Hi to you all :) This story takes place around season 6 or 7 I think, yeah 6.. Mon and Chan are not engaged. Here goes.. It will be a two chapters story.
Disclaimer: They're not mine. I wish they were, but they're not. It saddens me though. I love FRIENDS:)
The Comfort Pact, pt. 1.
It was an ordinary day, and the six friends were hanging out at the coffee house. The girls chatted in the sofa and the guys were sitting by the window after being told by the girls that their talk was secret-y. Ross sat in awe, looking at Rachel. He couldn't get his eyes off her. It was irritating that his feelings were back, stronger than ever before. They had been for awhile now. He looked at Chandler and then at Rachel again, asking him;
"Didn't she get a little haircut or something?"
"No." Chandler said.
Ross sighed. He took a sip of his coffee, very awhere of the fact that Joey and Chandler were still looking at him, "Fuck man! Do I just want to do that woman?"
"Seems like it." Chandler said.
"I can't believe I broke up with her." Ross said.
"You didn't." Joey said, "She broke up with you."
"Yeah, can't believe that either."
Rachel stood up from the couch, "Well, I gotta go. I have a meeting. Maybe I'm getting promoted."
"Wow, good luck then, Rach." Monica said.
"Thanks." Rachel smiled at Ross as she walked out the door.
"God!" Ross said. He stood up and walked to the bathroom.
"I can't understand him sometimes." Joey said, shaking his head.
"He's moving on in a few months." Chandler said, "A little time and he'll stop talking about her."
"I hope so." Ross told himself when he heard the guys talk about him. I'll just stop talking about her when I'm with them.
Ross walked around the next few days with a strange feeling in his chest. He couldn't quite put his finger on what it was, and decided to try and figure it out, maybe that could take his mind off Rachel then?
One night, he was sitting in his sofa, watching a dinosaur movie, when he heard a knock on the door. He got up, already hating the person on the other side for disturbing him. He opened the door and saw a crying Rachel.
"God Rach, what's wrong?" Ross asked, already feeling guilty for hating her, even though, he didn't know who it was.
"My father had a heart attack." Rachel cried.
"Oh God Rach, come in." Ross said. He took her hand and closed the door, leading her to the couch. He felt a little proud that she choose to come to him in stead of Monica and couldn't help but wonder why. Maybe it was because he knew her father more than her other four friends.
"Oh God, Ross." Rachel leaned in and cried on his shoulder.
He awkwardly padded her hair, "I'm sorry Rach. Shouldn't you go down there?"
"No my sister already is. She told me that he wouldn't be able to know I was there, so it would only be waste of time."
"I'm really, really sorry, Rachel." Ross said, giving her a hug.
"I know you are." Rachel said, calming down a little, "And that's why I came to you. You are always there when I need you."
"Schy.., Rach." Ross said, "Of course I'm here for you. You're my best friend, right?"
"Oh Ross…" Rachel sighed, leaning in and resting her head on his chest, "It was so weird, I just got this call, from Jill, saying that he had a heart attack, don't come out here. It's so scary, you can't control anything."
"I know." Ross said, looking down at his crotch, where a big bump was beginning to show. He grabbed a pillow from the sofa and placed it there. "I'm here for you, Rach. Whenever you need me."
Rachel lifted her head and looked at him, "You're so sweet Ross. Why did I ever break up with you?"
Ross smiled a weak smile, "Mistake from your side, probably."
She smiled at him, and leaned into kiss him on the cheek, "Thank you for helping me, sweetie."
"That's okay." Ross said, giving her a peck on the cheek too, "I'm always here for you."
She hugged him and kissed him on his cheeks a long time, until she accidentally got his lips.
Ross caught her eyes, and she smiled. He leaned in to kiss her and she kissed him back. Then, he fell on top of her on the couch, after moving the pillow. His kisses were strange, yet familiar. She let go of all her thoughts about her father and sunk into Ross' arms. Ross knew where this was leading and he secretly thanked God for giving doctor Green a heart attack, otherwise this wouldn't have happened. Ross gently picked her up and walked into his bedroom where he plopped her down at his bed, giggling as she was. He slowly laid down on top of her and pulled at her tank-top, trying to get it off. Rachel kissed his nose and took it of by herself. She was in a dream world. It had been so long…
(Now it's time to leave the room, because, let's just say… clothes got off)
Ross laid at his elbows, looking at a sleeping Rachel.
