Get Over It
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Category:
1 through F › ER
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,351
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own ER, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Get Over It
Author's note: Takes place after the last episode 'City of Mercy' and is completely AU.
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Neela had looked at them both angrily as they faced each other right there in the trauma room.
"Why don't you either slap each other silly, or kiss now and get it over with."
After that she had left, leaving them standing there, close to each other, too close for comfort.
Ray frowned, just thinking about it made him angry. Tony Gates was just too damn annoying and so full of himself. He had no right going after Neela like that because he was going to break her heart and Ray wasn't going to pick up the pieces....again. Even though he loved her, he just couldn't anymore.
His gloved hand searched around in the pocket of his coat, looking for his car key while walking through the eerily quiet parking garage, towards his car. He'd done some grocery shopping right after his shitty shift but started to regret it right now as he was in the cold, with heavy bags in a dark abandoned garage. Footsteps echoing to the right made him look over, and the one standing there made him almost drop his bags.
Gates, in the flesh, in the same parking garage of the same supermarket he liked to go to. Man, would he ever be able to get rid of the guy? He wanted to just walk on, ignoring the fact that he had seen his colleague. Of course, fate had to step in and brown eyes locked with his, narrowing with a scowl when recognition set in.
"Ray, what are you doing here?"
Duh, talk about dumb questions. Ray looked at his grocery bags pointedly, after he had been able to resist the urge to roll his eyes. That would have been too immature.
"What does it look like? See you tomorrow."
Yeah, tomorrow because right now he was off and in his free time he didn’t want anything to do with Gates. Just because he had offered the guy a ride to where the homeless kid had been giving birth in the freezing cold, didn’t mean he was going to have friendly chats or even pretend he liked him. He wanted to get home, to Katey to celebrate Christmas together.
“Asshole.”
Ray stopped at the sudden softly spoken curse, a scowl appearing on his face as he turned towards Gates, hands clenching into fists already.
“What?”
“Even now that you’re off you still treat me like I’m something stuck under your shoe. Stop acting like you’re better then me Barnett, cause you’re not.”
“As long as you don’t treat Neela right, I don’t get why I should treat you any better.”
“What’s going on between Neela and me is none of your business.”
“She’s my best friend so that makes it my business.”
Gates laughed with sarcasm as he shook his head, dark brown eyes shining with something Ray couldn’t quite place yet and he realised they were standing close to each other again, like in the trauma room and Neela’s comment popped up in his head once more. It looked like Gates was thinking along the same lines as well as he stepped even closer.
“Save the bullshit for her, you want her as much as I do. And you hate me for having her but she’s mine so back off!”
“Make me tough guy.”
Gates raised his hand as anger flared between the two of them, leaving them nothing then the hate and the aching need to be with a woman who wasn’t even sure who she wanted yet.
Instead of a fist punching his nose, soft lips pressed against his own roughly as a tongue demanded entrance and the hand rested against the back of his neck.
Neela had looked at them both angrily as they faced each other right there in the trauma room.
"Why don't you either slap each other silly, or kiss now and get it over with."
After that she had left, leaving them standing there, close to each other, too close for comfort.
Ray frowned, just thinking about it made him angry. Tony Gates was just too damn annoying and so full of himself. He had no right going after Neela like that because he was going to break her heart and Ray wasn't going to pick up the pieces....again. Even though he loved her, he just couldn't anymore.
His gloved hand searched around in the pocket of his coat, looking for his car key while walking through the eerily quiet parking garage, towards his car. He'd done some grocery shopping right after his shitty shift but started to regret it right now as he was in the cold, with heavy bags in a dark abandoned garage. Footsteps echoing to the right made him look over, and the one standing there made him almost drop his bags.
Gates, in the flesh, in the same parking garage of the same supermarket he liked to go to. Man, would he ever be able to get rid of the guy? He wanted to just walk on, ignoring the fact that he had seen his colleague. Of course, fate had to step in and brown eyes locked with his, narrowing with a scowl when recognition set in.
"Ray, what are you doing here?"
Duh, talk about dumb questions. Ray looked at his grocery bags pointedly, after he had been able to resist the urge to roll his eyes. That would have been too immature.
"What does it look like? See you tomorrow."
Yeah, tomorrow because right now he was off and in his free time he didn’t want anything to do with Gates. Just because he had offered the guy a ride to where the homeless kid had been giving birth in the freezing cold, didn’t mean he was going to have friendly chats or even pretend he liked him. He wanted to get home, to Katey to celebrate Christmas together.
“Asshole.”
Ray stopped at the sudden softly spoken curse, a scowl appearing on his face as he turned towards Gates, hands clenching into fists already.
“What?”
“Even now that you’re off you still treat me like I’m something stuck under your shoe. Stop acting like you’re better then me Barnett, cause you’re not.”
“As long as you don’t treat Neela right, I don’t get why I should treat you any better.”
“What’s going on between Neela and me is none of your business.”
“She’s my best friend so that makes it my business.”
Gates laughed with sarcasm as he shook his head, dark brown eyes shining with something Ray couldn’t quite place yet and he realised they were standing close to each other again, like in the trauma room and Neela’s comment popped up in his head once more. It looked like Gates was thinking along the same lines as well as he stepped even closer.
“Save the bullshit for her, you want her as much as I do. And you hate me for having her but she’s mine so back off!”
“Make me tough guy.”
Gates raised his hand as anger flared between the two of them, leaving them nothing then the hate and the aching need to be with a woman who wasn’t even sure who she wanted yet.
Instead of a fist punching his nose, soft lips pressed against his own roughly as a tongue demanded entrance and the hand rested against the back of his neck.