Author's Note: There's probably no way I'll get this story done before I go on vacation, but I could be updating more often if I had some motivation! Come on guys, review! I want to continue with this story but nobody seems all too interested. A Mondler relationship has been requested, and I'll have to see how I can fit that into the story, I kind of have an idea already. This reviewer also suggested having the friends in the story more in general, and they will be, as you can see they'll be visiting them and stuff, but again this fic is mainly about Joey and his friendship with the others, and his perspective on things. But don't worry. Keep reading and please review! And thank you to those Guests that did review, a little motivation is good and I liked some of your ideas!

Joey sat at the kitchen table, eating a sandwich, when Molly came up. She had been doing a lot of thinking lately, about how he was at his happiest when talking to his friends, or watching Baywatch with Chandler. While it made her sad, she figured he needed to be with them. So she thought her news would make him happy.

"Hey, Joey. So I was wondering if you wanted to go to New York next week? Just for a couple days, so you can see your friends again."

"Molly, are you serious?" Joey's face broke into a grin and he jumped up and pulled her into a hug, making sure not to hug too hard for fear of harming the baby. She nodded, forcing a smile on. She liked to see him happy, even if it made her sad.

"I was thinking we could drive down on Thursday and come back up Sunday afternoon. I know you've been cut off from them a lot lately, and I'm sorry. I figure this is the least I can do, since no way in hell are we moving there."

"Sorry." She added at his downcast expression. Joey thanked her and moved in for a kiss, brushing her red curls out of her face as he did so.

"I'll call Chandler and see if we can stay with him! This is so exciting!" He was as giddy as a little child on Christmas. Sometimes Molly wondered about Joey. He wasn't the smartest person she knew. In fact, he was rather stupid, and overly excitable. But he had a good heart. She'd been out with way worse guys. Somehow all her relationships ended badly, and even if she didn't really love Joey, she wanted at least one relationship to be a success. The boyfriend she'd had just before Joey had been such a jerk, completely ditching her for somebody else. She wanted Joey to only care about her. For all she cared, he could completely forget his friends if it meant he could care more about her. She didn't really love him, but she wanted him to love her. But, of course, she wasn't going to tell him that. He was so giddy about this trip, she didn't want to ruin it for him.

A little while later Joey ran back into the living room where Molly sat watching TV.

"Chandler said we could stay with him! We'll get my old bedroom! Isn't this great? You'll finally meet my best friend! How exciting is this, huh?"

"Yeah." Molly faked happiness, even though going to visit was her suggestion, and just prayed the trip would be over quickly since she wasn't very fond of Joey's friends.

Eventually Thursday rolled around. Joey had packed days in advance; that's how excited he was about this, since usually he was the type of person to leave things to the last minute. He was in the car and ready to go when Molly had barely gotten up. This resulted in him getting very agitated and trying to rush her, upon which she used her pregnancy as an excuse and threatened not to come, but he managed to convince her in the end.

Chandler sat at home, holding the chick. He was unsure about Joey coming to stay with him, but it wasn't like he could turn him down. He really did want to see Joey again, but things were a bit awkward for him right now. Joey didn't see anything wrong though. If Chandler acted right, things could be just like they used to be. But then there was Molly. Of course things wouldn't be the same; she was going to be there too. Chandler was doubtful whether this was a good idea, but then there was a knock on the door and he knew he couldn't change his mind now.

Mustering a smile, he put down the duck and walked over, pulling open the apartment door in a flourish.

"Hi." He muttered.

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