This feels so good, he thought, why haven't this happened a long time ago?
Suddenly Rachel woke up.
"Good morning." Ross whispered.
She looked at him, shocked.
"Oh God!" she said and sat up in the bed, "Where's my jeans?"
"Under the bed, I think." Ross said, "Why this rush?"
"Sorry Ross, but don't think that this means anything now, okay?"
"Are you saying that I'm thinking that this means something?"
"No," Rachel said, "But I'm just saying it so you know that I don't think it means something." she grabbed her bra.
"Not like thinking think.." Ross began, "But we gotta feel something?"
"No, I was upset, and you comforted me, like a real friend." Rachel smiled, "That's all I can have with you, otherwise it's just too much."
"So, that's what's between us?" Ross asked.
Rachel looked thoughtful, "Yeah, I guess…"
"So, it's like a comfort pact… based on sex… of the best.. kind?"
"Yeah?" Rachel smiled, "A comfort pact."
"So if I become sad or depri, then…?" Ross began.
Rachel finished the sentence for him, "Then I'll have to comfort you."
"Okay." Ross said, "See you later then."
"See ya´." Rachel said. She gave him a hug and was out the door.
Ross walked around all day, thinking about something which could upset him, but he couldn't find anything. Then he decided to talk to Joey about it.
"What's up, Ross?" Joey said.
"Well, here's the deal;" Ross said, he had decided that he wouldn't mention the name of the woman if Joey was to ask, no friends included in this was the best idea, so he continued, "I have sort of a.. a Comfort Pact, with this woman.." he sighed, "It's based on sex, so whenever she's sad, or I am, then we'll comfort each other."
"What a great idea, Ross, who is this chick?" Joey said.
"Someone from work." Ross said, "And last night I was to comfort her, and she is to comfort me too, if I'm sad or depressed, but then I thought, I'm never sad or depressed, so now what do I do? I really wanna have sex with her."
"Oh, so someone's horny?"
"No." Ross shook his head, "I don't just want sex, okay? I want sex with her."
"Oh," Joey said, "Like ´Making Love´?"
Ross nodded, "And now I need something to be sad about, I can't think of something, though?"
"Oh, how about the fact that you have to talk about dinosaurs everyday, huh?"
"No, she knows me well, so she knows that I love talking about that." Ross said, remembering all those borings stories he had told her, and she had listened, because that was what a good girlfriend did.
"Then how about you make something up?" Joey said, finally getting a bright idea.
"That does make sense!" Ross said, "What could I say?"
"Do I have to think of everything? Use your head, Ross!" Joey said.
"Hmm, she's coming over tonight because of something at work." Ross said, "Then I could make my move, right?"
"Yeah." Joey said, "You do that. Hey look, I gotta go!"
"Hey Joe!" Ross said, "Don't tell anyone about this, okay? This is between us!"
"Of course."
At 7:30., Rachel knocked at the door.
"Come in." Ross said. He stood in his apartment, and was staring out the window. He pretended to be all sad, but he was secretly looking at her face reflect in the window.
"What's up, Ross?" Rachel said, sending him a beautiful smile.
"Oh, I had the worst day at work." Ross began, "Bad, bad, bad, bad."
"What happened Ross?" Rachel said, touching his shoulder, seeing where this was going.
"Oh." Ross sighed, he didn't know what to say "Nothing in particular, but I'm just so depressed about it, so I thought, maybe I needed some comfort, and then I was glad we had our little pact, because…."
Rachel interrupted him; "Are you abusing the Comfort Pact, Ross? You know I hate it when you lie!"
Ross looked hurt, but she could tell it was fake, "How can you say that? Now, that really hurts… I'm really down now…"
Rachel bite her lip, it was SO fake, but she kind of thought it was cute for him to pretend just so he could be with her. She reached out and took his hand, "Then let's give you some comfort, okay?"
Ross didn't take her hand to begin with, but pretended he really didn't want to go. Then a small smile crept across his face and he grabbed her hand to follow her into the bedroom.
