When You Say You Love Me

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. L I wish I did! And nor do I own this song. The lyrics & song is by Josh Groban, one of the most fantastic singers. His voice is godly! After listening to this song many times, it inspired me to compose another fanfic about Ross & Rachel.

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It was the week before Valentine's Day. As Rachel sat on the couch in the apartment she shared with Monica & Chandler, comfortably reading a book, she couldn't believe it. "Has it really only been five weeks?" she asked herself." It doesn't feel like five weeks. It feels like we've been together since day one…and just never broke apart."  In the middle of her thoughts, she heard the apartment door creek open and shut. She looked upon from her book and noticed Monica was there.

"Hey Rach. How's it going?"

She sighed. "Perfect. Just perfect. Something very thrilling happened at work today."

Monica gasped. "You got fired?!"

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Yes, Monica, that's very thrilling, getting fired. No, I didn't get fired!"

"Oh, okay. Than what did happen?"

"I got a promotion! I'm now the head of the juniors department!"

Monica went over to her best friend and hugged her. "Oh, I'm so happy for you Rach. Everything seems to be going perfect for you lately. You get Ross, you get this job promotion. What more could happen?"

Exhaling, Rachel said, "I have no idea. But come what may, I'm sure it'll amaze me to no extent. Oh, and don't tell Ross. I'm telling him tonight at dinner."

Nodding her head, "Gotcha," Monica replied.

At that moment, Ross walked in. It had been a long day of work and he was looking forward to nothing more than a night out on the town with his girlfriend. He knew she could make it magical. That was one of her remarkable qualities. She was able to turn him around from having a wretched day to a better day in a split second. He walked over to his sweetheart sitting on the couch and dangled his arms around her.

"Hey beautiful," he whispered softly into her ear. She giggled akin to a little girl.

"Hey sexy. How was your day?"

"It was very blah and boring," Ross declared as he made his way around the couch to sit next to her. "But, now it's better that I'm here with you."

Monica gazed at them. "Aww, how sweet. I think I need a barf bag." The two of them looked at her. "All right, yeah, I think I'm gonna skedaddle. I need to get a few things at the store for the dinner I'm making for Chandler tonight. Catch you two later." And with that, she walked out of Apartment 20, leaving the two lovebirds to themselves.

For some time, they just sat there, with their arms around each other. Ross began to glimpse around the apartment. Realizing that they were all by themselves, he nudged Rachel.

"Hey Rach, do you hear that?"

"Mmm. Hear what?"

"The silence. We're all alone. You wanna…" he whispered as he was making motions over to her bedroom.

"Do I wanna what?" It took her a second to realize that he was motioning towards her bedroom. "What could he possibly want in there?" Than, it hit her. "Oh!" she giggled.

"Come on, how often do are Chandler & Monica not home at the same time? Or Joey and Phoebe aren't here."

With that, she shut the book she had been reading and tossed it onto the coffee table. She threw back the blanket she had been wrapped up in and stood up from the couch. Whirling, she faced him.

"You're right. There really is no time that no one is here. And there is no time like the present. Let's go," she said, tenderly pulling Ross up from the couch. As they were making their way across the living to her bedroom, Ross stopped and glanced at his watch.

"Oh, you know what, Rach? We only have like two hours before our reservations at the restaurant for tonight. I mean, I'd like to go home and change to make myself at least look presentable and don't you want…." He was interrupted by Rachel, who had moved in closer and started kissing him. "Oh, well, you know, we can squeeze this in!" She giggled as they ran into her room. They ran in and shut the door.

She jumped on her bed and kneeled down to kiss Ross. The touch of his lips upon hers was saccharine. His hands, gently rubbing and move up and down her back, gave her goose bumps. Not that kind of goose bumps that made her quiver, but the kind that made her feel secure, especially in his arms. Being so entranced in kissing him, she was struggling to rip off his jacket and toss it on the floor. Continuously struggling, she broke away from him for a minute.

