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Dislclaimer: I do NOT own FRIENDS, just the idea of this story and the computer I'm typing it on.

So this chapter doesn't have any of Emma in it. Sorry. It's pretty much just a filler. But it does have Ross & Rachel. And who doesn't love that?

Enjoy!

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Walking through the double wooden doors, Ross smiled. He didn't get to come here as often, so whenever he did, he couldn't help but smile. The smile was still glued on his face at he sat down at the big orange couch and a familiar face soon was next to him, also smiling. "Hey Gunther." Ross knew Gunther's hatred for him had finally disapeared. Well, most of it. He still had his bad days. But, a little birdy had told him Gunther was getting married. Of course the little birdy had been Pheobe, who had actually told Rachel, and then she told Ross, but still, Ross hadn't even known Gunther had been serious with anyone.

Before Ross could ask, Gunther spoke, "The usual?" After knowing and serving them for over a decade, Gunther knew basically all of their orders by heart.

Ross nodded and added, "Oh and the usual for Rachel too." Ross noticed Gunther's smile dropped a bit as he walked back to the counter to get their orders. Shrugging, he took a look around the place. It was amazing that not much about this place ever changed. Ross liked that. It still felt like home.

Gunther had returned with two cups and sat them down on the coffee table just as Rachel walked in. Gunther gave her a quick smile and quickly turned around before she could even say hi. Ross had to laugh at how shy the man still was around Rachel.

Rachel took a seat next to Ross and wrapped her arms around him. "Hey you," She whispered, laying her head on his chest.

Ross's heart skipped a beat. It was still unbelievable how after so long, those two words still had such an effect on each other. "Hey you." He said right back. One hand slid up and down her back while the other found one of her's. He linked their fingers together and brought her hand up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss there. "How was work?"

He felt Rachel sigh. "Fine. Just..long." She sighed again. "All I could think about was Emma." Ross just continued to rub her back and cuddle with her, listening. "I wondered what she was doing, if she misses me as much as I miss her. I even called a few times."

"Rach.." He turned to stare at her. "How many times did you call?" She just shrugged and said 'a few'. "Rach.."

"Fine!" She pulled away from him and sat up. Her fingers fiddled with the hem of her shirt. " I may have called more times.." She glanced away as he still stared at her and mumbled a bit.

"What? I couldn't quite hear that."

"Seven, ok?! I called seven times!" She fell back against the couch and covered her face with her hands.

"Seven times? Rachel!" Ross started to laugh.

"It's not funny Ross!" Rachel dropped her hands and glared at him. He continued to laugh. Rachel fought a smile and playfully slapped her husband on the leg. "Ross, quit!" She squealed as Ross wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his lap.

"I"ll teach you to hit me, woman!" His hands found her sides and began tickling. Her giggles filled the air as she squirmed and tryed to get out of his grasp. He just tickled her more and soon they were both laying on the couch, laughing. Ross knew people were staring, but he didn't care. He knew Rachel needed to laugh and smile.

"Ross!" Rachel couldn't stop giggling and nearly rolled off the couch. Ross's arm caught her and pulled her closer to him, her face inches from his. His hands finally came to a rest and her giggles died down, but the smile was still plastered on her face.

"Now," Ross started, "Are you going to abuse your husband anymore?" Rachel shook her head and kissed him. She groaned a bit as Ross shifted them so they were sitting up, but her head soon found his shoulder and she smiled again. This was another thing she loved about him. He always knew how to make her feel better.

"Hey," Ross said, getting her attention, "It's 2:30."

Rachel sat up and looked at the love of her life. He smiled and nodded. She squealed again as she jumped up and grabbed her purse. She anxiously waited for Ross to stand, then grabbed his hand. "Let's go get our daughter!"