Title: Encore!

Rating: This chapter is rated M

Disclaimer: I do not own ER, Ray, Neela, or any of the music mentioned. I am not trying to profit from any of the songs, it's for entertainment purposes only.

A/N: Much thanks to all who reviewed!! I was so surprised too, because when I wrote it I thought it was bad, and it turned out to be the most reviewed chapter so far lol. So DocRock, KG, starryjen, Historianic, and tiger-tiger27, thanks so much!!! Getting all those reviews really put me in a good mood, and as a thank you, I decided to write this chapter a little earlier than I planned to. Hope you like it!

A couple days later, they were finally able to go out again. Things had been so crazy at work that this had been the first chance they had to go to the bar in several weeks. They could finally let loose and unwind.

The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together

Love Shack baby! Love Shack, that's where it's at! Love Shack, That's where it's at!

Had they been drunk when they picked this song? They thought that maybe they had been, but they weren't drunk right now, so that couldn't be it. Was there such a thing as brief intoxication? It was either that or they were just stupid. They liked the drunk thing better.

Huggin' and kissin', dancin' and lovin' ,

wearin' next to nothing

Cause it's hot as an oven

The whole shack shimmies!

Maybe this was another dream. They had been having so many dreams and fantasies about each other that lately it had been difficult to tell the difference between reality and fantasy. They hoped it was a dream because that would make this a lot less awkward.

About an hour later they went home. The club closed earlier than usual because it was the middle of the week. Their first night out in several weeks and now they had to go home early. It was a little disappointing. It was too early for the night to end. They walked inside their apartment.

"What time is it?" Neela asked

He looked at his watch "11:15" he responded.

That late? She wasn't tired at all, even though she had been drinking, but no more than usual. They weren't ready to go to bed yet. "I'm not tired. Are you?"

He told her "No". It had been a while since they had been out and since they both weren't on again until tomorrow afternoon, they could stay up later if they wanted to. They were having a really good time. "What do you want to do?" Things were still a little on the weird side, like they had been lately but, they both hid their feelings with their usual friendly bickering. It helped if they could laugh about it.

She went into the kitchen and came out with a bottle in her hand. He couldn't hold back his laugh "You want to drink." After the day he just had; getting bitten, yelled at by Weaver (the usual), and nearly falling flat on his face on his way to van, who was he to argue with her?

"And you don't?"

"I didn't say that." Of course he'd drink with his roomie. His really, really good-looking roomie, who he also had a slight crush on. What sane guy wouldn't? That was what he always told himself, that it was just a crush and he'd get over it. Perfectly natural to fall for your roommate, especially when they looked like her. Only this little crush had been going on for several months now.

"Good." she said as she handed him the bottle of vodka and went into the kitchen to grab a couple other things they would need. Any excuse to spend more time with Ray. She'd been doing that a lot lately. Ever since her dream the other night she had been a little off. Before that, she tried to convince herself she didn't have feelings for him, but now she was positive. She didn't really know how to act around him anymore. She wanted to be with him but, for some reason, she couldn't.

He just stared at her the whole time she was in the kitchen like he couldn't believe it. "What are you getting?" He stood by the kitchen table and watched her as she brought two shot glasses and placed them on the table.

"We're going to play a game." she smiled at him, then went back into the kitchen to get more things. "That is, if you think you can handle it." She knew Ray better than anyone, and she knew that he never backed down from a challenge. Now he was definitely going to drink with her and she knew it. He was drinking with her whether he liked it or not. She hated drinking alone.

That sparked his interest. What kind of game? Obviously a drinking one, but of course there were games he was thinking of and hoping they would play. Maybe this was another one of his 'friendly' fantasies about her. Just the other night he dreamed she ate chocolate syrup off of his body. He liked that better than a silly drinking game. Why didn't she want to play those kind of games? She came back out with salt and several limes. He knew now. She thinks she'll be able to out-drink him. Given how much shorter she was, was it even hard to tell who would be able to drink more than who?

"I haven't played this since I was in college. We ask each other questions, like have you ever done this or have you ever done that, and if the answer is yes, then we have to drink a shot." she didn't know what made her think of the game. Maybe she wanted to learn more about him, more than she already did. Maybe she just wanted to spend some time with him.