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Ross had an emergency meeting with Joey the next day:
"I'm telling you," he said, "She almost figured it out, I can't do that again, so if I want sex I HAVE to be depressed, damn!"
"Well…" Joey looked thoughtful, "If you were hurting right? Then it'd count?"
"Well if I was hurting, it would be sorry for me, that might work, Joe!"
"See, I'm not as dump as you guys think I am, am I?"
"No," Ross shook his head, "You're not. I just need to get some arm crutches, right? I think my neighbour might have some from the time he broke his leg. Great idea Joe, uh, I gotta run!"
Rachel came through the doors at the coffeehouse and he wouldn't be able to talk to her without feeling guilty, so he hurried out.
"What was wrong with him?" Rachel asked Joey, sitting at the place Ross just left.
"He was about to lend some arm crutches." Joey said.
"Arm crutches?" Rachel was confused.
"Yeah." Joey said, "He's trying to have sex with this girl he likes, they have like a Comfort Pact or something. They comfort each other when they're sad, but since Ross is happy he wanna pretend something is wrong with him."
"Clever." Rachel said, "Who is this chick?"
"He told me it's someone from work. He really likes her, I can see. I think he's in love with her, pure guy."
Rachel smiled a shy smile, "Well, good for him then. I gotta go."
Rachel hurried out, she had an idea that Ross might be calling her soon, but she wouldn't put out this night. If he was lying to her, she wouldn't have sex with him.
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A half an hour later Rachel was in Ross apartment looking at him sitting in his sofa with his arm crutches right next to him.
"So what happened?" Rachel asked.
"You know me." Ross said, "Clumsy I am, and I fell.. down,.."
"Down from where, Ross?" Rachel asked.
"The.. the stairs?" Ross tried, already seeing that he was failing this time.
"Wow." Rachel smiled, "Which stairs?"
"At.. ehm, at the University."
"Okay, how come you didn't call us when you were at the hospital, again?"
"I didn't want to ruin your work time!" Ross said.
"You're not sick!" Rachel said.
"I so am!" Ross said, "And I'm really upset about it, and that's why I need you!"
Rachel changed the strategy, "Okay, then let's go comfort you..."
Ross stood up, "Really?" he took a few steps to the bedroom, "Are you com-" he suddenly realized he'd just walked without the arm crutches, "Hallelujah!" he screamed.
"Wow, then now you can walk, you don't need me." Rachel said, turning towards the door.
Ross suddenly screamed and fell on his knees.
"What's wrong now?" Rachel sighed.
"I hurt my back when I said hallelujah." Ross said.
"You are abusing the Comfort Pact!" Rachel yelled.
Ross got up, she had already caught him, "What about you then?"
"Me?"
"Yeah, you and your fathers heart attack, like that was real!?"
"It so was!" Rachel got tears in her eyes and Ross knew he had gone too far, "I was really upset and I needed you."
"But Rach," he began, "We don't need a stupid pact, why cant we just go and do it?"
"Because I don't want to!" Rachel yelled, "I needed you the other night, and I thought you were a friend, but a friend don't lie, so I guess you're not"
"I just really wanna do it." Ross said. He knew he sounded harsh, but he just wanted her so much.
"It's a pact we have when we need each other," Rachel said, "And that's all I can see myself having with you!"
With those words, she stormed out the apartment.
The next day, the six friends were sitting in the coffee house. Ross kept sending glances at Rachel. He wanted her to know he was sorry, but she kept avoiding his eyes.
"So, what have you been up to the past days, Ross?" Monica asked, "I feel like I haven't talked to you."
"Not much." Ross said.
"I know..." Joey giggled.
"What?" Ross said, "Joey you promised that it was between us!"
"Come on, I already told Rachel!" Joey said, "When you rushed out to borrow those arm crutches, she asked, and I answered!"
"No, Joey!" Ross yelled, glaring at Rachel. That's why she had been so sure, she, of course, had been told, "You know, you ruined everything!"
With those words, he stormed out the coffee house.
"What was that about?" Chandler asked.
"He has a comfort pact with this woman." Joey began, "And he isn't sad or depressed so he pretends to be, I don't think it's working."
