TOW where Rachel gets sick
By Lana
Another R/R story, right after Ross and Rachel broke up. They aren't mad anymore though. She is living with Ross because she and Monica had a big fight, but that is not an essential detail to the story. In fact, it is just an excuse to have her living with Ross at the time of this story. The other characters aren't in this chapter, but if I continue, they will show up in other chapters. This is my first fic, so review, but don't be too harsh. ( But criticism is welcomed. ~Lana
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. This story is for entertainment only.
Rachel walked up the stairs to her apartment, feeling like she was going to keel over any second. She fumbled for her keys and went inside. She threw her bag on a chair and practically fell on the couch. She awoke later and found Ross staring at her worriedly.
"Ross? What are you doing?" She asked groggily.
"I was worried about you. I came in and saw you on the couch. You were shivering violently, Rach. You are burning up!" Ross replied
"Ooooowwwww my head." Rachel tried to sit up, but that made her dizzy. "I feel like a ton of bricks."
"Do you need anything?" Ross asked, sitting beside her.
"Some soup? And some water?" Rachel replied, pitifully.
"Of course. I'll bring you some aspirin too." Ross stood and walked to the kitchen.
"Thanks"
Rachel lay back and tried to stay awake, but her eyelids were closing fast. She woke with a jolt and found herself in her own bed. 'Ross must have put me here' she thought. She then realized she was nauseous. She groaned. She got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom.
Ross woke up to a strange sound. He got out of bed and discovered Rachel on the floor of the bathroom.
"Rach? Are you ok?"
"Ross, I'm sitting here puking my guts out. Do I look OK?" She answered quickly before leaning over to vomit again.
"Oh Rach, let me help you," he knelt down and lifted her hair out of her face. Rachel threw up a few more times before she was done. She collapsed in Ross's arms and he carried her to her room.
"If you need anything, call me," Ross said.
"OK," Rachel replied, already half-asleep. Ross stood there for a moment, watching her sleep. A strange feeling came across him, but he wasn't quite sure what it was…
The next morning he heard Rachel calling his name.
"Hey Rachel. How are you feeling sweetie?" Ross said gently
"Nauseous. You wanna help me to the bathroom?"
"Of course, anything."
Rachel rinsed her mouth out and said "Thank you so much for last night Ross, you didn't need to do that for me."
"Of course I did Rach, I'm your friend." Ross pointed out. "I'll do anything for you while you're sick, or anytime. I promise." They gazed at each other for a moment before Ross stood up to leave.
"Thank you Ross, that's so nice of you." Rachel studied Ross. She hadn't remembered how cute he was. She just shook the feeling off though. She must be delirious. Ross cheated on her. How could she still have feelings for him?
The next couple days Ross was always at Rachel's side. After a week and Rachel still felt like throwing up, Ross decided to take her to the doctor.
"Hello Rachel, what seems to be the problem?" Doctor Berk asked.
"Well, last week I came down with the flu-fever, coughing, vomiting- and after a week all the other symptoms are gone, but I still feel like vomiting every day," Rachel explained.
"Hmmmm. Well, lets do a blood test. I doubt it's anything serious," The doctor reassured.
Ross squeezed Rachel's hand as she cringed when the needle poked her skin.
"Done," the doctor announced. "We'll call you when the results come in. Until then, whenever you feel nauseous I suggest you do something to take your mind off it. Like a warm bath, or watch a scary movie. If the symptoms get worse, please call me."
"Thank you Dr. Berk," Ross said. "Lets go Rach."
The next couple days were a blur. The nausea didn't get worse, but didn't get better. It was strange, though. The nausea usually went away by one- ish in the after noon. (AN: you can see where this is going)
"Ring Ring!" Rachel rushed over to pick up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Miss Green? This is Dr. Berk. I have the results of the blood test."
"Oh great. Is there anything wrong?" Rachel inquired.
"No. Everything looks fantastic. Except…"
"Except what?" Rachel was dying to know what had come up.
"You're pregnant."
"WHAT?" Rachel screeched, almost dropping the phone.
"Yes, about 6 weeks along. You had the flu, but now it's just morning sickness." The doctor said.
"Oh my god. I can't believe this. Thank you for calling me." Rachel said, stunned.
"No problem. Good bye."
Rachel hung up the phone, waited a second, and then screamed "ROSS!!"
"What, what? Are you ok? What's wrong?"
"I'm pregnant."
"You're what? How could that be? We were careful."
"Well, sometimes it doesn't work Ross. What the hell are we gonna do? I can't raise a baby!" Rachel yelled angrily.
"I'll be there, Rach. We can do this together." Ross said quietly.
"Ross, I can't trust you! You cheated on me. It doesn't matter how much I still love you, I can't trust you!" Rachel was speaking so fast she didn't even realize what she had said.
"Wait a minute. You still love me?" Ross stuttered
"What, nooo," Rachel laughed uncomfortably. "Well, maybe…yes. I'm still in love with you OK? Are you happy?
Ross stared at her a moment, before moving toward her and kissing her passionately. Rachel made a sound of surprise before closing her eyes. But then she pushed him away. "Ross, no. We can't do this!" She exclaimed.
"Rach, I love you more than anything in this world. You know that. And now, we're going to have a baby. Together. Please, can't we work this out?"
"If you love me so much you shouldn't have slept with someone else." And with that she walked out the door.
To be continued….only if you want me too. Please review!
