Prologue courtesy to lostladyknight, but the other chapters are to be written by me! Would prefer no critique, as this is just a little thing I decided I would accept to do since I enjoy what I do.

Three. Three years. That's how long it had been since Rachel turned down that job in Paris. It had been three years since she turned her back on the career opportunity of a lifetime. Three years since she'd given it all away for Ross. And, there hadn't been a single instant of regret. Okay, so maybe there had been some, angst. But not regret, per-say.

Ross was worth the sacrifice.

And now, finally, after thirteen years of dancing around it. After a baby. After all they had put one another through. It was finally time. They were going to become a family. Ross had proposed. They were getting married! She understood why it had taken him so long. After three failed marriage attempts on his part. After divorcing from her. After seeing her leave a man at the altar, well, they were both a bit gun-shy. But, they were Ross and Rachel.

Everyone knew they belonged together. They had a daughter together after all...

"Rach?"

"Oh, uh," Rachel said, coming back out of her daydream. "Sorry Mon, what?"

"I said I'm so excited for you," Monica said. "It's about time you became a Geller officially!"

"Oh, I've felt like part of the family since we were little girls Mon," Rachel said. "You know that."

"Yeah but now it's official! And the best part is, you're getting married." Monica beamed, "There's no feeling better than being the single most important thing in another person's life."

"Yeah," Rachel agreed. And she smiled genuinely.

She was going to become the most important thing in Ross' life. She'd never known what it felt like to be the single most treasured thing in a person's life. Ross had always loved her, sure. Even before she'd loved him. But he loved other things too. His job. His dinosaurs. His son and Emma, of course, they were his children. And that was just fine by her, a person should have a full life. A life of things that make him happy. His life shouldn't revolve around another person. But she had to admit, she couldn't wait to feel that total support and devotion from another person again.

Again.

Joey.

She had always been the single most important thing to Joey. Joey, he'd always loved and valued her more than anything else he had in his life. She, and Emma, too-from the moment he knew she was pregnant. Rachel had never had to wonder if Joey would be there for her. She had never had to even ask, when she needed something, he was there... offering love, support, friendship.

Joey.

All this time she was searching for something Ross couldn't give her, because it wasn't what he was. Something Joey had always been readily willing to offer. Of course, she loved Ross. She was going to marry him. To Ross she would always be one of the most important things in the world, no, the universe. And she loved that about him. But to Joey, she had always been the universe.

But, she was marrying Ross.