CHAPTER 4

She frowned in disgust seeing as her blood came out of her arm and flowed through the thin plastic pipe till slowly filling the test tube. She looked away and pressed her eyes tightly; seeing how her blood left her body was making her nauseas.

After the feeling of having filled three buckets with her blood instead of three little tubes, the nurse carefully removed the needle.

"Done." she said with a big smile as she stuck a little cotton to her arm. Rachel slightly smiled back; all she wanted in that moment was to get out of there as soon as possible; that peculiar smell that inundated the hospital was making her sicker and sicker in her stomach.

"we may have the results by the beginning of next week; the doctor will call you to make an appointment."

"Okay, Thank you" she said while getting up from the chair and grabbing her coat. After saying goodbye she rushed to the exit, she was already late to pick up Emma from school.

On the way to the school her mind didn't stop rambling about her blood analysis; Ross had insisted her for several days that she should take them, but her stubbornness prevented it. She knew she should, since she hadn't felt quite well the last few weeks, but the fear of what the results might be and her aversion to hospitals always ended up backing her up. She finally surrendered when the previous day Ross found her in the bathroom knelt down before the toilet throwing up.

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He helped her get up from the floor after she had stopped throwing up, he wrapped his arm around her waist to help her get up and handed her the glass of water he had previously filled to rinse her mouth. He looked at her reflect on the mirror, she seemed tired, that and the latest events were getting him even more worried.

"What happened now?" he asked when she seemed calmer, she turned around and leaned on the sink and looked at him.

"I don't know…I suddenly felt nauseous…." she said serious.

"Do you think you could be pregnant?" he asked half smiling she looked away and thought about it; yes, she could be pregnant, the throwing up and the nauseas are clear symptoms of a pregnancy, the possibility was there, but something didn't feel quite right.

"I don't know…it could be…." she answered with a shrug. He kissed her temple and added.

"Whether you like it or not I'm gonna make an appointment with the doctor so he can clear all this up, if you're not pregnant you could have anaemia or something else. It's better to make sure nothing's wrong."

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Their conversation repeated again in her mind; Maybe she was pregnant… in fact she hadn't had her period since before her birthday so the possibility was there but….do

you feel this nauseas with just two or three weeks of being pregnant? That was one of the reasons that had her completely uneasy, as when she had been pregnant with Emma she hadn't felt a thing until the third month had passed. She sighed, the test was already done, she just had to wait for the results.

She spent the rest of the day out with Emma, since Ross was teaching evening classes and he wouldn't be home till dinner time. When he came home he found Rachel fast asleep on the sofa while their daughter played Barbies on the floor.

"Daddy!" she yelled thrilled as she got up from the floor and run towards him.

"Sshhh!" He shushed her lifting her in the air "you're gonna wake mommy up" he warned her.

"Too late" Rachel said hoarsely as she smiled and sat up looking at them with sleepy eyes.

"Sorry mommy…." she said shyly

"Well missy, go to your room and put your pajamas on, I'll be there in a minute" he put her back on the floor and headed towards the couch where Rachel was but Emma grabbed his hand and pulled of him.

"But daddy I'm not sleepy! Send mommy to bed, she is sleepy not me" she whined folding her arms which caused both of her parents to smile amused.

"I will as soon as I'm done with you, let's go" he said catching her before she could run away.

"NOOOO! Pleaseee" she yelled while trying to liberate herself. Rachel laughed at the sight of her boyfriend, fighting to keep their playful daughter in his arms, walking away towards their daughter's room.

Forty five minutes later he came back to the living room and sat next to her letting out a big sigh.

"God that kid is impossible! She kept asking all those questions about the tale so I wouldn't leave!" Rachel chuckled.

"Is she sleeping?" she said as she laid her head on his lap and looked up at him.

"I think so….by the way, how was your visit to the doctor?"

"It was…Okay…well…awful! I hate that place."

"And what did they tell you?"

"Well, they say they would have the results by the beginning of next week."

"Great" she noticed that his hand was stroking her low belly "honey…we don't know if I'm pregnant yet, please don't get your hopes too high."

"Okay…but have you got your….?"

"No, not yet….but I'm just three days late, it doesn't mean anything so please don't get too excited."

