A/N: Here is the rest of their karaoke night. Thank you all for your reviews.

So this chapter goes to MellowLimerence! Thank you for your kind messages, your enthusiasm and your support :D

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A few songs later, Barry and Caitlin left the dance floor to join their friends, both of their hearts still fluttering, but neither of them daring to act further on their still new and unknown feelings. She excused herself to go to the bathroom with Iris while Barry went to get a drink for himself. As he was trying to order a drink, some girl came up to him. "Has anyone told you that you had a very nice voice?"

Barry raised his eyebrow, looking at the young woman whose position was clearly telling him she was flirting with him. "Thanks. I'm Barry." He put his hand forward.

"Nice to meet you, Barry." She replied, rolling seductively the "r" in his name and shook his hand. "I'm Olivia."

Barry didn't brush her aside but continued the conversation for a bit. She was still flirty but he was only friendly so that she didn't get any ideas about where this was going. What he didn't see, was the opportunity Ronnie saw in this situation.

As Caitlin came back from de restroom, she didn't notice right away what was happening. She sat back at their table with Iris. "It looks like Barry caught the eyes of one pretty lady." She heard Ronnie tell Linda a few moments later. She's not sure if she was supposed to hear this (or if anyone beside Linda and her had heard it), but her head immediately turned towards the bar where she saw Barry speaking with a stranger. She tried not to pay attention to how close to him she was standing. But she could already feel that it was bothering her.

Caitlin couldn't take her eyes off them. She could hear how the stranger was giggling at something Barry had just said, she could see how she leaned closer to him and the young doctor felt nauseous. They had their backs towards her and were both looking at something in the woman's hand. Caitlin couldn't quite see what it was. "It takes guts to flirt with someone right in front of his girlfriend." Ronnie continued, still talking to Linda. Caitlin looked around her and it appeared that no one besides Ronnie, Linda and her had seen what Barry was up to. She turned back towards Barry just in time to see the stranger take her phone from were it had been laying a few moments ago. The young woman waved goodbye at Barry and turned around to disappear in the crowd.

Caitlin's mood went downhill from there. So everything had really been just a charade to him. He had been playing with her all night and now that a more interesting woman was around, he wasn't willing to play anymore. "How could he do this to her?" she thought. She couldn't get attached to him like this (even if it was probably too late to prevent that). She wouldn't survive another heartbreak.

When she saw Barry coming back to their table, she quickly claimed to be tired and left the bar. She barely said goodbye to everyone. Caitlin wasn't feeling well at all. First, she had been drinking a bit too much tonight. Second, seeing Barry with that young woman had really turned her emotions upside down. Third, the combination of first and second was a bad idea. Eddie had offered her a ride home, but she had kindly refused, claiming that she needed the fresh air to sober up.

As she was walking down the street, she heard footsteps running behind her. At first, she didn't pay much attention to them. But then, she heard someone calling and she couldn't ignore it anymore. "Cait! Wait up!"

The sound of Barry's voice, and the alcohol running through her system, made her miss a step. She would've fallen to the ground if two strong arms hadn't closed around her just in time. "Wow, careful there, Cait. You don't want to break your pretty nose because of a drunk fall." Barry said chuckling.

Everything in her head was messed up right now. She couldn't think straight when he was so close to her, when she could smell him so distinctively, when he was calling her "Cait" and when his laugh was so genuine. Barry saw her lack of response as a sign of drunkenness, so he put his arm around her waist and began walking with her. "Come on, I'm bringing you home. A big glass of water and a warm bed are waiting for you there." She shivered and he immediately took his jacket off to put it on her shoulders. She nodded gratefully at him as she snuggled into it.

"Sooo ... who was that girl you were talking to at the bar?" She asked timidly after a few moments of silence.

"Oh ... that was Olivia. She was nice and gave me her number."

Caitlin ignored the pinch she felt in her heart and asked one more question. "And? Are you going to call her?"

He didn't answer right away. "I don't know yet."

The rest of the way was spent in silence and they quickly arrived at her apartment. As soon as she stepped into her bedroom, she shed Barry's jacket on the floor.

"Let's get you into bed" he suggested.

She nodded and began undressing just in front of him. He immediately turned around, rubbing his neck with his hand. He heard her struggle with her dress as she whimpered. "Hum ... a little help, please?" He glanced at her over his shoulder and saw that her dress was stuck around her hip and that her torso was only covered with her bra. His heart missed a beat and he looked straight back in front of him. Following her here had been a very bad idea, he thought. She was just a friend, and on top of that, she was still heartbroken because of Ronnie.

But then, he could feel her pouting at his back and he knew he had to do something to help her. He looked around him, saw her pyjama lying on her bed, took the top, closed his eyes, went blindly behind her and tried to put it on her quickly. She giggled as he missed her head.

"Opening your eyes won't kill you, you know?" she commented.

He flushed as he shyly opened one eye after another. Right in front of him was Caitlin's bare back. He swallowed hard, chasing any sinful ideas from his mind and put her pyjama top on her. "Just a friend. Just a friend. A very good friend. Who loves Ronnie." He was repeating to himself in his head. She helped him by putting her arms in the air. The top was loose and immediately covered her torso and hips, and it was now effectively hiding the view.

"I'm going to get your dress off now." He announced like a TV broadcaster.

Carefully, he put both hands around her hips, under her pyjama top. He was tense as he tried to find the zip fastener that would allow her dress to fall at her feet on its own. After two painfully awkward tries, the dress finally fell to the ground. Barry let out a bit puff of air, relieved that it was almost over. He gave Caitlin her pyjama pants that she swiftly put on.

"Thank you, for saving me from that evil dress." She said theatrically. He chuckled and led her towards her bed to tuck her in. "Did you sneak a peak at my goods?" She pointed at him accusatively.

"Nope, I was standing behind you all the time." He said, way too quickly to be completely honest. But she didn't seem to notice it.

She went on her bed and then said something that made his heart rate pick up a faster pace. "Well, we kissed, so you would've had the right to look. I wouldn't have minded." She mumbled, her voice dripping with sleepiness and alcohol.

He shook is head and helped her with her bed cover. "You need a good night sleep so you can say normal things again." he said with a chuckle.

He was about to get up to leave when a soft voice stopped him right where he was (in the middle of standing up). "Hey Barry? Will you stay until I fall asleep?" She seemed so vulnerable and scared that he couldn't say no. He didn't have the strength to fight the pull she had on him.

He sat back on the bed, put his hand on her hip and began stroking. "Yeah, sure. Of course I'll stay. Don't worry, I'm right here. Go to sleep."

She looked gratefully at him, snuggled further in her covers and closed her eyes. A few moments after, her breathing became regular and she was fast asleep. Barry was tempted to slide on the other side of the bed, to snuggle and sleep next to her. But he decided against it. It wasn't a good idea; she would probably freak out in the morning and put her walls around her up again. Plus, he really needed to get his thoughts back together. He shouldn't feel this way towards Caitlin, it was a dangerous territory. So instead, he just softly kissed the crown of her hair and whispered. "Good night, Cait. Sweet Dreams."