"What kind of questions?" he asked, even though he was pretty sure he already knew the answer

"Things you think the other person secretly has done or is doing." she gave him a look and he wasn't entirely sure what it meant. Either she was flirting with him or she was putting her game face on. He could usually read her pretty well but, lately she had been acting so differently around him, even more than she had before. It seemed like a fun game but, a part of him was a little reluctant. There were things he didn't want her to know, not that he had anything to hide, but he didn't trust himself not to blurt out drunken ramblings of love for her. Not only that but, did he want to know her deepest, darkest secrets? He didn't have to ask her anything like that but, he could ask his questions carefully. There were definitely things he wanted to know. "I'm in." he said and sat down. He really needed to learn how to say 'No' to her sometimes.

She did the same and asked "So, who gets to go first?"

"Since this was your idea, I think you should get to ask the first question." How very gentlemanly of him. Not to mention courageous to put himself in the line of fire first like that and all.

"Ok." she already knew what she wanted to ask him. "Have you ever stolen anything?" He looked at her, sighed, and then poured the vodka into the glass and took the shot. Her mouth dropped, even though she wasn't entirely surprised. "What did you steal?"

He bit into the lime, then said "I don't remember that being part of the game." he tried to get out of it.

"Come on, Ray. You have to tell me now" but Neela never let him get out of anything. Ever.

"It was beer, ok? I was 14." he didn't like this game already. Part of him wished he hadn't agreed to this. She started laughing. He hasn't changed one bit. He still has the mind of a 14 year old. "Ok, roomie. Now, it's your turn." She smiled at him, she wasn't afraid of him. He already knew most everything about her anyway. "Have you ever smoked a cigarette?" She let out a deep breath and then poured the vodka and took the drink. "I knew it! When?" He liked the fact that she actually had a wild side to her.

She looked him square in the eye and said "Right before I told you I would move in with you" he could tell she was joking and started laughing loudly. "I was 16. Peer pressure." He didn't think she had it in her. She never let anyone intimidate her. He didn't think she could be. "And it's your turn again." That stopped his laughter "Have you ever run away from home?"

He took another drink. "It was a couple months after my dad left. My mom found me at my cousin's. I had never seen her so scared. I never did that again, I couldn't put her through that a second time."

She could tell he was starting to get drunk. Normally it would hurt him to talk about something like that but, he just stared at her. "I'm sorry" was all she could think to say. Maybe this game wasn't such a good idea.

"It's ok. Don't apologize." he gave her a gentle smile that made her feel better. Only he could make her feel that way. Funny how two people can go from having a rough start, to being roommates, to friends, to whatever it was that they were right now.

They continued their drinking game for about an hour, learning more about each other. They were laughing and doing their usual roomie banter, and they did learn a few things about each other that surprised the both of them. The bottle of vodka was now almost completely gone, and they were both very drunk. "Ok, I have one. Have you ever lied to a patient?" he asked her

She took another drink. "This really cranky woman came in one day complaining that her head was hurting. She was very rude and stuck up and said she didn't want me treating her because I was 'Not American'." Ray looked at her in disgust. "We did a CT and found out her headache was psychosomatic." This of course made them both burst out laughing. "We also found out that she kicked her husband out of the house when he lost all his money."

He was still laughing "Is any of this true?"

"No, but just listen anyway." she couldn't stand being interrupted "So I had to tell her that if she got treated at County, her insurance wouldn't cover it. I told her she had to go somewhere else." They kept laughing. He thought it was funny but, he still couldn't stop thinking she was a little weird. She was either crazy, or heading in that direction. Hopefully it was just the alcohol. "Sorry. I think I'm just going crazy." she continued laughing. What was wrong with her? Ever since her dream the other night she had been feeling so different around him. She was starting to turn into one of his groupies he always brought home.

"If it makes you feel any better, I think you are, too."

Ordinarily she would get mad at him but, he looked so adorable sitting there in his nice clothes. They hadn't changed yet, only taken off their shoes when they came in "Now, your turn. Have you ever been in love?"

Where did that come from? He didn't know what to say to her. If he was truthful then he would take another drink but, he didn't want her to know. Was he in love? He had to think about it, which is kind of hard to do with that much vodka clouding your brain. There were other times where he had more alcohol than this but, he was still drunk. "I wish I could answer that but, we drank it all." he said, pointing at the bottle. That was close.

