AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know that first chapter was all in the actual episode minus the part with Emily so there wasn't much to see from my creative side. But I had to start it simply because it would leave my head if I didn't. Here is were the actual new events start. I hope everyone enjoys.

This story will most likely include Monica and Chandlers relationship as well. I am kinda going to switch it up though. Meaning the whole, "them keeping their relationship a secret" thing might not happen. More than likely I will actually make that be a Ross/Rachel thing. But I will still have Mondler moments in this story as well.

Please review! It would help tremendously. Thank you in advance.

Rachel and Ross, now on the plane, waited in silence while the plane took off. Rachel thinking a lot though, couldn't help but look at the man she just agreed to go to Greece with. She wasn't completely sure if she should be happy about this or that she feels like the biggest idiot on the planet. Here she was, going on Ross's Honeymoon that was meant for Ross and his wife. His wife. Ross was now married. What was she thinking? As she looked out the window while the plane ascended, she couldn't help what Ross was thinking. I mean, did he actually want her to tag along or was it just because she was there and Emily wasn't? Her mind going a hundred miles a minute and couldn't make it stop. The past year for Rachel couldn't have been the most depressing of her life. She started the year happy. Happy and with Ross but then they got into an argument over the letter that she wrote to him about maybe restarting their relationship and that was it. Then she introduced Ross to Emily and they got together. Ross got engaged after only six weeks of knowing each other but both seemed happy. Then you have Phoebe who although weren't having children of her own, was carrying three tiny people inside her for her brother. Joey is always his happy go lucky self. Then Chandler is his normal goofy self but happy at his job and everything. Then there's Monica who got a killer job and couldn't be happier. What does Rachel have? Nothing. She still works a Bloomingdales with no foreseeable future promotion. She hasn't really been with anyone seriously since Ross and she still lives with Monica barely able to pay rent. She looked back over at Ross who seemed to be thinking just as hard as she was and looking at the band that was around his left ring finger. She knew marriage for him meant everything. Hell, when they were together, he had a planned kids, moving the suburbs and marriage in the first six weeks. She couldn't help but smile at that memory. Sure, that scared her at the time but that was the day they first told each other they loved one another. Then her smile faded. She couldn't be having these feelings for him again. She just couldn't. He's a married man and he hurt her. Hell, he hurt Emily.

"You okay?" Rachel asked filling the silence that had been lingering between them the entire flight so far. Ross just nodded. Ross couldn't believe he would have to face the idea of a second failed marriage. I mean he can rightfully say this one was clearly his fault. How could he have been so stupid. Rachel, he said Rachel instead of Emily. Even if Emily had wanted to fix this. Fix his mistake, there is no way she would let him live it down.

Instead of pushing him to talk, Rachel left Ross alone the entire flight over. It couldn't have been the weirdest and most awkward trips either one has gone on. Or so they think.

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"Rachel, do you need me to help you?" Ross asked as he tried not to laugh at Rachel trying to carry all of her bags and some of his through the hotel doors.

"Nah, I got it. It is your honeymoon." Rachel breathed out as she wobbled over to where Ross was standing. Ross smiled and shook his head as he turned his attention to the receptionist at the counter. "Reservation for Geller?" Ross told the person behind the counter. Ross and a heavy breathing Rachel watched as the receptionist typed away looking for the room. "Ahh, yes. The honeymoon suite." The receptionist said in a think Greek-English accent, turned around and grabbed a key.

"Uh Ross, not to make this day even more depressing. But 'honeymoon suite'?" Rachel said. Ross nodded remembering that he wasn't here with Emily. "Look, long story, but can I exchange that for conjoining rooms?" Ross asked solemnly. The receptionist gave Ross and Rachel an odd look but went to look for what was requested. "Ah, yes sir. We have one left. Are you sure?"

Ross just simply nodded and waited until he was handed the key for the rooms.

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Now in their rooms and unpacked, Ross had gone on the balcony to just think and stare at the view. Lost in his thoughts, he didn't hear Rachel walk up behind him.

