about him. It felt so real. She could feel him all over her, and feel his lips on hers. He wanted her, she felt it, but it was just a dream. How could it not be real? She could feel the tears start to form in the corners of her eyes and felt a small tear go down the side of her cheek. It wasn't real, and waking up next to him seemed to make it hurt even worse. She placed her head back on his chest, wrapped her arms around him, and shut her eyes tightly. She wanted so much more than this, but it was as much as she was going to get.
A/N: Please review!!
I've been brainstorming a lot with this story, and now I'm actually going to have more chapters than I said there was going to be. I may decide to have the next chapter be an extra one, and then start getting into where I'm going with this in the chapter after that, which now should be chapter 8. Hope I'm not confusing you. I haven't really decided yet because I'm really enjoying writing this story. It doesn't seem to be cooperating with me, and I have a feeling it's going to end up being really long. It seems to have a mind of it's own.