Since the game was over, they decided that now would be a good time to go to bed, it was after midnight. They both stood up. They were going to need a good nights sleep because they were going to spend most of the morning getting sober before work. He told her 'Goodnight' and she stared at him. He had never seen her look at him this way. This had to be a dream and if it wasn't a dream, then it had to be the alcohol. She didn't think about him that way.

She looked at him and for some reason, she wasn't able to say a word, all she could do was look at him. What was wrong with her? She noticed that he started giving her a strange look, he was most likely wondering why she hadn't said anything and was just staring at him. She didn't know why she was doing it any better than he did but, she couldn't seem to stop. He was the guy who knew her better than any man she's ever known. Who looks after her, who takes care of her, who's always been there for her. The best friend she's ever had. She has a connection and a degree of closeness with him that she didn't share with any other man. He was sweet, smart, funny, her best friend. Literally, the man of her dreams. She couldn't take it anymore. Without a thought in her head, she went up onto her toes and gave him a short, tender kiss and he froze. The kiss was over not long after it started and he couldn't believe it. After all that time, not just one but two tries before, and she kisses him like it's nothing. It was like she was teasing him. In that short kiss, Ray felt more than anything he's ever felt from all the kisses he ever had with a girl combined.

He still had his eyes closed, and no sooner than Neela's lips left his than she saw him leaning in for another kiss. When his lips finally connected with hers, it made her whole body start to heat up. He did want her after all, only this time, this wasn't a dream. For a second she thought maybe it was, but when she felt him wrap his arms around her, she knew this was real. She had dreams about him before but, none of them felt anywhere close to this. She felt him pull away from her and immediately after he had gone, she found herself craving for more. "I'm sorry." Neela could feel her heart breaking inside her chest, she wanted so badly for him not to say it had been a mistake. "I just, I shouldn't have taken advantage." He didn't mean for that to happen but, he couldn't really control it, it was just sort of an instinct.

That was all she needed to hear. She leaned forward again, this time with more eagerness than before and crashed her lips onto his. He was in shock. "We probably shouldn't be doing this." he said against her lips. Of course he wanted her, he wanted her so badly that it took everything he had to try to form a sentence right now. He cared about her and didn't want her to get hurt. Not that he would ever intentionally hurt her. He felt her sticking her tongue into his mouth, trying very hard to silence him. She didn't want him trying to talk her out of this. If she stopped then she was going to think of all the reasons why she was making the wrong choice. "Neela, we're drunk. Very drunk." He knew he was an idiot for saying that but, he just didn't want to be one of her regrets.

That was it. She wanted him to stop talking. She pulled back and said "Shut up." and wrapped her arms around his waist. "And it's not taking advantage if I want to." At first, he looked at her in complete disbelief. Then that's when he started to realize, that was why she had been acting so weird around him lately. She had feelings for him, too. He couldn't believe it. She was right. She was the one who started this. She kissed him first, not the other way around. All this time, and it wasn't him, it was her.

He wrapped his arms around her and held her so tight. He had never felt this way with any girl he'd ever been with. He gave her that look of intensity again before slowly easing his way to her lips for the second time. He half expected the phone to ring, or for there to be a knock at the door, or knowing their luck, for there to be an earthquake. Something. There wasn't. Not this time. The kiss had more certainty and passion than the one he had given her earlier. Neela felt the heat come back instantly. For once, she ignored her doubts and fears, and the constant nagging voice in her head that kept telling her this was a bad idea and she shouldn't be doing this. She didn't care. She didn't want to think right now. All she wanted was just to be with him. She didn't care about anything else at the moment.

Still kissing, she guided him back to her room. She couldn't seem to stop and felt her breath quickening. His hands traveled all over her body, which started to make her grow impatient. It felt like he was teasing her. They finally made it to her door and slammed into it. Not hard, but enough to make them both elicit a lustful moan. He leaned in and kissed up and down her neck. He had wanted this for so long, and it was so much better than he ever imagined it would be. He grabbed her by both her wrists and pinned her to the door. She wanted to touch him so much that it ached. She tried, but he wouldn't let go of his firm grip on her. Now that he finally had her with him, there was no way she was getting away. This was how he wanted her. As his lips continued to travel all over her neck, he reached behind her and began unzipping her dress. Just like in her dream, all she could do was stand there and watch as he slid the dress slowly off her body. She watched as his eyes traveled all over her. He looked at her again with so much desire. She could see how much he wanted this, and for how long. She couldn't make him wait any longer. She looked into his eyes as she sensually started taking his shirt off his chest. Her hands slowly and softly started caressing his body as she took off his shirt. His need was growing for her more and more with every passing second. He pushed her against the door again slightly, letting her feel his body pressed up against hers. It felt so good but, it wasn't enough to satisfy either one of them, and it was starting to get hard for both of them to control themselves.

