After a long absence , I am returning to Fan Fiction with a new story. Suppose there would have never been a London, would there have been Mondler?
These characters are now part of history and are the total property of BKC Productions…except for Chandler who belongs to my BFF and a certain paleontologist who I wished belonged to me.
Rachel sat down at her desk and put her head in her hands. The only thing that stared back at her was the pile on her desk. Yellow forms were in a mound and scattered all over the place. Mark's sudden quitting seemed to have put a huge strain on the small office. Orders were backed up even worse than usual.. She rubbed her temples in frustration and then looked at the clock. There was no way she would get out of there by six. She cupped her hands over her eyes and a sight caught her eye. On her desk sat a frame containing a picture. Guilt consumed her as she looked over at the frame. It was him. It had been all about her. She was living her dream , a career in fashion and working at Bloomingdales. Everything was finally coming together, since leaving Barry. She was doing what she loved , she had resumed her friendship with her childhood best friend, and she had five of the best friends a girl could have. A smile came to her face as she realized her life was almost perfect.
"Rachel, we're ordering lunch." Sophie said as suddenly she was brought back to the task at hand. Rachel picked up the menu and studied it.
He held the beautiful diamond ring in his hand. It seemed to sit so natural in his large olive hands. The light caused it to glisten and sparkle as he carefully eyed it. It may have been a little more tan he cared to spend, but after all it was her. Hearing the incoming footsteps, Ross put the ring back in the box and hid it in his coat pocket. He quickly reached over to the mug and took a sip. Then he started to read the paper.
"Hey Ross." Joey said as he slid next to him on the orange couch. Ross nervously moved his suit jacket from next to him. Chandler followed behind him and eyed his oldest friend. He studied the worried look on Ross' face."You look like a man who is on death row." Chandler smirked as he often did when he was uncomfortable with trying to be serious. He plopped down on the couch next to Ross and asked. "What's wrong buddy?'
Ross blew air through his lips and moaned in that way of his. "It's Rachel." Joey and Chandler looked at each other. Their friend was obviously troubled and it was up to them to listen to his problem. Ross looked down at the carpet and started to lament. "It's our anniversary and lately I haven't got to spend any time with her at all. I'm afraid she's going to blow me off again."
Joey nodded his head and stuffed it with a blueberry muffin. "And this is why I date more than one chick. No hang ups."
"And this is why I don't date." Said Chandler as he put his arm around his buddy's shoulder. "But this isn't me , it's you "Mr Commitment." "Mr. I am now with the woman I love and want to be with her forever." Ross looked at his friends thoughfully. His hazel eyes glistened with tears as he began to speak. He cleared his throat and in a small whisper he said. "I'm afraid." Chandler looked at him thoughtfully and Joey still had trouble comprehending him. "There has only been one other time in my life that I have been in love like this. I remember how much it hurt when Carol left me . I thought I would never recover. I also thought I would never feel like this again. If it is possible, I love Rachel more than I ever loved Carol. Chandler smiled sincerely, "And now you are scared you will get hurt again."
"I'm just afraid that she doesn't love me as much as I love her. I mean, lately work is all she thinks about and we don't even spend any time together." Joey looked at Ross and nodded. "Yeah, I was hurt before by Ursula and that's why I wont be hurt again." Seeing a new blonde in a blue mini dress , he leaped up from the couch and proceded to walk over to her. "I'm Joey, How you doin?"
Chandler just shook his head at Joey and brushed the sandy brown hair from his eyes. He turned to Ross and said."She does love you. Don't you get it? She has the same passion for her job as you do for yours. Wasn't it your first real date when you had to work late at the museum?" The memory of that night brought a smile to his face. Ross finally had an idea how he could make this night memorable. Rachel wouldn't be able to resist him. "I've got an idea." He leaped up from the couch like a man possessed. "See you later , Chandler." He ran out the door past his sister and Phoebe.
"Yeah, he and Rachel will get married, have kids and I will die alone." Chandler moaned as he took a sip from his latte. Phoebe and Monica down next to him. "Where is Ross going?" Monica asked casually.
"Something about an idea." Phoebe got a knowing grin on her face and added."I bet it has to do with him and Rachel." Monica said nonchalantly "Well they have been dating for a year."
Phoebe leaped up excitedly. " That's it ! Ross is going to propose to Rachel tonight. He was nervous and that is why he left in such a hurry. I'm good."
Rachel eyed the clock and it was now five. The papers just kept looking at her. She knew where she had to be and she knew that she should be on her way home and into the shower . JoAnne couldn't stop screaming at Sophie and wondering how she was going to get this all done. She poured herself a stiff drink and sighed. Rachel straightened up her skirt and marched into her boss's office confidently.
"I'm glad you're here, Rachel." Jo Anne said with her glasses perched on her nose. "We've got a lot of work to do tonight." Rachel cleared her throat nervously and said. "Jo Ann, I 'm sorry but I can't tonight. It's Ross and my anniversary and I haven't spend much time with him at all." Sophie got up and applauded. "Alright Rachel." JoAnne cut her down with her usual quip. "Shut up Sophie." Jo Anne took off her glasses and then she looked at Rachel. "Are you sure about this?"
"Ive never been more sure about anything. See you tomorrow." Rachel grabbed her purse and headed out the door. In her mind she picked out the perfect dress to wear. Getting on the subway, the only thing on her mind was the man she loved.
Ross looked up at the ceiling and then at the lilies that he had delivered…yes this was going to night to remember.
Hi everyone…yes its me. I realize I haven't written in almost three years and I hope people still want to read my stuff. I am realizing my dream and acting in Chicago . Heres to you sis