Title: Encore!

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

A/N: Thank you so much again for the reviews! I wasn't entirely sure if it was the right moment for the last chapter yet, but when you guys were saying things like "About time" and "Finally" I knew I had made the right choice.

To KG, it's ok. You guys didn't pressure me at all. I love hearing from you guys. It always puts me in a good mood and I posted it to say thank you. And Historianic, just wanted to let you know that yes, that was intentional. Glad you caught that. Like I said, the music is in here for a reason. Also, thank you so much for the compliment about the love scene. That really blew me away. Thanks!

Thanks again! You all are very sweet!! And keep them coming because I love to hear from you guys!


Ray and Neela both laid on their side sleeping. Ray was laying behind Neela. He was very close to her and had his arms wrapped tightly around her. A part of him was still afraid that she might get away.

Ray woke up before she did. He was so happy to open his eyes and see this beautiful woman that he cared about like no one else laying next to him. He had been with a lot of girls but, it had never felt anywhere close to the way it felt with her last night. She knew exactly what he was wanting when he wanted it, almost like she had been reading his mind. She was his best friend, and who knows you better than your best friend? But for her to just look at him and know exactly what he wanted, it proved to him that she was the girl for him. She was the one. Ray, the ladies man, the guy who wasn't with the same girl for more than one night, he had finally found the one. A part of him didn't think that he would ever settle down. He didn't think that any girl would ever make him want to. A sweet smile started to slowly form on his face as he watched her sleep. Obviously, he had been wrong.

Neela started to wake up. She had a really bad headache, brought her hand to her head and covered her face. She groaned slightly. Ray could always hold his liquor better than she could. She still had her hand on her head and the events of last night started to flood back to her. He had been so sweet and so gentle with her. After all the times she heard him with his groupies, he really surprised her last night. Ray didn't seem like the gentle type. More like the pin you against the wall and throw you against the bed type. Then again, he did raise her arms above her head and pin her to her bedroom door with a good deal of strength. Not that she was complaining. He had been wild and passionate but, he had also been very sweet, kind, and god, even tender at the same time. She didn't know he could be like that.

She put her hand down and noticed that his arms were holding her very tightly. She could feel him behind her. She turned her head back to look at him. He had been watching her with a soft smile on his face. "Hey" she said, a little embarrassed. How long had he been watching her?

"Hey" he replied and smiled a little bigger. He had been wanting this for such a long time and he couldn't help but wallow in his happiness.

She shifted her position and laid on her back, then asked "How long have you been watching me?"

Every time he looked at her, she seemed to get more beautiful than the time before. Sometimes at work he would just watch her. Watch her talk, move, and he loved it when she laughed. He still had one arm wrapped around her, then moved the other one so that it was gently caressing her stomach. If he could have his way, he would take her, right here, right now. Last night had been unbelievable and left him wanting more. "Not long" he said to her with the hungry look in his eyes again.

When she saw the way he was looking at her, it reminded her of the way he looked last night when she was sitting above him. Only this time, it was him who was looking down at her instead. It scared her just a little bit when he looked at her that way. Not because she didn't like it, but because no one had ever looked at her so intensely and so passionately before. She looked into his eyes, said his name softly, and then looked away. She couldn't finish with him looking at her that way. She started to look down at the sheets that were covering her body. "Last night…" she didn't really know how to put it into words and she hated how that sounded so much like a cliché. How was she going to say it without him thinking she was a dork? "Well…" she tried to continue. He thought it was adorable how nervous she was getting just talking about last night "it wasn't something that was just all of a sudden" she shut her eyes. She was so embarrassed right now. He was grinning the whole time, he had never seen her so shy before. "I had been wanting it to happen for a while now."

He took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I know" he said and when he did, she finally started to look at him again. How did he know? Already knowing why she was looking at him that way he simply said "I could tell." She knew it. She knew that he could read her when he looked at her that way. She couldn't seem to keep anything from him. He always knew. Then again, last night it probably wasn't hard to tell. "I've been feeling the same way" he said tenderly.

She smiled slightly. "I know." Guess he had been pretty obvious, too, and her reply didn't surprise him at all. She had known that he had feelings for her for a long time but, this had been the first time he had actually voiced his feelings to her. The same thing went for her, too. "And last night wasn't entirely terrible" she told him teasingly. She felt much better now that it was out in the open but, that didn't mean that the looks he was giving her made her any less nervous. She laid over on her other side this time, still facing him, and looked at him from the corner of her eye. He ran his fingers all over her back and moved them up into her hair. She noticed that he had started staring at her mouth. She could tell he wanted to kiss her.

"Really?" he said with a cocky grin. He made his way to her mouth slowly, still not entirely certain if she would stop him or not. He was just inches away from her lips when she just barely caught the time on the clock on her nightstand behind him before he was covering it up. "Ray!" she exclaimed.

