Epilogue

The next morning when Neela awoke in Ray's arms, she found him staring at her.

"What?" She smiled tiredly.

"Nothing, just wondering when my life got so perfect." Ray replied, kissing her on the forehead. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Ray." Neela said. ""Last night was… perfect. Thank you for not running away when I told you."

"I would never run from you, Neel, I'm glad you told me. You're right, last night was amazing. You were amazing." He smiled. "Hanging around Abby seemed to pay off, huh?"

"Ray!" Neela laughed, smacking his arm playfully.

"Uh huh, remind me to thank her tonight." Ray nodded. "She is coming, right?"

"Yeah, Luka's working but I think she's gunna find someone else to come."

"Okay, hey, you think Sam and Ben would wanna come?"

"I think they're working late, but I'll call Sam in a little while just to check." Neela sat up and crawled off the bed, pulling the sheet with her. "I'm going to shower. Care to join?"

Ray wasted no time, springing out of the bed and following her to the bathroom.

"I'm so happy for you, Neela." Abby whispered, linking her arm through Neela's.

The two girls and Ray were walking through the ambulance bay towards the ER. Luka was stuck working but Pratt had agreed to come along so Abby wouldn't be "third wheelin'" it. They headed toward the admit desk where Pratt was standing, talking to Morris.

Ray saw Morris' mouth drop over Pratt's shoulder and laughed.

"Rasogtra, Lockhart, you look..." Morris was at a loss for words, causing Pratt to turn around.

"Wow…" Was all he could say.

Neela was dressed in a very short black skirt and a hot pink halter with black open toe heels; her naturally straight hair was slightly curled and fell just below her shoulders. Abby had gone with a pair of black dress pants and a white tube top with black shoes similar to Neela's.

"What am I? Chopped liver?" Ray laughed, putting his hands on Neela's waist. He had chosen to wear a pair of khaki-colored cargo pants and a simple black polo.

"Yeah, yeah, you clean up well, too, Barnett." Pratt laughed. "Are we heading out?"

"Soon as you're ready." Abby said.

"Well, then let's go. Later, Morris."

"I don't dance, Abbyyy." Neela whined as Abby dragged the girl out onto the dance floor.

"Tonight you do." Abby stated. "We're celebrating you-know-what. Come on, you guys!"

Laughing, Ray and Pratt joined the girls on the dance floor.

"Come on, Neela. We aren't leaving until you dance." Abby smirked. She had her back up against Pratt's chest, moving her hips with the music as the tempo sped up.

"Abby…" She shook her head.

"You can't be worse than Pratt." Abby pointed over her shoulder.

"I'm hurt, Abby." Pratt replied with a laugh.

"She's got a point, you know." Ray whispered in her ear, putting his hands on her hips. "Besides, you already know how good I am with first-timers."

"Ray!" Neela squealed, pretending to pout.

"Not working." He replied in a singsong voice.

Sighing, Neela finally gave in, leaning back against Ray and allowing herself to move with the music.

"Thank you!" Abby exclaimed with a laugh.

Hours later, the four headed out onto the cold street.

"I'm exhausted." Neela announced.

"I don't doubt it, Neel. I don't know where you came up with that ridiculous idea that you couldn't dance." Abby told her.

Neela shrugged. "I can't."

"Are you serious? Did you not see all the guys staring at you?" Abby asked.

"No, they were?"

"I know I was." Pratt admitted. "You better hang onto this one, Barnett. Wouldn't want any other fellas getting her. As for you, Lockhart, are you sure you don't have any single sisters that you failed to mention?"

"No, just me, one of a kind." Abby laughed.

"Damn…" He shook his head.

"You guys wanna come back to our place for a drink?" Ray offered.

"Sounds good, man." Pratt said, slinging his arm around Abby's shoulders. "You game?"

"Sure." Abby replied.

"Well, let's go then." Ray took Neela's hand in his and together they headed off towards the El stop to enjoy the rest of their night.

AN: Well, per request, here is an epilogue to the story. I know the Abby/Pratt pairing seems a little weird, but I'm really not that big a fan of Luka/Abby and I couldn't very well bring Carter back into this mess. So, I decided on Pratt. Ha, anyways, I'm considering writing a sequel or maybe just another story where Tony comes back, etc. Let me know what you think.

Thanks for everyone who read this. Piper Elizabeth, Strizzy, YOUPIN, criss128, Amythest Girl, Naomi P, and lubyforeverx711. I appreciated getting every single review!

AN: 1/31/07 - Sorry, guys. I didn't really update this, I somehow accidentally deleted it. So, I had to reupload everything. I think I added one new line in chapter 7 but that's it. I did, however, decide to write another story following this one. I'll try to get it up asap.