"Sorry honey. I just need to get this jacket off, now." And with one swift motion, the jacket left Ross and fell silently to the floor. She leaned into his body and they resumed kissing. They both knew that was going through each other's minds. How much they had kissed this over the past weeks, months, and years that has elapsed between their last relationship with each other and the current one. How sweet it was to be loved by the other person. The kiss grew more passionate and intense. Rachel began to silently moan.

Her moan bothered Ross a bit. He broke away, timidly asking, "What's the matter? Do you, do you not want to do this? Does this…does this feel weird? I mean, after all the time that we've been apart."

"It does feel weird," she said readjusting her arms comfortable around his neck. "Only, it doesn't very weird-weird. It feels…wonderfully weird. It feels wonderful. Don't fret, Ross, I don't have any intentions of walking out on you. Trust me, I don't want to go walking down that hard road again."

"Then why were you moaning," he questioned her.

"Because, you are making me feel wonderful. So get back to it." She pulled his body into hers. Continuing to silently moan, Ross flipped her onto the bed how he had done in the past. Carefully, he unbuttoned her pale yellow flowered Ralph Lauren blouse. He flung it off to the side. They passionately kissed so intensely and made love for awhile. During this whole time, a trembling feeling ran throughout Rachel's body. "This is all just so exhilarating," she thought. After quite some time, they both stopped and just stayed cuddled together in the sheets, their sweating bodies against each other.

"Wow," Ross silently spoke. "That, that…was amazing."

"I know," she whispered. "It was very intense. Very magical. I can't believe we did that," she laughed. "I figured we'd at least wait until we had gone out to dinner before hand."

"We can always do this again, after dinner," he softly spoke. "Or not, if this was too much for you," he joked.

"Nope, it was totally indescribable. Mmm," she breathed in the scent of her boyfriend. A thought then popped into her head. "What time is it? Did we miss our reservations?"

Ross, leaning over to look at the clock on Rach's bedside table, shook his head. "No, we didn't. We have little over an hour till our reservations."

Rachel sat up in bed with Ross following in unison. "I've got to get ready. I want to look somewhat gorgeous for you. I can't go like this," she giggled. "You should go get dressed too. After all, you had worked all day in those clothes so they might smell. How about you come back here in about 45 minutes to get me? Will that be sufficient time or does it take longer to go to the restaurant where you made reservations," she asked him as he began to dress.

"Nah, 45 minutes is plenty of time. Of course, you could get ready in five minutes and still look drop dead gorgeous." He continued to dress, pulling on his pants now that he had finished pulling his boxers on. He zippered up his pants, buttoned, them, and looked around for his shirt, tie, and jacket. Once he found his shirt that had been at the foot of her bed on the floor, he casually put it on and buttoned it up. He didn't care about putting on his tie, for he was only going to get undressed into something more fresh and clean once he arrived back at his apartment. Standing up from the bed, he looked over and saw Rachel staring at him.

"What? What is it? Do I have a booger hanging out of my nose or something?"

Laughing, she said, "No. I simply can't get over that I'm with you again. You have no idea how much I love this feeling."

He reached for her face and brought it to his, planting a kiss on her forehead. "I'll be back shortly. I love you."

As she watched him walk to the door and out of it, shutting it softly, then out of the apartment when she had heard that door close, she sighed in relief and satisfaction. Then, she sat in the silent room, thinking. As she got rose from the bed and looked for her bathroom to put on before she walked into the bathroom to shower and get ready, she couldn't get him out of her mind.

"I love you, Ross. I love you," she said aloud, even though she knew he wouldn't here. She didn't care. She often spoke aloud to herself in her room when no one was there. "I love you." And with that, she made her way to the bathroom to get ready for their date.

Like the sound of silence calling,

I hear your voice and suddenly

I'm falling, lost in a dream.

I hear the echoes of our souls are meeting,

You say those words and my heart stops beating.

I wonder what it means.

What could it be that comes over me?

At times I can't moves.

At times I can hardly breathe.

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