A/N: Note the Greek names I've used are based on Greek mythology and are completely fictional/untrue – no significant information or connection based on ancient Greek stories of any sort.

Chapter 2

It was a beautiful and incredibly sunny day. The sun was out to play, the roads were roaring with cars, the streets were filled with people and sadly Rachel was stuck in her office. However, she was being incredibly productive despite how much she wanted to be outside and enjoying the beautiful weather. She had read a few pages, 18 pages to be exact, of the script and was already drawing some costume designs. It was only a draft but Rachel was actually having trouble how to go about it.

The summary of this film is a love story where Damon, son of King Hector falls in love with an ordinary but beautiful courtesan, Penelope. He was mesmerized by her beauty and fell in love as soon as he saw her. Now being the son of a king, he did not approve this and could not digest the fact that his son was in love with an ordinary courtesan. Hector devised all sorts of tactics to end the smitten prince and Penelope's relationship. However, Damon who came to know of this, declared a war against his own father. He got defeated due to the mighty King's gigantic army and was sentenced to death which then leads to a very tragic ending and twist.

Rachel tapped each of the letter on her keyboard carefully, which appeared on her screen in the search bar of the Google website.

"Ancient Greek clothing" she uttered and pressed enter.

She clicked on the images tab and her eyes wandered from each photo to gather inspiration for her design. Suddenly, there was a knock.

"Come in" she called out.

"Hey hey" Mark said as he popped his head inside.

"Hey you" she smiled while still having her eyes locked at the screen.

"I see you are really busy" Mark declared.

"Hmmm" Rachel managed to say.

"So how's the draft?" Mark asked politely as he made himself comfortable on the couch.

"Gathering inspiration, you?" asked Rachel who still had her eyes fixed at the screen and was still scrolling down the webpage.

"Same. Need a break to relief some stress. Do you need any help?" Mark asked politely.

"Give me like couple of minutes" Rachel hurriedly replied.

She walked straight over to the drawing table and grabbed the pencil. She quickly began drawing onto the figure template. Mark stood up and walked over behind Rachel quietly and peaked over her shoulder. He had always been impressed how talented she was. She never really gives herself credit for it, Mark said to himself.

Rachel sketched a white chiton, knee-length and an exomis around the right shoulder of the figure.

"I like that. This could be for a couple of scenes actually. In fact, his casual wear for the times he's out of the palace" Mark declared as he took a closer look.

"Yeah, I was thinking a brown or red exomis – preferably red for royal. I also got another idea for a few his battle scene and royal duty stuff" she replied happily.

"Nice work, they're going to love it!" Mark remarked excitedly.

Rachel grinned and was about to do another sketch until her phone rang.

"Can you get that for me please Mark?" asked Rachel.

Mark walked over to her desk and picked up the ringing phone.

"Hello, Rachel Green's office" he said.

Rachel kept herself busy as Mark answered the phone for her.

"Yes, she's here. And may I ask who is calling?" he asked politely.

"Ross Geller?" Mark declared.

Rachel dropped her pencil and shot up gazed at Mark who was mouthing, Ross Geller with a 'who is this?' face expression. Rachel gestured to him to give her the phone.

"One moment please" Mark blurted to Ross over the phone.

Rachel grabbed the phone out of Mark's hand and mentally prepared herself for the conversation.

"Hi Ross" she said trying to sound pleased.

"Hey, I never got your call back from the message I left you a week ago" he said sounding a bit upset.

"I'm so so so sorry. I've been completely busy with the production and forgot to give you a call back" she apologised with sincere.

Truth be told, she did forget to ring him back and now she felt like a complete loser.

"Oh no that's okay. I was just wondering if you're free to catch up for lunch later on?"

"I would love to, but I have a pretty full packed scheduled day. I'm working on the design for the film" she replied apologetically.

"Oh ok. No no, I understand" he said dolefully.

Hinting that he was hurt, she flicked through her calendar to see if she was free any other day.

"How about another time?" she asked.

Unknowingly to Rachel, Ross shot up a smile the second he heard her ask this.

"Yes, that would be great" said Ross happily.

"Great, I'll give you a call" she replied.