"Ross?" Ross jumped at the sound of her voice. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. You should be probably call Monica. She's probably worried that you haven't called yet." Rachel informed him.

"Oh right. You didn't call?" Ross asked shocked that she wasn't the one to tell Monica about this.

"Oh no. In fact, I wanted to talk to you about that." Rachel said as she sat on his couch and padded the seat next to her. He obliged and sat down next to her. "Maybe we shouldn't tell our friends I am here. I can call from a different phone later and just say that I decided to spend the next couple of days in England or something. I don't want her or anyone else to get the wrong idea about this." Rachel explained placing her hand gently on his knee cap.

"Why would they get the wrong idea? I mean, we are friends right?" Ross asked confused by her request to keep it quiet.

"Of course we are but Moni…never mind. Point is, I don't want there to be room for assumptions. Especially since you are technically married and this is your honeymoon." Rachel didn't have the heart to tell him why at least Monica would get the wrong idea.

Ross gave her a questioning look but agreed. He got up and went to the hotel room to call his sister. He dialed her number and Monica immediately answered, "Hello?"

"Hey Mon. It's Ross." Ross told him.

"Hey. You made it to Athens I assume." Monica asked.

"Yeah, I paid for this trip so thought I would enjoy it." While Ross spoke to Monica, he watched as Rachel walked back to her room. How although her hair is a tad bit longer and lighter then when they were last together, she was still incredibly beautiful. Probably more beautiful than before. I mean, what friend who he previously dated would agree to go on his honeymoon that was meant for another woman, with him to just comfort and be there for him. He knew Rachel had a big heart, but along the way between when they broke up and when he met Emily, he forgot.

"Ross?" Monica's voice snapped him back to the conversation he was suppose to be having with Monica.

"What? Sorry, I zoned out." Ross admitted.

"Well thanks." Monica teased. "I said, have you by chance heard from Rachel? She didn't come home with us so I'm slightly worried about her."

Ross smiled as he thought about his sweet but protective sister. "I think she said something about staying in London a little while longer. I think she wanted to enjoy the place since she was there like half a day. Plus, I think I heard something about shopping?" Ross explained, obviously lying. Rachel had come back into his room and smiled shyly.

Monica huffed and said, "We need to send her to shoppers anonymous or something."

Ross laughed lightly, "Oh yeah because that would work." He said sarcastically, giving Rachel a wink knowing she didn't have any idea what the Geller siblings were talking about. Rachel looked confused but Ross shook his head, indicating for her not to worry about it. "Monica, I'm sure she will call when she gets settled. I got to go. Love you Mon."

"Love you too Ross. Before you go, I wanted to ask. Are you okay?" She asked sympathetically.

"Ill be okay I think." He said honestly. "Greece has some kind people here so I'm in good hands." He said as he looked at Rachel who was messing with the magazines on the coffee table. "Bye Monica"

"Bye Ross" Both hung up the phone. Rachel looked up and saw the faintest of smiles on his face. The first he has shown in at least twenty-four hours.

"So Ross, what should we do?" Rachel said through a yawn. Ross responded with a yawn of his own indicating the jet lag they both were feeling.

"Well since we have three days, figured tonight we could just stay in and watch something. Maybe order room service. I am too tired to do anything right now." Ross said sitting down next to her on his couch.

"Sounds like a plan to me." Rachel said as she stretched out on the couch, placing her feet on the coffee table. "Do you know how good this feels to not have someone yell at you because my feet are on the table?" Rachel joked. Ross laughed. It felt good to laugh again, he thought. He stated down and mimicked Rachel's position and turned on the TV. He turned on the tv and flipped through the channels to see if there was anything remotely familiar on. When he came across a show he secretly loved, Beverly Hills, 90210, he stopped. He could feel eyes on him so he looked over at Rachel who was giving him a very questionable look. "What?" he asked slightly laughing.

"Beverly Hills, 90210?" Rachel questioned, "I mean, I knew you were weird about some of the shows you watched but this?"

