A/N Hey there! Guess what? I'm back! Yup, and guess what? I actually started this about a month ago, but I haven't posted it until it's finished which it now is! Expect nine chapters! It came to me about two months ago when I was listening to the Undertone's song "My Perfect Cousin", and it's loosely based on that. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my third (not counting sequels) full-length fic!

This is set after season 12, everything in season 12 happened the same. I don't know any season 13 spoilers, so any that do come up are pure coincidence. I don't want to know any either, btw! Everything I put is just a mix of wishful thinking and things I think may happen (with Jerry it's the latter). Again, I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, I am poor and have no material possessions but the ideas in my head, and they are mine, so paws off!

Chapter One- Ray

"Now I've got a cousin called Kevin,

He's sure to go to heaven,

Always spotless, clean and neat,

As smooth as you can get 'em"

- "My Perfect Cousin" the Undertones

"Hi there, I'm Dr Ray Barnett, pleased to meet you," I said to my reflection. Funnily enough, it didn't reply. I looked down at the blue shirt I was wearing, I looked like such an idiot. What was I doing? This wasn't me. All I wanted to do was put on a nice comfy t-shirt, but Abby had warned me to make a good impression.

"That is, if you really want this job."

I had nodded, but I wasn't sure. To be honest I wasn't going to this interview because I wanted to leave County, I was going because I couldn't bare seeing Neela any more. Melodramatic perhaps, but the truth nonetheless. I loved her, she didn't love me, she was grieving for her soldier husband. It was a sad situation to be in, and I wanted out. I'd started looking for a new job the day of the shoot-out at the ER. We'd lost Jerry, Abby had almost lost the baby and decided to go on maternity leave earlier, I figured that if everything was changing anyway, I may as well go too.

Of course four months had passed before I'd got an interview and I'd just begun settling back in. That was the way life worked, I suppose. But Neela was back now, and seeing her around just made me realise how much I needed to leave. How much I needed this job.

"Hello Mr Barnett, please take a seat."

"Thank you," I said, trying not to sound nervous. But really, what else was I meant to feel when faced with three stony faced men and two women, all wearing the exact same grey suit?

"Now, first of all, we'd like to say that you've come very highly recommended, from... a Dr Weaver, at County hospital. She says you're a very hard working member of her team, and she would be sorry to see you go."

I frowned, Kerry Weaver had said that? "Well, we're like one big family at County."

"I see. Anyway, we would be wanting you to start in a little over four weeks, would that be a problem for you?"

"No," I replied, "The sooner the better."

When I entered my apartment that night the phone was ringing, I picked it up jovially. My interview had gone pretty well, I thought anyway. "Hello?"

"Hey Ray, it's Abby."

"Oh hi, how are you?" Abby and I had kept in contact even after she'd left, she'd always been more Neela's friend than mine but she was a great listener and advice-giver. I'd tried to return the favours by spending a lot of my free time at hers, cleaning and making her food when Luka wasn't around.

"I'm fine, how did it go?"

"It went really well," I said with a smile, "They seemed to like me."

"Good, you wore a shirt?"

I laughed, "Yeah, but no tie, didn't want to go too crazy."

"I'm happy for you Ray, if this is what you really want." I rolled my eyes, one thing about Abby is that she would never believe me when I said I'd got over Neela. She was right to, as I hadn't, but I wished my feelings weren't so easy to read.

"Yes Lockhart, this is what I want. Now you're not at County any more there's no-one to tease. What's the point?"

"There's always Neela. You used to tease her more than me."

"It's changed Abby. County and Neela. Even I've changed. I don't belong there any more."

"I understand. Look, I better go, stomach calls."

I sat on my couch, after hanging up, and sighed. I would miss County and the friends I'd found there. I would miss Neela most of all. But one way or another, I was leaving, and nothing would stop me.

The next day went pretty badly, I had arrived late for my shift so had to endure one of Kerry's lectures, then everyone was on egg shells because the new desk clerk was starting and everyone felt generally weird, and to top it all off I rounded the corner to see Neela talking to some guy at reception, with a smile on her face.

I went over and grabbed a patient chart, not looking at her. I knew I needed to leave if the sight of her talking to someone else could do this to me. I was fuming inside, my blood felt like it was boiling. All I wanted to do was hit the guy.

"Smarmy get," I muttered to myself, kicking myself when Neela turned and I realised I'd said it aloud. I could only hope she hadn't heard.

"Oh, Ray! What are you muttering about?"

Damn her and her beautiful smile. "Nothing, nothing."

"I was just about to come looking for you, look who's here!" She grinned and looked towards the man she was standing with. He had dark hair, was about my height and did look vaguely familiar. I couldn't place him though.

He laughed, "He probably doesn't recognise me, we haven't seen each other since high school. Ray, it's Kevin."

Kevin? I thought to myself, I don't know any Kevin's, except... "My cousin Kevin?"

He winked, "The one and only! How are you man?" He pulled me into a hug and I faked a smile.

"Kevin, long time no see," I said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, I never thought you'd get through med-school."

I laughed, my fake-laugh would need working on, "Nope, no-one did. How's your company going?"

"Booming, I have to say, I just bought a new Jag, I'll take you for a spin after you finish." He leaned towards me, whispering, "Though maybe I should have become a doctor if that's the kind of nurses you have," he said, motioning with his head towards Neela.

"She's a doctor, actually," I said, almost growling. I wanted to add, and keep your hands off her, but I had no right to say anything of the sort.

I suppose I should explain about Kevin. Kevin would be my perfect cousin, the one who always did everything right, the pride and joy of the family. He got good grades, never got in trouble, never got into punk like myself, basically he was the one my mom would always start a lecture with; "Kevin's got a job over the summer and pays his mother some rent, when are you going to start helping out around here?" "Kevin's just graduated as valedictorian, why can't you try harder?" "Kevin's starting his own business after college, what are your plans? Why haven't you planned for the future?"

So it would be expected that once I had moved out of home I would avoid him as much as possible. But now he had tracked me down, to gloat probably, and was hitting on the one woman I'd loved. Wasn't my life just peachy?

"Well, I'll let you two have your reunion," Neela said, giving me a quick smile before heading off.

I turned to Kevin, "What do you want then?"

"I just thought we should catch up. Do you mind if I stay at your place for a week or two? I needed a vacation, the stress of a business you know. So I thought, the Bahamas are over-rated, let's take a city break and see my cousin Ray. Your mom was over at my house last weekend and she said you were getting on really great."

"My mom was at your house?"

"Yeah, the whole family comes round every two weeks or so and has a catch up. Except you, you dark horse."

Yet another family event it seemed I was left out of. All the old feelings of jealousy that I'd had as a kid were awakening in me. It wasn't good to be jealous, but it's one of those emotions you just can't help. I'd wanted to hit him before I knew who he was, but now I wanted to get loose with a scalpel.

I think the thing that hurt the most was knowing that he would be the kind of guy Neela would go for. He had a steady job, was CEO of his own company. He was rich, he was good looking, he was a family man. I would place bets that he was suave, debonair, and could easily lay on the charm in ways that guys were supposed to. He wasn't like me, a joker, he was serious -like Neela.

Yeah, he was Neela's perfect guy and my perfect cousin.

A/N Please tell me what you think, and if it's good, I'll update tomorrow, if not I'll just leave it!