"Sorry to bother, have a good day Rachel"

"No not at all, you too Ross, okay bye" she said and then hung up the phone.

She placed the phone to where it belonged and turned around to see, Mark, standing behind her with his arm crossed and a smirk face ready to fire a question at her.

"He's an old friend" she blurted out before he could even ask.

Mark raised an enquiring eyebrow.

"I bumped into him at the library, after my meeting with Joey" she clarified.

She walked over the drawing table and took a seat. She knew Mark still had his eyes on her and was still wondering.

"What?" she asked sound a bit angry as she looked at him.

"Nothing, just you never mentioned this 'old friend' said Mark while emphasising the 'old friend'.

"I know you Rach, you always tell me things" he declared as he took a seat on the couch.

"Hey now, it never occurred to me I would see him again and for your information, he's Monica's older brother" she hastily replied.

Mark glared at her in amusement.

"Ah, see now that makes so much more sense. So what did he want?" asked Mark intrigued.

"To go out for lunch" she said while sketching the design.

"A date?" Mark blurted out excitedly.

"What? No... Y'know to catch up" she laughed.

"Hmm, to catch up. Anyway, I should get back to work. I'll grab you lunch for you on the break, seeing you'll be pretty much busy" Mark joked.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Always" he said.

"Thanks, you're the best" she declared angelically.

Mark saluted her and headed towards the door.

"Hey before I leave, I just want to say any guy that wants to date you must have my approval" he exclaimed.

Rachel laughed but when she shot up a gazed at him, she could see that he was not joking at all.

"Mark" she sighed.

"No, I am serious Rachel. I am your friend and I am being truthfully honest, you deserve a great guy ok"

She smiled at him sincerely. It was a thank you with no words. She loved that she had a friend like Mark. He was her safety blanket, her go to man for anything she needed and he was always there for her.

"You're too sweet, go now, back to work" she shooed him with her hands.

"Love you Rach" he blurted out as he opened the door.

"Love you too" she replied sincerely.

His eyes wandered around the room, trying to keep himself entertained while he patiently waited for her to get change. It's not like he hasn't been at Phoebe's house before, however, he was always amused at it. Phoebe never liked the idea of living in a big villa like his. It wasn't that she couldn't afford it, she was rather content living in her old apartment and only because it was smack right in the centre of Manhattan.

He looked at the odd 3-D sculpture artwork that hung on her creamy white pale wall. It kind of scared him if he was entirely honest. He never liked it, he appreciated it but never dared tell Phoebe he hated it. The only reason was that he felt Gladys was going to come to life. He obviously didn't want to hurt Phoebe's feelings so never told her about her artworks. However, he did like the fruit bowl she personally made for him, for their 2nd anniversary as best friends.

"Hey, sorry" Phoebe called out walking out of her bedroom.

Joey jumped out of his train of thoughts and smiled at her as she took a seat next to him on her couch.

"So what are we watching today?" he curiously asked.

"Not Die Hard, that's for sure!" she exclaimed.

"Oh why not, Die Hard is awesome!" he complained.

"We saw that last week! And the week before!" she yelled and rolled her eyes at him.

Joey raised his hands to gesture her to calm down.

"Sorry" she giggles.

"You pick then" he said trying not to piss her off. He knew she had this terrible temper and it terrify him to his very core every time she was about to go incredibly mad.

"Ok" she declared happily. She looked at all the movies on the table and mentally taking notes of each of the covers.

Every week Joey and Phoebe made sure they will spend some time together, either watch a movie at one or the other's house or have a nice dinner. It usually didn't matter to them what they were going to do because as long as they were together, they were invincible.

"So, I saw Rachel last week" said Phoebe.

Joey grinned.

"Oh really, so how was it?" he said trying to sound not so interested about it.

"Well we did the measurement and then I asked her to come out for dinner, it was great. I like her. She's funny, easy going oh and not to mention she's hot" Phoebe grinned at him.

"Oh tell me about it" he chuckled.

"You know I didn't even use my move"

"Really? Oh wait yeah yeah, Rachel was confused when I explained it to her" Phoebe chuckled.

"You what?!" asked Joey shocked.