"Hey, I think it. Its no different than Days of our Lives." He argued laughing.

Rachel threw her hands up to surrender. "Alright Geller, but you do know I will tease the hell out of you about this." She warned.

Ross laughed and just nodded. They both got comfortable and started to watch the weird show that was on their screen in silence.

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At some point, Ross had passed out while watching the show. The jet lag really can be a pain sometimes, Ross thought. He went to get up to get a glass of water but stopped when he felt the weight of someone on his lap. He looked down and saw that Rachel too had fallen asleep and at some point laid her head on his lap. He smiled as he watched her sleep soundly. He gently swiped the hair that had fallen in her face away and behind her ear. She was so peaceful when she slept. He thought about her constantly. Something he would never admit. Something that made it the very reason he jumped so soon to get engaged to Emily. He figured that if he married Emily, his thoughts about Rachel would go away. Hell, when she originally denied coming to the ceremony, he was hurt but also relieved slightly. Only because if he saw her face while marrying someone else, well it might turn out the very way it did. When she had shown up to see him get married, he had gotten nervous. The way she looked when he saw her right before was stunning. And there was something he knew was wrong just how she presented herself. He knew he would have to ask what she was really there for. He gently picked her up in his arms and slowly walked her to her room and put her to bed. He covered her up and kissed her forehead. The small smile that crossed his face as he left her room. He may have wanted to come on this trip with Emily to try and fix things but something was telling him that the company he had would be better.

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The next couple of days was probably the best time either Ross or Rachel have had in a long time. The laughter, the jokes, the fun. They explored ancient ruins, they toured most of Athens and had some of the most amazing food. Ross even let Rachel shop some considering that he knew she loved the shop and they both thought that if she didn't come back with something, Monica might get suspicious.

Laughing, Ross looked at Rachel who was trying to read some of the things on the menu at the restaurant they were currently at. She looked so amazing. She was wearing one of her new dresses that she had bought the day before. A red silk dress that hugged her form in all the right places. He couldn't help but gawk at her. She was extremely beautiful. She could have worn a trash bag and still be the most beautiful woman there.

Something was still bugging him so he thought he would see if she would talk to him about it. "So Rach, can I ask you something?"

"Mmhm" Rachel answered squinting at the menu one more time before giving up and looking up at Ross.

"Now, please don't assume I didn't want you there because I did. But I have to know, what changed your mind about coming to my wedding?" Ross asked. He noticed her look back down at her menu. Rachel wasn't prepared to tell him the truth just yet. They were having fun and she didn't want to ruin that. She couldn't make him feel bad or even worse, be told that he doesn't feel the same way. "Honestly, I came to my senses. I couldn't not watch my best friend get married." She told him, still not looking at him and studying the menu. Ross could tell there was more. That she wasn't being completely up front about why she was there.

"You sure that was all?" Ross asked.

"Positive." She said finally looking at him again. They sat there looking at each other for a bit. Everything seemed to disappear around them. The other restaurant goers, the music that was softly playing, everything. It was just the two of them. Ross grabbed her hand and held it in his. "Rachel, you know you can tell me if there was more."

Rachel just nodded and looked up as the waiter appeared next to the table. Having them come back to reality. Rachel just pointed at what she wanted, not wanting to upset or offend the waiter if she pronounced any thing wrong. Ross ordered what he wanted and the waiter walked off. Rachel brought the glass of wine up in the air that had been on the table all night and looked at Ross. "To our last night. Tomorrow, we have to get back to reality."

"To our last night." Ross raised his own glass and clinked it to hers. Both took a sip. Ross raised an eyebrow at Rachel who had downed her entire glass. Something was obviously on her mind but he didn't want to pressure her anymore than he already had. "Thank you Rachel."

"For?" Rachel asked confused.

"For coming with me…on my honeymoon. You didn't really have to." Ross told her.

