A/N: Hi! I know its been a million years and I'm really sorry. Combination of writers block and lack of time kinda delayed this. I havn't forgotten about this fic though and I hope you havn't either! Here is chapter 9 finally!

Chapter 9:

Ray woke up the next morning with a hangover and a bad mood. After Neela had left for work last night the games and drinking had continued at the apartment, however for some reason Ray hadn't felt like partying anymore. Ray brushed it of as to being down to being tired from work, although deep down he would have to admit that his sullenness had begun the moment that Brett had revealed that him and Neela had been intimate before.

Although Ray knew that it wasn't any of his business as to what either of them got up to, it bugged him none the less.

Although the others had left eventually, it was much to Ray's irritation that Brett had passed out on the sofa. Whilst standing over him in his annoyance and slightly drunk state Ray had a moments glee in imagining pouring the remains of his beer over Brett's head and throwing him out onto the streets, however he had come to his senses and instead grudgingly went to bed.

Brett staying over wasn't anything out of the ordinary however for some reason Ray didn't really feel like seeing him this morning. As he passed the sofa on the way to the kitchen to get some breakfast, Brett rolled over and grunted a greeting, "Up then mate?"

"Looks like it", Ray said coldly switching the kettle on.

"Someone got out of the wrong side of bed this morning", Brett said yawning as he stumbled into the kitchen.

Ray didn't bother responding as he opened the fridge to look for some milk,

"Is everything alright mate?", Brett asked from behind him. Ray glanced at him over his shoulder and felt quite guilty when he saw that he was looking quite concerned.

What am I doing? This is my best friend here and I'm angry at him for…I don't even know why!

"Yeah I'm fine, just tired and hung over", Ray said turning around properly and sighing.

"Tell me about it you really started knocking them back last night!", Brett said helping himself to some cereal.

"Yeah I don't know what got into me", Ray said wincing as he slammed the fridge shut. He rubbed his head in hope that this might alleviate some of the pain. Thank god I have today off work. I don't think I could face weaver in this state.

The truth was he did have some idea what made him drink so much and the term 'drowning out your sorrows' sprung to mind however he chose not to mention this to Brett.

Why does the idea of him and Neela bother me so much?! Ray thought frustrated with himself. I don't even know what happened! It could have been something totally innocent he reasoned.

He was driving himself crazy with these thoughts. He just had to know. He decided to pluck up the courage to ask.

"So err…last night was cool. Can't believe we ended up playing spin the bottle though man", Ray said conversationally.

"Ah yes. It was good wasn't it", Brett said smiling into the distance as though remembering it fondly.

"And err, what you said about you and Neela, you know about you err…kissing. What was that about" Ray said lightly hoping Brett wouldn't see through his pretence.

"Oh", Brett said looking surprised, "It was a long time ago I thought you knew".

"No", Ray said feeling nervous all of a sudden, "what happened?"

He held his breath waiting for an answer. He knew that at one point when Neela had first moved in and Brett had expressed some interest, he had suggested it to her but she had dismissed it immediately and he never mentioned it again. He had just assumed she wasn't interested but what if something had actually happened? What if they hooked up coz of me?! he thought worriedly.

Brett studied Ray for a minute before answering. He could tell that Ray was trying to act like he didn't really care but he wasn't his best friend for nothing.

"It was nothing man. It was after she first moved in and well…we kinda made out one night for like ten minutes but she stopped it and went to bed. That was all. I thought she would have told you about it. I can't have been that bad!", Brett joked. Seeing that Ray wasn't laughing but did look somewhat relieved he got up and stood beside him.

"It was ages ago man. It meant nothing to her", Brett said putting a hand on Ray's shoulder.

"Oh yeah I know", he said shrugging he said feeling a little better after hearing that they hadn't actually slept together, "its fine she can do what she wants".

"You were always rubbish about lying mate but I didn't realise you were so blind as well", Brett said smiling. He stopped grinning though and turned to face Ray. "Dude, don't you see it. She's crazy about you".