Disclaimer: You know that I don't own it, I know I don't own it, do you have to keep rubbing it in?

A/N I know that I haven't updated this story in months, but I want to finish it as I feel bad leaving it lying undone, so it will only be a few more chapters, hope that you like!

CHAPTER SEVEN: TELLING YOU EXACTLY HOW I FEEL

Ray woke up a few hours later, and ran a hand through his messy hair, which was sticking up at all angles. He was bored out of his mind and just wanted to do something other than lying in a hospital bed all day. He never was one for just sitting about, when he was a child he would always be outside playing basketball or baseball, so having to stay still was beginning to grate on his nerves.

Swinging his legs to the side of the bed, Ray pushed himself up onto his feet and grabbed the I.V pole which he was hooked up to and which was sitting relatively close to steady himself and he made his way over to the bathroom, grabbing the bag of clothes that Neela had brought him on his way.

After freshening up by brushing his teeth, Ray pulled the bag over to himself and grabbed out a pair of sweats, and pulled them on under his gown. He thought about putting on a t-shirt instead of having to stay in the gown, but decided against it when he realized that he would have to take the I.V out to get it on, and the very thought of having to pull a needle out of his own arm was enough to make him feel slightly nauseous.

Ray made his way back to the bed and flopped down onto to it, careful not to jar his injuries too much, although the pain was considerably less with the pain medication he was getting. He hoped that would mean that he could go home in a few days. The truth was that he hated being in the hospital that little bit extra because he couldn't watch T.V or hang out with Neela like they used to at night. He knew that over the past few weeks that he had started to develop feelings for her which were a lot more than a roommate should be having, but he had only realized how deep they were now that they weren't spending all of the time that they used to together.

Lifting the remote Ray decided that he would watch some T.V, and hopefully Neela would be by soon. And maybe I can tell her how I feel.

Neela was down in the E.R and had just finished working on a trauma. A car had collided with a motorbike, and luckily both had gotten away with not too many injuries. As Neela walked from the room, she stripped her gloves and surgical gown and threw them in the nearest bin and made her way into the lounge, suddenly having the urge for coffee.

As Neela poured the coffee into her cup she heard the door opening and turned to see Abby walking in, obviously having the same idea as her as she made her way over to the coffee machine as well.

'God, will this shift ever end?' Said Abby as she took a mouthful of her coffee and swallowed it.

'I know, I was hoping to go up and see Ray on my break, but then the traumas came in…' said Neela as she trailed off, knowing that the sentence didn't need to be finished.

Abby patted her friend on the back mockingly as she said,

'Wanted to go tell Prince Charming how you feel, but didn't get the chance'

Neela just glared at Abby, but then a smile quickly covered her face as she replied,

'Yes actually, it's all I've been thinking about all night. What if he doesn't like me and laughs in my face?' Asked Neela, her insecurities showing through.

'What? Ray wouldn't do that. Anyway I think that he likes you too. I've seen the way he looks at you when he doesn't think anyone is watching.' And Abby chuckled as she saw the blush that crept over Neelas cheeks.

'What, he doesn't do that' and Abby nodded, knowing that her two best friends just needed to tell each other how they felt.

'He does and you do too. Now you only have about twenty minutes of your shift left, so why don't you go up there and do what you have to do and I'll cover for you. But you have to tell me all of the juicy gossip later O.K'

And with that Neela set her cup down and gave Abby a hug, promising to tell her what happened.

As Neela stepped off the elevator of the ICU she made her way down to Ray's room. Pushing the door open Neela was walked in, receiving a huge smile from Ray who looked up from the magazine which he had been flipping through, not really finding it interesting but having nothing better to do.

As Neela seen Ray's smile she felt her heart skip a beat, his smile always the thing that got her, the way his eyes sparkled.

'Hey, how you feeling?' Neela asked as she walked over and sat on the edge of the bed beside Ray.

'Mainly bored, but better now you're here' and Neela couldn't stop the blush that covered her face at his words. 'Listen Ray, I want to tell you something'

Ray nodded his head, noting that Neela looked nervous, and that just made him nervous. Get a grip Barnett

'After you got hurt, I was so worried, and I realized…I realized that I' Neela paused, watching the sparkle in Rays beautiful green eyes,

'That I love you' Neela waited for the laughter, Ray telling her that he liked her only as a friend. She was shocked however when she felt Rays hand wrap around her own, and his other hand on the side of her face, his thumb gently rubbing back and forwards over her cheek.

Without another moments hesitation Ray leaned forward and caught Neela's mouth in a gentle kiss, the kiss telling her exactly how he felt. Pulling back after what seemed like an eternity Ray said in a quiet voice,

'Me too'

Okay, the end of that was cheesy, corny, whatever you want to call it, I just hope that you liked it. Please review and let me know what you think!