"It's no big deal Ross. Plus, I got a free trip out of your mistake so I win." Rachel smiled and making Ross laugh. He missed that smile. He hadn't seen a genuine smile from her like he had the last couple of days. He was happy to see it back and to see Rachel happy. That's all he wanted. Her to be happy. Rachel made him forget about everything on this trip. Made him forget about the mistake he made. Forget that he was actually suppose to be on this trip with his now Wife. She made him happy. Even through their tough times, they were always there for each other. He smiled thinking about the last couple of days that he has had with her. The memories they had created. The laughter they shared. He couldn't have asked for a better trip. He wasn't even sure it would have been this amazing had it been Emily sitting across from him right now.

Their food came and enjoyed their meal and each others company. Rachel had several glasses of wine before they had to head back up their rooms. Rachel, a bit tipsy, was held up by Ross to be on the safe side.

"I can walk ya know?" Rachel said as she clung on the Ross while they walked down the hallway to their door.

"Really? Because I think you tore my suit Rach." Ross said jokingly.

Rachel stopped immediately, "Oh my god, I did?" she asked as she searched for the hole on his suit.

"No. I was joking." Ross laughed as they started walking again.

Rachel slapped him lightly on the chest playfully, "Jerk," Ross laughed as he tried to open the door with his one hand. When he finally got them inside, he watched as she so graciously stumbled over to the couch. Ross got a couple of aspirin from the bathroom that she had put in there at some point, got her a glass of water and handed her both. "Take this. You won't have as bad of a headache in the morning." Ross said as she took both from him and did what he asked. He sat down next to her and started to play with her hair in a friendly manner.

"I had fun Ross." Rachel admitted as she laid her head on his should. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of head, smiling at the smell of coconut from the shampoo she used on her hair. "Me too Rachel. Couldn't have been a better trip." Rachel lifted her head up and looked at him in his eyes, "Even if Emily had been here?" She asked, scared of the answer.

"Not sure honestly." Ross told her. "Probably not." Rachel smiled as she looked down and played with his blue tie. "Again, thank you Rachel. Thank you for being here for me."

"It's not big deal." Rachel shrugged. She didn't know if it was the wine that made her do it or what but she lifted her head again and leaned in and softly pressed her lips against Ross's. When Ross didn't pull away, she pressed her lips harder against his. Ross couldn't help but smile internally. Rachel wrapped her arms around Ross's neck and deepened the kiss. They continued to kiss each other until Rachel realized what she was doing. She gently pushed him off and jumped up, pacing around the room.

"Shit. Why? Why did we do that?" Rachel panicked.

Ross shook his head and his own panic washed over him. "No idea."

"I'm a homewrecker. I can't do that. I can't be that. Ross, you're married. God, I am an idiot." Rachel continued.

"Rach, calm down." He got up and stopped her movements. "It was just a kiss. Besides, pretty sure I wrecked my own marriage." He joked, trying to lighten the mood. Rachel smiled but her heart still sank.

"I'm sorry." Rachel whispered. Ross brought her in for a hug and she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Don't be. I was just as much apart of that as you were." He kissed the top of her head and pulled her out to look at him. "Stop freaking out. Now get some sleep, we have a long flight ahead of us."

"Right." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. She walked to her bedroom door and she remembered, "Uh Ross, Is Monica picking you up from the airport tomorrow?"

"No. I thought ahead and called her as you were getting ready earlier. Told her that I needed to take care of something so I will just see her later on. That I would just take a cab home."

"Whew good. She's picking me up but told her to wait at the pick up area." Rachel put her hand to her heart to slow it down. That was enough panicking for one night. "Night Ross."

"Night Rach." Ross said back as he watched her shut her door to her bedroom. He couldn't help but smile. He touched his lips as he felt them tingle. He missed her lips, her kiss…he missed her. Maybe there was a reason he said 'Rachel' instead of Emily. Maybe it was his heart telling him who he was really suppose to be with. He stood there looking at her door not realizing that she too was also thinking about them. Oh they both were in trouble but it was trouble both would soon realize would be a good thing.