By Lana
Another R/R story, right after Ross and Rachel broke up. They aren't mad anymore though. She is living with Ross because she and Monica had a big fight, but that is not an essential detail to the story. In fact, it is just an excuse to have her living with Ross at the time of this story. The other characters aren't in this chapter, but if I continue, they will show up in other chapters. This is my first fic, so review, but don't be too harsh. ( But criticism is welcomed. ~Lana
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. This story is for entertainment only.
Rachel walked up the stairs to her apartment, feeling like she was going to keel over any second. She fumbled for her keys and went inside. She threw her bag on a chair and practically fell on the couch. She awoke later and found Ross staring at her worriedly.
"Ross? What are you doing?" She asked groggily.
"I was worried about you. I came in and saw you on the couch. You were shivering violently, Rach. You are burning up!" Ross replied
"Ooooowwwww my head." Rachel tried to sit up, but that made her dizzy. "I feel like a ton of bricks."
"Do you need anything?" Ross asked, sitting beside her.
"Some soup? And some water?" Rachel replied, pitifully.
"Of course. I'll bring you some aspirin too." Ross stood and walked to the kitchen.
"Thanks"
Rachel lay back and tried to stay awake, but her eyelids were closing fast. She woke with a jolt and found herself in her own bed. 'Ross must have put me here' she thought. She then realized she was nauseous. She groaned. She got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom.
Ross woke up to a strange sound. He got out of bed and discovered Rachel on the floor of the bathroom.
"Rach? Are you ok?"
"Ross, I'm sitting here puking my guts out. Do I look OK?" She answered quickly before leaning over to vomit again.
"Oh Rach, let me help you," he knelt down and lifted her hair out of her face. Rachel threw up a few more times before she was done. She collapsed in Ross's arms and he carried her to her room.
"If you need anything, call me," Ross said.
"OK," Rachel replied, already half-asleep. Ross stood there for a moment, watching her sleep. A strange feeling came across him, but he wasn't quite sure what it was…
The next morning he heard Rachel calling his name.
"Hey Rachel. How are you feeling sweetie?" Ross said gently
"Nauseous. You wanna help me to the bathroom?"
"Of course, anything."
Rachel rinsed her mouth out and said "Thank you so much for last night Ross, you didn't need to do that for me."
"Of course I did Rach, I'm your friend." Ross pointed out. "I'll do anything for you while you're sick, or anytime. I promise." They gazed at each other for a moment before Ross stood up to leave.
"Thank you Ross, that's so nice of you." Rachel studied Ross. She hadn't remembered how cute he was. She just shook the feeling off though. She must be delirious. Ross cheated on her. How could she still have feelings for him?
The next couple days Ross was always at Rachel's side. After a week and Rachel still felt like throwing up, Ross decided to take her to the doctor.
"Hello Rachel, what seems to be the problem?" Doctor Berk asked.
"Well, last week I came down with the flu-fever, coughing, vomiting- and after a week all the other symptoms are gone, but I still feel like vomiting every day," Rachel explained.
"Hmmmm. Well, lets do a blood test. I doubt it's anything serious," The doctor reassured.
Ross squeezed Rachel's hand as she cringed when the needle poked her skin.
"Done," the doctor announced. "We'll call you when the results come in. Until then, whenever you feel nauseous I suggest you do something to take your mind off it. Like a warm bath, or watch a scary movie. If the symptoms get worse, please call me."
"Thank you Dr. Berk," Ross said. "Lets go Rach."
The next couple days were a blur. The nausea didn't get worse, but didn't get better. It was strange, though. The nausea usually went away by one- ish in the after noon. (AN: you can see where this is going)
"Ring Ring!" Rachel rushed over to pick up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Miss Green? This is Dr. Berk. I have the results of the blood test."
"Oh great. Is there anything wrong?" Rachel inquired.
"No. Everything looks fantastic. Except…"
"Except what?" Rachel was dying to know what had come up.
"You're pregnant."
"WHAT?" Rachel screeched, almost dropping the phone.
"Yes, about 6 weeks along. You had the flu, but now it's just morning sickness." The doctor said.
"Oh my god. I can't believe this. Thank you for calling me." Rachel said, stunned.
"No problem. Good bye."
Rachel hung up the phone, waited a second, and then screamed "ROSS!!"
"What, what? Are you ok? What's wrong?"
"I'm pregnant."
"You're what? How could that be? We were careful."
"Well, sometimes it doesn't work Ross. What the hell are we gonna do? I can't raise a baby!" Rachel yelled angrily.
"I'll be there, Rach. We can do this together." Ross said quietly.
"Ross, I can't trust you! You cheated on me. It doesn't matter how much I still love you, I can't trust you!" Rachel was speaking so fast she didn't even realize what she had said.
"Wait a minute. You still love me?" Ross stuttered
"What, nooo," Rachel laughed uncomfortably. "Well, maybe…yes. I'm still in love with you OK? Are you happy?
Ross stared at her a moment, before moving toward her and kissing her passionately. Rachel made a sound of surprise before closing her eyes. But then she pushed him away. "Ross, no. We can't do this!" She exclaimed.
"Rach, I love you more than anything in this world. You know that. And now, we're going to have a baby. Together. Please, can't we work this out?"
"If you love me so much you shouldn't have slept with someone else." And with that she walked out the door.
To be continued….only if you want me too. Please review!