Wow, thanks for the comments! I'm glad you guys liked it. Someone said that they didn't like the story in script form so instead for this one I'm going to write it switching from Rachel's point of view to Ross's point of view. If you read both please tell me which form you like better so the third chapter will be that way! Any who hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Friends!  I do have friends (I'm not some friendless hermit who does nothing but write for fan fiction and watch re-runs of friends 24/7), just don't own the television show. But how cool would that be?!

The One with Phoebe's Big Surprise

Rachel's POV

Okay, so it's not like I wasn't expecting this. It's not like I didn't know what I was doing when I walked out. But for God's sake, Jill's in the hospital. What was I supposed to do? Let her potentially die while Ross and I have a quiet sit down discussion so he can tell me how bad of a girlfriend I was? I couldn't do that, not to my sister. But it still ate away at me inside.

I should have known. Why should this time be different? It's like the gods have it out for me. Fake happiness for me and Ross then pull it away just as quickly as it had come. We must be like the best sitcom up there. See how many times these two idiots can break each other's hearts before finally giving up. Was Ross giving up? Is that what he meant by "Either talk with me or end it"? Had I finally pushed him too hard?

Ross's POV

She's gone. I've lost her, again. For some reason its like were not meant to be. I love her. I was ready to show her that. I was ready to spend the rest of my life with her. But how could I just let that go. Every man has a right to be upset when his girlfriend kisses another guy.

Maybe we both said some things we didn't mean. But how could I not say what I felt? Rachel thinks that life is her carnival and she could be the kissing booth. But had I really mean it when I said "Either talk with me or end it"? Had I finally pushed her too hard?

Rachel's POV

I got to the hospital about 8 o'clock. Jill's clumsy, fell down a few stairs, and got a concussion. I told Ross that I had more important things on my mind but really as I watched Jill sleep, 5 stitches in her head, hooked up to a heart monitor, all I could think about was him; Ross's face, Ross's laugh, Ross's little quirks, like how he was already teaching Emma all the dinosaurs.

That's why I left at 8:30. I couldn't stay in that room one more minute thinking about Ross and how we might have been if I would have just gotten up. I went to the cafeteria first though. I couldn't get all the way home without a coffee. I was way too stressed.

That's where I saw Phoebe. Wait Phoebe? That's not right. Ross said Phoebe and Mike were going out to dinner. That was Phoebe though because Mike was standing right next to her. I ran over to the table they were sitting down at.

"Hey guys," I said a bit cautiously.

"Oh, hey Rach. Long time no see," Phoebe said.

"What ya doing here Pheeb?"

"Eating biscotti," She said motioning to her plate.

"Yes, I can see. Why are you eating biscotti at the hospital?"

"Why eat biscotti anywhere?" She took a bite of her biscotti.

"I don't know. I don't like biscotti."

"Well it just so happens they have delicious biscotti."

"Really and when did you discover their delicious biscotti?"

"Just now."

"AHA!" I yelled, "So that means that you didn't come to the hospital just for that biscotti and you have another reason entirely that you are not telling me!" I felt like a lawyer just cracking a huge murder case.

"Your right," Phoebe said and started tearing up, "Ursula's dead!"

"Phoebe!" Mike yelled, "You can't fake your sister's death to Rachel just because you don't want to tell her your pregnant…Oh, I wasn't supposed to say that."

"You're pregnant Phoebe?" I asked, astonished.

"Okay yes. I'm pregnant. I'm gonna have a baby. Mike why don't ya just scream it for everyone to hear! Did anyone miss that? Yes, I'm pregnant. Okay? I'm pregnant," Phoebe yelled.

Mike leaned over towards me. "She's kinda entering the hormonal stage right now," he whispered.

Phoebe sat back down. "Oh, I'm sorry Rachel. We wanted to tell you but we wanted to know the baby was healthy and everything. But really what's new with you? Any new rings or anything? Any changes with Ross?"

"Actually…" I started.

"Congratulations! Oh, you're gonna have a beautiful wedding. Yes I'll be your bridesmaid, though if it's within the next 7 months I might need a bigger dress size."

I was thoroughly and utterly confused. "What do you mean wedding? Phoebe, Ross and I broke up."

"Oh, so there's not a new ring on you left hand?"

"No, why would you think Ross was proposing?"

"Just cause he showed us the ring. Oh, I shouldn't have said that!"

Ross's POV

I went to pick up Emma at 8 o'clock. When I walked in Emma was asleep on Joey's lap.

"Hey Joe," I said as I walked in.

He jumped up. "Hey Ross." He was jumpy. He didn't know if she told me yet.

"I know, what happened," I said slowly.

"Look man, it didn't mean anything. It just kinda happened."

"I'm not mad. Actually I just came here to say I'm happy for you. And if you and Rach are happy together then I'm very happy for you guys. Rachel and I broke up so…if you want her, I give you full permission."

"Dude, I'm so sorry…" But I stopped him.

I took Emma home and put her to bed. Yeah, I'd said I was happy for Joey, but inside I was sobbing. How could I lose her again? But if he was what was going to make Rachel happy, who was I to stop them?