A/N Hullo! It's meeeeee! How're you all doing? Good I hope, even though I have been absent for a while -lol! Well I'm back now, for this story at least! I'm really not sure how it's going to pan out, or even if it will work, but I'm willing to give it a go, because it's something I've really wanted to write for yonks. (that'd be a long time, to those who don't speak Kenzie) Anyway, this is a story in which you will have to suspend your belief. Its a crossover with Bend It Like Beckham (don't know if that's been done before but hey ho, I've not read it) and I shall try to make it make as much sense, and keep in characters, as much as I can. But it is an A/U, obviously! Basically Jess is Neela, Neela is Jess, though I'm not sure how it'll all work out, it will most likely be a Reela of some sort! Hahaha. Oh and by the way, I'm not sticking to how Neela really came into ER because to be honest, I can't remember! So yes, complete A/U though some things will happen that happened in the series. -Spoiler wise, that'll only be up to season 12, nothing from season 13!

Summary: Jess Bhamra's life always seems to take the most unexpected turns. Once she was studying hard, trying to get into Uni, then she found herself part of a female footie-team, and falling for her coach. After a turbulent time as part of a professional football team in America she decides her life needs another change...

Chapter One -Starting Afresh

Jess Bhamra entered the doors of Chicago County hospital, not knowing what she would find or what to expect. She knew her life was starting again, and that everything from this moment would be different. She had no idea how different.

Flashback

Jess hugged her friend tightly, through the last eighteen months they grown even closer, trying to help each other to cope with the trials of leaving home, and living in a strange country. She could feel tears on her cheeks, and knew that Jules would be crying too.

"Jess, I'm going to miss you."

"I'll miss you too, so much. You better come and visit me."

"I will," Jules said, sniffing and trying to smile. The two girls stepped away from each other and tried to gather themselves. They were completely different in so many ways, especially in looks, Jules being tall, with cropped hair, and white. Jess was small, had long hair, and was Indian. Of course these differences had never really come between them, their love of "the great game" had united them. The only time they'd fallen out was over Joe, their former coach and Jess's former boyfriend. But even that hadn't been enough to keep them from helping each other.

Here in America they'd tried to help each other, but Jules was naturally a lot more confidant than Jess, and they started to drift as Jules made friends and Jess was left alone in her room a lot. It had been one of the first times that Jess felt completely isolated because of her culture, and her differences. Jules never made her feel that way, but the other girls sometimes did. It hadn't helped that they mainly went out to "pull" when Jess was already feeling out of her depth with her then new boyfriend.

Eventually, the pressure of everything had made her crazy with feeling homesick and she'd run back to England without telling her coach. After a month she returned, having broken up with Joe, and found she no longer had a place on the team. She decided she needed a new take on life, something away from football, and she had applied to medical school.

She had got in, with her good results, and her parents' happiness -they had decided to pay for a lot of her school bills. But now it was time to leave, and she couldn't believe she was actually going. Unhappy as her time had been, she had tried to make a home here, and now she was uprooting again.

"I'd better go," she said, picking up her bag. "I'll write."

"Good," Jules said, unable to say anything, they had already spoken on their feelings of Jess's decision, this wasn't the time. Besides, her friend was extremely stubborn. "I don't know what I'll do without you."

"You'll be fine," Jess said, giving one last smile before walking to her gate. There was no sign of David Beckham this time, but she wasn't sure if that was a good omen or not.

End Flashback

That had been fouryears ago, and she'd only seen Jules once. They had both been busy, Jess with studying, Jules with her football. But they kept in contact through regular letters, and Jules had promised to come visit her new work place. She couldn't believe that, she was working now. For some reason the football, even though it had paid, it hadn't seemed like work. Being a doctor, she knew, was going to be hard work.

She walked up to the desk, and the clerk looked up at her.

"Yes?" he asked, distractedly.

"Hi, I'm Je... Neela, Neela Rasgotra, I'm an intern." She couldn't believe she'd almost slipped up, she'd been practising her introduction all the way from her new apartment. She'd only changed her name a few months but she still occasionally slipped up. She couldn't think of herself as Neela Rasgotra, serious student, competent doctor. In her mind she would always be Jess Bhamra, a little girl who loved football.

She had changed her name because of an incident with her ex-boyfriend. He was a fellow med-student, and someone she had greatly admired. Until she had found out he was cheating on her. When she tried to break it off the situation had gotten out of control and he grew scary. Not knowing how to cope she took the offer of a place in Chicago, half way across the country, and changed her name hoping he wouldn't be able to find her. She was trying to start again, as a different person, putting everything behind her. The only remnants from her old life were Jules and her family, she didn't keep in contact with anyone from med-school, she didn't keep in contact with Joe, and she never played football.

The clerk looked at her, "Ah, one of the new bunch? Well, good luck, you'll need it." He pointed to a group of other worried looking people.

Nervously, she swallowed hard and followed the clerk's finger to the group.

"Hi, I'm Neela," she said, trying to sound confidant. Of course she was anything but.

A/N Well, I know it was short, but I just wanted to set the scene. I hope you all like it, let me know if you want me to carry on!