So I've always wanted to do this story. My apologies for any confusion. I had this out as a crossover a month ago, and out had no hits, so I posted it as Friends.
Christy
Christy was watching the boy and girl interact with their mother. She did this every year. She snuck back into New York and found them. She just wanted to see. They looked so happy and carefree. She knew she had picked the right family. The sun beamed down on her car, making her sweat. She never stayed long, and she never, ever let anyone see her, but today she just wanted a closer look. She got out and crept across the street. She stayed far behind them for a while. She doubted the mother would even recognize her now. Who would? Gone was the idiotic simpleton of a teenage girl who handed over her twin babies just like that. That was replaced with a recovering alcoholic with two growing kids and one hell of an annoying mother. The kids were laughing ahead about something. Christy craned her ears to hear more. They were 18 years old. Her own daughter was 17 and knocked up. Just like she had been. Violet did not know she had other siblings. That was a secret. A BIG secret. Her own mother didn't even know. Yes, Christy had made very sure of that. She looked at the twins. They were so happy. She really had made the right choice. She turned to go. She had gotten her fill. Then, the unspeakable happened.
"Erica?"
Christy jumped. She spun around, seeing Joey standing there looking at her curiously.
"Erica!" he cried joyfully. "Hi!"
"I'm sorry," Christy said quickly. "You've mistaken me for someone else." Then she ran.
Monica
"Jack, Erica!" Monica called. "Come on! It's time to meet everyone."
"Coming!" they cried. She smiled to herself. They were at least being decent to one another today. Some days they acted like they wanted to kill each other. They entered Central Perk and into the air conditioning. It was unusually hot today.
"Uncle Ross!" Jack called, rushing over to him. The boy had gotten into dinosaurs much to Monica's dismay and Ross's gloating delight. She think he swayed Jack on purpose.
"You look nice today," Rachel said, smiling at her.
"Thanks! So do you," Monica smiled back. Emma was sitting beside her on her phone, frowning into it.
"Emma, put that away," Rachel commanded. "There are people here."
"There are people here," Emma emphasized, gesturing at her phone. At almost 20, Rachel was feeling like she was losing her daughter. She looked gratefully at Grace, their 15 year old daughter. She hadn't yet dived into the world of friends and boys. It was nice. Grace looked up and smiled at her.
"Hey!" Joey said, coming in and sitting down beside Monica. "You'll never guess who I saw today."
"Who?"
"Hey everyone!" Phoebe's voice interrupted. She and Mike came with their son, Paul. He was also 15, and he liked Grace. Rachel knew this. It was very cute. As if on cue, Paul sat next to Grace, and they both started talking animatedly.
"Sorry I'm late," Chandler said, bustling in. He gave Monica a quick kiss. "Work was insane. Insane I tell you."
"We're all here now," Monica smiled. It was their weekly visit. They all did their best to meet up at least once a week, but sometimes life got in the way. Today was one of the fortunate ones.
"So anyway," Joey continued after everyone was settled. "I saw Erica!"
"Erica!" Monica and Chandler both practically shouted. Jack and Erica looked at them curiously. They knew they were adopted (Chandler let it slip of course), and they knew their birth mom's name. They had been disappointed when Monica had tried and failed to locate Erica so they could meet her.
"Yea!" Joey said excitedly. "But she denied it was her and ran away."
"Joey!" Monica said. "Are you sure it was her? She wouldn't have done that."
"I'm telling you! It was her!" Joey argued. "She looked almost scared."
"Well that's weird," Rachel said. She had liked Erica.
"I know, right?" Joey agreed.
"Maybe she was undercover or something," Phoebe suggested. Mike loved that his wife had such outlandish ideas about people. It kept life interesting.
"I doubt that," Monica said, shaking her head. "Well, if it was her, I wonder if she's okay."
"I'm sure she's fine," Chandler said. "Maybe she doesn't want to be burdened with teenagers now that their cuteness and cuddliness has disappeared."
"Dad!" Erica said, indignant.
"You're still cute," Chandler said quickly.
"Nice save," Ross laughed. Before too long, Erica was gone from their minds as they all busily chatted about their lives. Everyone's mind but Joey's that is. He couldn't get the fear in her eyes out of his mind.
Christy
"Too close. Waaay too close," Christy muttered to herself. She drove to the airport kicking herself for following them. And Joey? Of all of them it had to be him. She had always thought he was cute. She shoved all thoughts of those wonderful friends out of her mind. This was her life now. Erica's life was a long time ago. She had needed a fake identity to get away from Butch and dispose of his babies, but it was all for naught because once again he got her pregnant when she had returned, and everything had fallen apart. This was why she moved far away. She needed to get on with her life. Christy's life. She wondered if her mother ever knew the truth. Probably not because then her mother was too busy drinking herself off her rocker to care where her daughter even was half the time.
Don't go there again, her mind ordered bossily. Christy shook her head. She had forgiven her mother. She only hoped Violet would forgive her too. She really was trying. By the time she returned home, she was exhausted. She slipped inside without waking anyone up. The twins were beautiful. She fell asleep dreaming about them being hers. It was an unconscious desire within her to have kept them after all. The only problem was they were the secret she'd never revealed and couldn't ever in the future. The dreams became a nightmare as they were ripped from her and she was left searching for them forever. When the morning came, Christy was still exhausted. Thank goodness this only happened once a year.
Bonnie
She had heard Christy come in late. She had known her daughter had flown somewhere. She had seen the ticket. New York was it? What on Earth was there that she had to keep secret? It intrigued her. She decided not to confront her at two a.m. as it wouldn't have gotten her anywhere. She'd bring it up another time. Bonnie worried about her daughter. It seemed she was on edge lately and extra nervous for no reason. Had she fallen off her wagon again? She made a mental note to ask her in the morning. All she knew was that if Christy fell off again, Violet would be gone forever.
I know some of the details may not be exactly right, but I just had to write this. It just seemed too good to not to. Hope it's received well! Will update once someone reviews it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Mom or Friends!
