Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, unfortuately. This story is set 3 years after "The Last One" and features all of the primary cast. This is my first ever fanfic and I would really appreciate any reviews/thoughts/advice that you may have. Hope you enjoy! More to follow soon :)
Pushing through the doors of the gangs' favourite coffee house, Rachel Green was a minefield of emotions. She was just four weeks away from marrying Ross Gellar, the love of her life, and she still had so much left to do. Phoebe and Monica were sitting on the worn out orange, which had been in the coffee house for as long as Rachel could remember, chatting and drinking coffee. Rachel was overcome with nostalgia at the familiar scene. Sinking into the large comfy armchair, Rachel let out a long and heartfelt sigh.
"Hey Rach, what's up?" Phoebe asked, concerned for her friend. After all, it was four weeks till the wedding; she should be happy and excited.
Rachel just shook her head as an answer to the question, yet she looked to be at the verge of breaking point and on the brink of tears.
"What's wrong sweetie?" Monica asked her best fried and soon to be sister-in-law.
"Everything is such a disaster. There is still so much left to organise, so much left to decide. I'm not sure how I can get it all done in time," she exclaimed.
"Wow. Well what the hell have you been planning for the last thirteen months?" Phoebe asked, half jokingly.
Rachel shot her a look that quickly told her that she wasn't helping.
Monica reached out and took Rachel's hand to comfort her. "Don't worry sweetie. We'll help you get everything sorted out. That's what we are here for.
Rachel smiled meekly in response, adding a "thanks guys."
The Trio then grabbed a cup of coffee to go each and headed out into the warm spring air.
Later that afternoon
"Hey Rach, how are things between Ross and Ben now? You know, since you caught him trying to hurt Emma?" Phoebe asked her friend.
"Tense." She replied. Ross still can't believe that his son would do such a thing to his own baby sister. I mean we both understand sibling rivalry, but trying to smother her in her crib?" Rachel tried to shake off the memory of catching her future step son trying to kill his baby sister.
Phoebe nodded empathetically, imagining that it would be difficult to understand why your son would try to kill your daughter.
"Ben is pissed at Ross and Carol and Susan for sending him to military school, but it was either that or Juvenile Detention. What else could they do? Ben still says he was jealous of the fact that Emma's birth parents are back together and she was going to have a 'normal' family. I still don't buy that but to be honest I can't think of any other explanation," Rachel continued.
"Is Ben coming to the wedding?" Monica asked.
"I don't think so. Ross is still in two minds about whether to invite him, but if it was up to me I don't think I'd want him there. Emma has never done anything to hurt Ben, I mean she is only three. It broke my heart when the decision was made to send him away," Rachel mused. She looked upset again, thinking back to the scene that almost destroyed her family. Phoebe saw this and decided to cheer up her friend.
"Rachel, I think I've just found your wedding dress."
Rachel turned to see what eccentric dress Phoebe had found this time, but when she laid eyes on it she was rendered speechless.