A/N: Back with this story after a bout of writer's block. Enjoy.
Monica was nervous, and Chandler couldn't blame her. Her first ultrasound to see their baby.
"Mon, try to relax." He told her.
Monica glared at her husband.
"Relax? I'm going to see what our baby looks like now, and you tell me to relax?"
He put a hand on her shoulder.
"Yeah. We'll be fine."
They soon entered the doctor's office,a nd waited until their name was called.
They entered, and Monica was soon on the table, the jelly being placed on her stomach. She laughed a bit.
"Tickles?" The doctor asked.
"Yeah."
"It'll pass."
In time the scan was done, and they were given the picture.
"Oh my God." Monica managed, trying to keep it together.
Chandler hugged her, calming her.
The others were soon informed. Ross was the first, then Rachel, with Phoebe ajd Joey last.
"At least, this time, I'm not last to know." Phoebe quipped.
Soon, everything for Rachel's party was ready, and, it was a hit. Ben was even there, bringing Robin with him, to Rachel's delight, wanting to know the British girl.
Monica told Ben the news as he got himself some tea.
"Wow, I'll be a cousin."
"Yup."
"You nervous?"
"Yeah."
"Relax. You babysat me before."
"Remember how well that went?" She asked.
"Sort of, didn't I hit my head on something?" He asked, remembering a bit of that.
"Yeah."
"You've gotten better at it."
He hugged her before joining the others in the living room, finding Rachel bonding with Robin, to his surprise.
"I bloody love her." Robin told him.
He explained about her and Ross trying to work out their issues.
"I'm sure when they do, she'll be an excellent stepmother to you."
"Thanks." He told her, happy to have support from his likely girlfriend.
"You like her?" Ross asked Rachel.
"I do, why?"
"Yes and no for me."
"Ross!."
"He's been talking with a British accent, wanting British food."
"Oh, like you didn't use a fake British accent."
"You didn't."
"Yeah, I told him that stsory."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah."
Both soon cracked up about that, after drinking beers, with Phoebe joining in.
"Mike's not here."
"He couldn't make it."
Joey told them Hannah had a call come in, and she'd had to leave early.
"Ugh, nurses make bad dates." Ross told him.
"We'll work things out." Joey told him.
"Here's hoping."
Soon, the ultrasound picture was shown. Rachel almost cried at the sight.
"I-I'm gonna be an aunt."
Ben smiled.
"Fun aunt Rachel."
Grinning, she hugged him.
"I won't teach her or him practical jokes."
"Not one of my better ideas." Rachel told him.
"Yeah, now you tell me. Could that have been any more dumb?" Ben asked.
"Chandler!." Rachel yelled at her friend, knowing he'd picked that up from his uncle.
"What?"
Later, as the party wined down, Phoebe overheard Rachel talking with Ross.
"They're so happy. They'll be parents soon."
"Yeah. Rache, why can't we be that?"
"What?"
"Not fight over this or that."
Both hugged, angry at themselves for how they'd acted.
Watching this, Phoebe smiled.
'God. Wish they'd work out their differences.' She thought.
Later that night, thinking about everything that night, Phoebe soon slipped into a dream, one she wouldn't forget.