"We were talking how we met and you used your move on me" said Phoebe.

"Oh great, now she probably thinks I'm a loser…" he frowned.

"What? Why? It shouldn't matter how she thinks of you…"

Phoebe raised an enquiring eyebrow.

"Ah I see… somebody has a crush" Phoebe sings.

"No I don't" he denied hastily.

"Oh please!"

Joey averted his eyes away from looking at Phoebe.

She gazed at him. She knew he had an interest in Rachel and not sure whether to tell him to go for it or not she kept her thoughts busy like choosing a movie.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing… hey let's watch this!" she said excitedly.

"Yeah, sure, whatever" he said dolefully.

"Oh cheer up, you'll get to see her soon" she teased as she got up to put the movie in the player.

"I know I know… it's just I don't know. I get really excited when I think about getting to be able to spend time with her" he declared heartedly.

"Oh yes, I know that feeling" she agreed.

"I'll just play it cool you know…" he continued.

"Hey, you should invite her to a party!" said Phoebe excitedly.

"What party?" he said unamusingly.

"I don't know, have a party so you can invite her and spend time with her" she said as she picked up the bowl of popcorn.

"Huh… I like that idea" he clicked his finger at her.

"Get to know her, you never know Joey. I like Rachel, she's cool"

"Do I sense a challenge?" he joked.

"We'll see" she laughed.

"You know, I would rather you and Rachel" he smirked.

"Joey!"

He chuckled.

"Shhhh, the movie is starting" she whispered.

The mysterious man appeared on the screen as the music began to build up. Phoebe intently watched the TV screen while munching onto the popcorn. Joey gazed at the screen but was not paying any attention to the movie at all. He wandered.

"Hey Phoebe…" he quietly said.

"Hmmm" she murmured.

"Do you think I'll get a chance with Rachel?" he asked nervously.

"Why do you ask that sweetie?" she managed to say finally straying her eyes away from the movie.

"I don't know… I feel like I'm way out of her league" he said sadly.

"Come on, who can you not get?"

He wandered. Yeah sure he could get any woman he laid his eyes on but something is different this time. It felt different. Something he couldn't even explain. Heck he doesn't even now this woman but the thought of her made him feel unease somehow.

"Have faith" she said interrupting Joey's doubts.

He forced up a smile as Phoebe tried to comfort him. She handed him the bowl of popcorn and he gladly grabbed a handful. Joey turned back to the movie as he munched on the popcorn. A party. A party would be good, he said to himself.

Monica hung up her coat on the rack and slowly made her way towards the couch. It had been an incredibly busy day at the restaurant. She sighed as she fell backwards onto her comfy couch. She concentrated on her breathing, trying to keep herself relax as she closed her eyes. She could feel her shoulders incredibly tensed and it's such a shame no one was around to give her shoulders a rub.

Just when she was about to feel like she was going to drift into a deep sleep, the front door swings open and with no surprises it would either be her older brother or his best friend Chandler.

"Monica?" Ross called out.

She groaned.

She popped her body upright and slowly opened her eyes focusing on Ross who was standing in her kitchen.

"Hey" she said tiredly.

"Long day?" he asked as he placed his suitcase on the table.

She nodded her head.

"Yeah, it was so busy" she dolefully said trying very hard not to close her eyes again.

"So do you want me to stay or shall we head out for a late snack?" he asked.

"Can we order take out? I'm so tired to get back out" she murmured.

"Yeah sure, Chandler not back yet?" he asked curiously as he took a seat next to her.

"No" replied Monica.

"Oh wait, yeah he said he was going on a date"

"A date? With who?" Monica asked surprised.

"Some chick at work. How was your date the other week?" he asked.

He picked up the remote and turned it on.

"It was going great until… you know what I don't want to even say it" she sighed.

"That bad?"

She nodded.

"Ah, oh well. I mean he was kind of cute when I opened the door for him" said Ross.

"Even Chandler agreed" he laughed.

She managed to force a smile.

"So how was work today?" she asked fixing her eyes on the TV screen while Ross was flickering through the channel.

"It was ok, I called Rachel" he said trying to sound all casual like it was no big deal.