"You know, he borrowed arm crutches to pretend he broke a leg!" Rachel laughed, "He is so pathetic, why can't he have sex with another woman?"
"I asked him the same!" Joey said.
Monica, Chandler and Phoebe began to laugh, "I can't believe him sometimes!"
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Later that day, when Rachel was at work, she felt really angry with Ross, she needed to get back at him. She needed to humiliate him, and she knew just how...
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"I'm telling you" Ross said, "You need to do this for me!"
"I wont break your hand with a hammer!" Joey said, looking at Ross with disgust, "Why can't you just have sex with another woman?"
"NO!" Ross yelled, "It needs to be her. I want her. Come on Joey, I thought you were a friend, I would have done it if it was you who asked me!"
Joey swallowed a lump and took the hammer, "All right, but don't blame me!"
Ross nodded, "Thank you, now do it!"
Joey looked at his friends hand, "No, I can't do it!"
With that, he stormed out the door, and Ross decided to break his hand by himself. He took the hammer, and with Rachel and him making love in is mind, he counted to three and knocked the hammer on his hand. The pain was overwhelming. He swore and jumped around, and then he hurried out and to the hospital.
Ross hadn't called Rachel, but it was knocking at the door. He opened up and saw a crying Rachel outside.
"God… Rach?"
"My father is dead." Rachel cried.
Ross was shocked, "No, I thought he was getting better?"
"He was…" Rachel sighed, "But he got worse, and then all of a sudden, he just,.. died."
"I'm sorry, Rach." Ross said.
"No you're not, I know how much you hated him!" Rachel continued, "But I just wanna forget the pain. Comfort me!"
"Yeah, of course." Ross said and gave her a hug.
"No." Rachel whispered, "Really comfort me. Like.. you and I comfort…?"
"Oh.." Ross said, "Yeah, of course, I'll do anything for you."
"Are you gonna take of your pants or what, then? And fold them, neatly, it had been in my fathers spirit." Rachel said, looking at him.
"Of course." Ross said again. He took of his pants, but he had a little trouble because of his broken hand. He folded them neatly and placed them on the couch, "Bedroom or what then?"
"Ha-ha!" Rachel said and stood up. Her voice normal, "My father isn't dead. Now you can see what it's like to be used by a person you trust and care about!"
"He is not dead?" Ross asked, feeling really stupid. He was holding his hand, because it was hurting like hell.
"No!" Rachel said, "And please stop pretending that your hand is broken, it's pathetic!" she grabbed his hand, and he made a sound of pain.
"Please stop, it's broken."
"Your hand is broken?" Rachel asked .
"Yeah, I broke my hand…" Ross whispered.
"Ross, that's stupid!" Rachel said, "You can have sex so many other places, you don't have to break you hand, huh?"
"Yeah I do..." Ross said, "If I wanna have sex with you…" he looked at her and saw that she had tears in her eyes, "It's just because, I just don't wanna be with you when I'm sad or depressed, I also wanna be with you when I'm happy and glad…"
"You broke your hand for me?" Rachel asked, her tears were streaming perfusely down her cheeks, "That's so sweet."
"Yeah, and it hurted like hell too." Ross grinned.
"Oh, I'm sad about that." Rachel said.
"You're sad about it?" Ross asked.
"Yeah, I really am."
"Like sad, in need comfort, sad?"
"Yeah I think so. I'm really, really depressed about it." Rachel smiled.
"Then I better go comfort you, huh?"
"I think so." Rachel said. She stood on her toes and leaned in and kissed him sweetly at his lips. He grabbed her hand a they walked into the bedroom. When they were there, they took it slow. This was supposed to be an amazing night, not that the others haven't been, but this was their reunion. Ross was sure that he wanted to be with Rachel forever, and he knew he wouldn't let her go this time. She was too special. Rachel still had tears streaming down her face, when he kissed her, she knew he could taste it, but she didn't care. She couldn't believe that he'd broken his hand because of her, that was all he needed to do, and she knew she wanted him and only him. She wasn't going to screw up this time.
This was IT.
So, yeah, there will be one more chapter. Leave a review. And sorry about the gramma, I wrote this a long time ago, and I've gotten better since. ;p