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It was a dark and stormy night in the Big Apple. Thunder sounds and
lightning filled the skies. The awning on Central Perk ripped apart with the impact of the storm.
It wasn't just a normal storm either, it was some sort of electrical storm where the thunder hit the side of the skyscrapers causing some sort of electromagnetic disturbance.
It had been a long day for Ross. He had a million papers to grade and a dean who just talked his ear off at lunch. He threw his keys down on the coffee table and threw his feet upon the couch. The storm seemed to have gotten worse. His umbrella was on the floor and his hair was soaked.
He looked at the calendar and it just dawned on him. Three years ago tonight was the night that changed his life forever. It didn't start out that way. He had plans that anniversary evening that included a ring. They had been dating for a year and he was so in love. She had to work , which was so ironic since on their first date he was the one who had to work. Then there was the office visit, the fight , and Chloe.
"Come on you don't have to smile , just have to dance . She said coaxing him onto the dance floor. Their bodies moved in time to the music and the alcohol took over and then he started thinking about Rachel as "With or Without You." played. He needed someone because he thought it was over. Chloe pushed her lips on Ross' and he hungrily opened his mouth, a decision that would haunt him .
"To love," he sarcastically said as he picked up the remote and took a sip from his beer. He clicked through the channels until he found a program on the Discovery Channel about bees. The storm continued to rage outside , causing the television to flicker on and off. Finally the lights went out.
Grabbing a Pottery Barn candle from the drawer, he lit it and made his way to the bedroom. The storm was not going to secede so he called it a night and went to sleep.
The next morning, things didn't feel the same for Ross. The storm had passed over and the only remnants of it left were some downed branches and power lines. But there was something else..he spied the copy of the New York Times and noticed the date….it was the day of their anniversary three years ago.
"That's odd," mumbled Ross as he got up from the bed. He walked into his bathroom and looked in the mirror.
"That's funny, I don't remember getting a haircut." he said as he noticed his dark hair was shorter than before.
"Good morning honey, happy anniversary," said a voice coming from the bedroom. He stopped for a minute, he knew that voice.
There she stood with her short little shag haircut. It couldn't be because he hadn't been drinking. There was Rachel, the same she looked at the time they were dating. Something was going on and he didn't understand what. It wasn't the present time…but 1996...somehow they had gone back in time. The fates were giving him and Rachel a second chance…but someone else would have to pay an awful price