He opened the door and their lips met again. Every kiss seemed to push her closer and closer to the edge. If he kept doing this, she was going to rip off the rest of his clothes. They made their way to the end of the bed. Their tongues were still exploring each others mouths until he pulled away from her. He just looked at her. He didn't have to say anything, she knew what this was about. He wanted to know if she was sure about this. Once they did this, things would never be the same. He knew she wanted this but, he had to make sure she understood the seriousness of the situation. She slid her hands around to the front of his waist and smiled at him while she began to undo his pants. He did his best not to grope her right then and kept telling himself to let her prove how much she wanted this to him. He placed his hands gently onto hers, letting her know that he wanted her to resume what she was doing. When she was done taking them off, they started kissing again. Just like her dream, after she took off his pants, he was everywhere. His lips of course, but especially his hands.

Ray felt Neela's hands go onto his stomach, pushing him gently back onto her bed. He landed onto it softly on his back. A sexy smile formed on his lips as he watched her slowly crawl her way onto him and sit on his lap, straddling him. She had never looked more beautiful than she did right now. She pressed her body against his and kissed him. He wrapped his fingers in her hair. It was so soft. His hands moved down and started gently caressing her back. After a while, Neela went back up into a sitting position. She could tell what he wanted right now. He watched her, desire still in his eyes, as she put both hands behind her back and started to take off her bra. She smiled as she watched his eyes travel to look at the skin that had been shown to him, now he didn't have to imagine what she would look like. The look on his face started to change to a more hungry yearning look, along with the always burning intensity. She knew he wanted this just as badly as she did. She reached down and grabbed his hand, brought it to her mouth, and tenderly kissed it. He was just about to break now. Then, she took his hand and placed it onto her left breast, close to where her heart was. He could feel the rapid beat of her heart and held onto her firmly, which made her start to bite her lip. She wanted him to touch her without boundaries between them. No clothes, nothing getting in their way. Just them. That was all it took for him to loose his control. She had finally pushed him over the edge, there was no going back now. This was going to happen.

When she leaned in to kiss him again, that's when he suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around her and pulled himself on top of her, making her moan very loudly. All of a sudden, he was acting a lot differently and she started seeing a side of him she had never seen before. He pressed his lips onto hers in an instant, kissing her fiercely and determinedly. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist and he ran his hands up and down her thighs very firmly. Her desire had built up inside of her so much now that she started to feel like she could burst at any second. He took his mouth away from hers and moved it over to her breast. He gently took it into his mouth, sucking and nibbling at it. His hand moved to her other one, squeezing it hardly. Her moaning had now grown louder, and she started to get goose bumps all over her body. She was growing more and more impatient, she wouldn't be able to take much more of this torture. She digged her nails into his back, making him groan slightly. Now she was the one who was torturing him. He moved his lips back over to her mouth, running his hands all over her body. He looked into her eyes and saw how badly she was wanting this. He could tell that it had been going on for some time. How had he not seen it before? He must have been so blinded by his own fear and doubt that he couldn't see what she was going through. She must have been doing the same thing with him. It seemed like there wasn't any inch of her skin that he hadn't already touched. At least, almost any inch, but that wouldn't be for long. Their tongues quickly entered into each other's mouths again. They both started moaning impatiently and breathing very heavily.

She was so afraid to close her eyes. She didn't want to wake up and find that it had all been a dream again. When she did do it, he was still there above her when she opened them this time. Then she knew with absolute certainty that this was really happening.

A/N: All right, can any of you honestly tell me that you didn't see that one coming? lol Didn't think so. Oh, and tiger-tiger27 thanks so much for telling me about chapter 6! Glad I had somebody fooled!

Wow, I had no idea this chapter was going to be so long. I think it's the longest chapter I've ever written for any story. It definitely was not easy to write. I hope you liked this very long chapter and please, please review!!!