Here we go again. Just when he thinks he's making progress, he actually starts going in reverse instead "I'm sorry" he told her, obviously hurt and disappointed. This was making his head spin. He didn't think that was just the hangover talking.

"No. It's not that. Look what time it is" He turned and looked at the clock "We're late!" Perfect. They forgot about work. They had gotten a little distracted. At least now he knew it was because they were late and not because she didn't want him to kiss her.

While Neela was searching around looking for something to throw on, Ray, without thinking, suddenly got out of bed and started looking around for his clothes "Ray!!" she exclaimed

He turned around quickly "What? What's wrong?" he looked confused.

She rolled her eyes slightly. He didn't know? He can't be serious. "Put some bloody clothes on!" she was somewhat irritated. He could be so oblivious sometimes.

Isn't that what he was trying to do? Of course, Ray used this to his advantage. "Why? It's not like it's anything you haven't seen before." he said flirtatiously with fire in his eyes.

She looked away again and kept telling herself over and over not to look at him "I know, I know. Just put some clothes on" she said quickly and had a blush on her cheeks.

"What's the matter? Did you see something you liked?" he continued flirting and started walking towards her.

"We don't have time. We're already late" she tried to stop him. Don't look at him, don't look at him. There isn't time.

"I don't care" he said boldly and was starting to reach out for her

"Put your clothes on, you wanker!" He acted just like a child sometimes.

"Make me."

"Maybe I will." He was almost on her when she suddenly scrambled forward and grabbed his pants. They were still at the foot of the bed and she threw them back at him and they hit him in the face. When he removed them, she had already started making her way to the bathroom.

How did they go from being close friends to trying to become more than that in just one night? Was it just the vodka? Maybe they were still a little drunk. They didn't normally act this way. Not that they hadn't been wanting to, but it was just different now. Sometimes different can be a good thing.

They got ready as fast as they possibly could considering they were both still hung over from last night. Things were still a little awkward but, not like they had been before. Before it was because they weren't being honest with each other. Now it was awkward because they hadn't really been in this kind of situation before. Not that they never had feelings for someone before, just not for their roommate and someone they were this close to. How were they supposed to go from being close friends to something more? Was it supposed to be easy? Why was it so complicated?

They made their way into the hospital and saw Abby and Frank standing at the admin desk. They were better than they were when they first woke up but, it was still pretty obvious why they were late. "Have a few drinks last night?" Frank asked, but didn't wait for the answer and left to go talk to a doctor in one of the exam rooms.

Neela and Ray stood in front of the desk facing Abby. "Finally, you two are here. Weaver is looking for the both of you. She's really mad."

"We, uh, overslept" he said and looked at Neela. He knew she wouldn't want anyone to know about them, at least not yet. Not when they were still trying to work things out between them.

She started looking at them suspiciously "Right" she said, first looking at him for a while and then at Neela. "Well, I covered for you both." They both overslept? That seemed strange.

"Thank you" Neela replied.

Ray walked behind the desk, stood next to Abby, and then grabbed a chart. He was still a little out of it. "Looks like the two of you had fun last night" she kept shifting her gaze between the two of them but neither of them were really looking at her.

They both ignored her last comment. Neela looked at Ray and said "Ray, we'll talk later" Hoping he'd get the hint.

"Ok" he said, not paying any attention and still looking at the chart. That's when he felt Abby nudge him in his side with her elbow. They both knew he didn't understand what she was really saying. He looked up and said "What?" There he goes again. Did she have to spell it out for him? She wasn't going to say it in front of Abby so she just gave him a look. "Oh" finally, it sunk in "Ok" he gave her a sweet smile and then walked away.

Neela sighed and then walked around so that now she was the one who was standing next to her. She watched Neela out of the corner of her eye and didn't say a word. "What did you tell Weaver?" Neela said as she was looking through some papers on the desk. At first she didn't respond and continued to look at her. When she didn't say anything, Neela turned her head and looked at her.

"You slept with Ray, didn't you?" she said confidently with a smirk on her face.

Neela blinked rapidly a couple times and her eyes grew a little bigger "No! Why would you think that?" she pretended not to know what she was talking about.

"Yes, you did. You and Ray got drunk and had sex, that's why you two were late." She wasn't trying to be nosey, but she seemed like she needed someone to talk to. Her intentions were good.

"Ray and I are just friends. That's all" she went back to looking through the papers, doing her best not to have any eye contact.

Abby nodded slowly a few times and Neela could tell from the look on her face that she didn't believe her "You do that with your friends?"

She didn't want to talk about this anymore at the moment, at least not with Abby. This was a conversation she had to have with Ray and no one else "I have to get to work" she grabbed a handful of charts and started walking away. Abby just chuckled.

She was embarrassed, but Abby was her friend so she knew she wouldn't tell anyone. Not that she was ashamed of sleeping with Ray, it was just private. She didn't want the whole ER to know. Her and Ray were still trying to work this out and having it spread around to everyone you know wouldn't help when you don't even really know what's going on yourself. If Frank, or Chuny, or someone else had found out, then it would have been spread around to the entire hospital. Thank god it was just Abby. She could trust her. She knew she wouldn't do that to her. It made her feel better about it.