"Rachel?" she lit up.

"Yeah yeah, I asked her to catch up the other week but she never got back to me so I called back"

Monica smirked.

"A date you mean?" she chuckled.

"No" he exclaimed.

"Oh please Ross, you had a crush on her since 9th grade!" she teased him.

He avoided her gazed. He knew that was true. He knew back then he would never have had a chance with Rachel because she was way out of his league. Years went on and he gave up on her, after all he met Carol, who is now his ex-wife and lesbian and things changed for him. However, ever since he bumped into her, that feeling came back and it reminded him how much he was in love with her.

"Ross?" Monica interrupted his train of thoughts.

"Hmmm?" he managed to say.

"You didn't answer my question" she said annoyed.

"What did you ask?"

"I said, what did Rachel say when you talked to her"

"Oh" said Ross.

"Well, she was busy so couldn't come out for lunch but she said she'll give me a call back when she's free" he said smiling.

"Oh that's great!" she declared excitedly.

He nodded his head.

"Does she know it's a date?" she teased him.

"No because I specifically said to catch up" he corrected her.

"Hmmm, which technically means to you a date" she said mocking him again.

"Ross you got to ask her out properly"

"Why, can't we just be friends" he argued.

"Well, do you?" she protested.

That was an obviously a rhetorical question. Both Monica and Ross knew that the answer was no. Ross remain silent.

"Hmmm thought so" said Monica.

"Monica, I just I don't know, we'll just take it slow ok?" he managed to say.

"Fine whatever. We'll just wait another 20 years if that's what slow means to you" she said crossing her arms.

Ross snapped a quick death stare at her who was now gazing intently at the television. He rolled his eyes at her and stared at the television.

The room became silent apart from the quiet murmuring noises coming from the television. Monica sat quietly and was deep in thought. She knew Ross was going to take forever to make a move on Rachel. She knew Ross liked her since for as long as she could remember. Meeting her again was a rare chance and she wanted to help him. So she came up with an idea.

"Why not invite her to dinner here one night?" she said breaking the silence.

He looked at her.

"Yeah, come on Ross. You said she's always busy maybe dinner here wouldn't be so bad. That way you can still get to know her."

He liked where this was going.

"And hey, towards the end of the night I can fake that I'm tired from work and head to bed early and you guys talk it up" she grinned at him.

He lit up a smile.

"Huh, I do like that idea" he said with a lot of interest.

"It'll be great!" she exclaimed excitedly.

"I'll give her a call now"

"Ok" he replied rather unsure whether it was a good idea or not.

Monica got up and walked over to the phone. She picked up the little paper right beside it which had Rachel's phone number on it. She made a mental note to put it on speed dial, just in case for emergency or to give her a call to catch up. She patiently waited.

Ross turned off the television and watched Monica pacing up and down the room with the phone in her hand.

"Hi, Rach! It's Monica" she said.

"I'm good thank you. I hope this isn't a bad time"

Ross watched his little sister closely.

"Oh great, anyway, so I was wondering this weekend, possibly Saturday if you're available to come over my apartment for dinner?" she asked.

Ross prayed that she would say yes.

"Really?! Ok, I'll see you then yes?"

Ross heart skipped a beat. Monica looked at Ross and raised her thumb in the air in Ross's direction. He lit up and smiled in sheer happiness. So far so great!

"Perfect, I'll see you Saturday around 6.30? Great. Okay Bye Rachel"

Monica hung up the phone and placed it back down on the table. She sneered at Ross.

"Well then, dinner 6.30 Saturday here" she declared.

Ross nodded and grinned.

"Hey let's get take out" said Monica feeling her stomach was rather empty and hungry.

"Pizza?" he asked.

"Pizza"

Ross offered to call. He sat waiting patiently for the pizza guy or girl to pick up the phone as it rung. He could not help but think about Saturday. What should he wear? Should he buy wine? Yes, he should buy wine. Oddly, it wasn't even a date but Ross was already making distinctive notes for Saturday.

"Hello?" the male's voice said over the phone.

"Hello?!" he said again this time sounding rather angry.

"Hi, sorry, yes I would like to order some delivery please…"

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