"This is Trauma one. You'll be spending a lot of time here, and don't worry, you'll get used to it." Sam showed the new intern into the checkered tiled room and led him right back out when she heard the words chem. 7, CBC, Chest Film, TOX Screen, and Abdominal Series come from Abby's mouth. Sam led the new doctor to the admit desk and asked him to choose a patient chart. He chose one and decided that it wasn't going to be too hard. He started towards Curtain Area One.

"I'm Doctor Bayley. How are you doing?" He took a good stare at the patient who was bleeding from the forehead and both arms.

"You know that when you are doing a patient history, you really should be doing most of the talking," Neela said from the opposite bed and she was dressed in street clothes.

"I think that I know what I am doing uh, Ms., um," Ryan Bayley said not realizing that Neela was a doctor.

"It's Rasgotra, and if you really think that you are doing it right I'm not going to stop you."

"I'm sorry, but I believe that I know a little more about it than you."

Neela sat up and headed for the admit desk.

"I'm sorry. That's not what I meant. Will you come back here? I think that you probably should stay in bed," Ryan called down the hallway.

At the admit desk Neela saw Jerry and Frank scarping down their quota of freshly fried doughnuts for the morning and they both took a double take at Neela as she walked past their desk. She was walking towards Abby who had just gotten out of Trauma One.

"Wow, what happened to you?" Abby asked Neela while taking notice of the dark circles around her puffy eyes and her hair that was in disarray. "Would you like to come to the lounge with me, I am just heading out."

"Sure." Neela stumbled through the doorway and plopped herself onto the old couch.

"Have you seen the new intern he is pretty cu-"

"I haven't been sleeping," Neela butted in and ruined Abby's moment.

"I've noticed. We were really worried about you. Kerry was surprised that you didn't show up for work a few days ago. What's the matter?" Abby questioned Neela, worried about her well-being.

"It's just, I don't know. Ever since I went to Ray's I can't sleep. I felt something when I was there and I slept very good while in his arms. If I am ever going to sleep again I need to feel safe and wanted, and I don't think that I will ever feel it again. I guess I can't sleep because I miss it." Neela said and hoped that it was a good enough answer to satisfy Abby's craving for her night with Ray.

"If you miss him, why don't you go back?" Abby asked, puzzled.

" I don't think I miss him, Abby. I miss it. I miss the feeling."

"Right but you need to sleep soon. You can't work like this." Abby left the lounge and came back a few short seconds later. "And Neela, I hope you find it, what you're looking for."

"Thanks Abby." Neela left and headed back towards the Admit Desk.

"Frank, have you seen Ryan Bayley? I should really check on him. He wasn't doing so well earlier."

"Oh, you mean pretty boy? I think that he was just called into trauma and Neela are you okay?" Frank replied and then asked.

"I'm fine, thanks and you should really watch what you are saying. I think that I probably scared him enough back in the curtain area. One of his first patients already thought they were better than them. We want him to come back tomorrow." In the trauma room, Neela spotted the new doctor and decided that she would observe for a while. She missed it there. Ryan looked over her shoulder and saw the fleeing 'patient'.

"What is she doing in here?" Ryan asked Pratt, still thinking that Neela was a patient.

"She is just watching. If it makes you nervous, just hide it. Knowing it makes you nervous will only make them come back for more."

"You let people watch in here? I was looking for her everywhere."

"Well I don't know where she was, but she is here now. You can go talk to her if you need to," Pratt said.

"I think that I'll be okay."

"Okay then, get back to work."

Neela left the trauma room and went to help Jane with a patient. A few minutes later the trauma team followed. Ryan spotted Neela and stared at her for a while and then he found Abby.

"Dr. Lockhart?"

"Abby," she corrected him.

"Abby, who it that woman over there with the patient. She keeps following me around and if I try to ask her a question or ask a question to another patient she only corrects me."

"Oh, you haven't met Dr. Rasgotra yet. She's an intern from surgery, but she spends most of her shift down here in the ER."

"She's a doctor?" Ryan asked surprised and very embarrassed.

"Ya, here I'll take you to meet her." The pair walked to where Neela was sitting with her head in her hands.

"Dr. Rasgotra, this is Dr. Ryan Bayley," Abby introduced the two.

"Yes, I believe that we met." She turned to Ryan, "In Curtain Area One?"

"You look like crap," Ryan said without realizing that his thoughts could actually come out as words.

"Thanks, you too," Neela said sardonically and then stared at him for a few seconds before she left without saying another word. She wasn't ready to come back to work. She bundled up and went to sit on the benches at the EL. She would have room to breath there. Ryan caught a glimpse of Neela as she went out into the ambulance bay. He then went to find Abby.

"Did what I say really upset her that much. I just saw her leave. I thought that her shift started in a few minutes," Ryan asked.

"What are you talking about? Who left?"

"Dr. Rasgotra, she got her things from the lounge and left."

"Don't worry about it. I didn't really expect her to stay as long as she did. She has had it rough the past few days."

"What happened?"

"To tell you the truth, I don't really know," that was the only thing Abby could say and it really was the truth.