Neela finished up with a patient and started walking towards admin again. She was walking slowly because she had been writing something in her chart. The sound of laughter broke her out of her concentration. She looked up and saw Ray standing at the admin desk with a young nurse. Who was she? She had never seen her before. She must be new. No need to get upset, their just talking. She and Ray seemed to be having a friendly conversation, especially when the girl placed her hand on Ray's arm. Unbelievable. He was flirting. This was so typical. Neela couldn't watch anymore. She turned around and started making her way to the elevator. She had to get some space and clear her head.

She went out to the roof and looked onto the city. How could she have been so stupid? Her and Ray? Who was she kidding? They hadn't even talked about last night yet and he was already moving on to the next girl. She couldn't believe him. How could he do this to her? She thought she was his friend. Why should she be any different than any of the others? She was hoping their friendship had meant more to him than that. It wasn't just their relationship at stake here, they had both put their friendship on the line last night. She had meant nothing to him. What a jerk. He had no respect for any of them, and especially not for her. She felt miserable and cheap. She wanted to cry. No, she shouldn't cry over him.

Ray gently took the nurses hand off his arm. Ordinarily he would jump at the chance, but he cared about Neela too much to hurt her like that. He was a changed man now. That hadn't been his intention when he started talking to her. He was just talking and having a good time but, he had to get away from her. Not that he didn't trust himself, he knew there was no one else for him but Neela. It was because no one was allowed to touch him that way anymore except for his roomie. He made his way to the stairs. He didn't want to take the time to wait for the elevator and he thought that kind of exercise would be good for him and help him to think about some things. Especially last night. He hadn't seen Neela for hours. Not since they first came in. He had been wanting to talk to her all this time and could hardly think about anything else, but whenever he looked for her, he couldn't find her. Where was she? She said she wanted to talk. They had both admitted how they felt but, they had a few things they still had to work out.

He opened the door to the roof and stepped outside. He didn't see her at first. He took a few more steps and that's when he noticed her. She looked so small and frail. Was she ok? He approached her quietly and slowly because he didn't want to startle her, she still wasn't aware that he was behind her yet. She was standing completely still. He knew she had been up here thinking about him, and from the way she was acting he didn't know whether he should be happy or worried. He was finally right behind her and placed his hand gently on her shoulder.

She shut her eyes when she felt his soft touch on her. Please don't let it be him right now. Not now. She was going to have to face him sooner or later, she did live with him. She turned her head to the side and saw him looking at her with a small smile on his face. She couldn't return it, not with the way she was feeling right now. "Are you ok?" he asked before removing his hand.

She kept telling herself not to cry, especially in front of him, this was hard enough as it was. "I've just been thinking about last night" she choked out the words.

He was really nervous. He still didn't know if he should be worried or not. Was that good or bad? He couldn't take much more of this. It was killing him. He wanted to tell her how he felt about her before it was too late because it was starting to make him anxious "So have I. Neela, I--"

No. She didn't want to hear it. No lines. No more excuses. She wasn't one of his skanks and she wasn't going to let him do this to her. She turned and faced him "I think last night was a mistake" she cut him off.

He couldn't hold back his hurt and disappointment. He was afraid of this. He thought he made it clear last night how serious this was. He was too hurt to say anything, and honestly, he didn't know what to say to her. He wanted to tell her how he felt. He wanted to know why she was doing this. This morning she was fine. He didn't understand. What happened? What changed? She said she wanted it. She wanted him. He saw it, he felt it. "What?" was the only thing he could say. No, this wasn't happening.

After she saw the look on his face, she felt so bad. She knew she had really hurt him. Maybe last night did mean something to him. She was just lying to herself and seeing what she wanted to see. He just wasn't used to being rejected. "I want things to go back to the way they were. I think we should go back to just being friends." It broke her heart to say it but, she didn't have a choice. She was doing this for their own good. Their friendship meant more to her than anything and she couldn't lose that.

There was a look in her eyes that he couldn't seem to place. Why couldn't he read her lately? He honestly didn't know if she was angry with him or lying about the way she felt. Maybe it was both. She had been sending him so many mixed signals, and this one was the worst one of them all. They just stood there in silence for a few moments. Neither one of them able to move or say anything. He looked down at the ground for a few seconds, not even able to look at her after a while. He wanted to say something to her. Talk her out of it. Find out why she was doing this. Something. He was certain she had feelings for him, but maybe it wasn't enough. He couldn't find the strength to argue with her right now. He was too hurt and too upset. He could already tell he was going to regret not doing more to try to stop her, but she had broken him too much for him to be able to come up with anything. All he could think of to say was "If that's what you really want" he was still looking down at the ground and walked away from her, leaving her there alone.


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