"Okay…." he said leaning in to kiss her forehead "ready for bed?" he grinned.

"Will you read me a book?" she said like a kid.

"I had something else in mind but if you prefer that…" she grinned.

"Am I gonna like that other thing?"

"Oh yeah I'm sure you will."

"Then go ahead" she said winking, he grabbed her in his arms and carried her to their bedroom.

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Friday.

She was distracted cooking some pancakes when she felt some fit arms encircling her waist firmly, which put a big smile on her face.

"Mmhh, smells yummy."

"Pancakes are yummy." she confirmed.

"No, I mean YOU smell yummy" he said as he buried his face on her neck causing her to giggle.

"Ross, stop it! You're tickling me." she said between giggles.

"Okayyy silly" he stopped and wrapped his arms tighter around her.

"Are you leaving now?"

"Yes, but not without taking a bite of your delicious pancakes." she smiled widely as she felt his lips on her neck again. Just then the telephone started ringing.

"Honey can you take a look at this? I'll go get that. it may be Monica, she was supposed to call me yesterday."

"Sure."

"Thanks babe," she said giving his lips a peck and heading towards the phone.

"Hello?"

"Good morning, Miss Green?"

"Yeah, it's me, who is this?"

"Hi, it's Doctor Smith."

"Oh…" her facial expression changed. She wasn't expecting him to call so soon.

"We got your results for your blood test, Could you come by tomorrow afternoon?"

"Mm yeah, sure but…is everything okay?" she asked afraid of the answer.

"I prefer to talk to you in person, are you able to come around 4pm?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

"Okay then, see you tomorrow Miss Green."

"Okay, bye" she pressed the hung up bottom but couldn't take her eyes off the telephone, she had gone pale, his tone had worried her and the fact that he hadn't answered her question made her think of the worst.

"Rach, the pancakes are ready!" she heard Ross yell from the kitchen, she swept her thoughts away and went back there. He had already placed them in a plate and was eating one.

"What did Monica want?"

"It wasn't her. It was Doctor Smith, he wants to see me tomorrow…"

"And why are you so serious?"

"I'm scared…"

"Sweetie don't be, I'm sure there is nothing to worry about."

"I know I'm being silly, I just can't help it, I hate going to the doctor."

"Well, don't worry; I'll be there with you this time okay? but please forget about it, we have something to celebrate today." he winked at her grinning and she smiled back.

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"Honey, I just dropped Emma at my mom's" he said loudly while entering their room, just then the bathroom door opened widely revealing a just showered Rachel, wrapped in a tiny towel and with her hair still wet.

"Great!" she grinned at him and headed towards the bed where two different dresses laid. "Honey, which dress do you like best?" she asked observing both dresses carefully. Seeing she didn't get any response she looked back at him, the sight of him watching her open-mouthed made her grin. "Honey!" she growled, throwing a pillow at him. He snapped.

"Yeah?!" he said shaking his head and getting closer to her.

"I said which DRESS do you like best…?" she repeated between chuckles.

"Oh…mmmh….the red one!"

"Thank you" she said with a big smile, she then gave him a soft peck on the lips and grabbed the dress to go back to the bathroom.

"Wait, wait, wait!." he followed her and grabbed her before she entered the bathroom. He turned her around and kissed her hard before she could say a word. The strength he had put on the kiss made her take a few steps backward, hitting her back against the wall next to the bathroom door. He had to stop the kiss when his body begged for air. She smiled up at him while stroking his chest.

"That was an amazing kiss" she said when she regained her breath.

"Yeah? Well, wait and see what is coming" he leaned in to kiss her lips again but she gently pushed him away before that happened.

"Sorry honey but we have a reservation at 7 and I'm not ready yet…"

"It won't matter if we're a little late" he leaned in again and placed his lips on her neck, and he sucked on it softly. This time she hadn't the will to stop it. She closed her eyes and rested her head back on the wall to let herself go with his trail of wet kisses that covered her neck and shoulder. His hands, which were on her waist, now slid down to stroke her naked thighs. Feeling this she couldn't help but moan quietly.

"Ross, please…don't…do this to me…" she begged still with her eyes closed feeling the amazing movement of his lips on her skin "I know it's our… "Crazy night" anniversary but…my hair is still wet…and…I've got to get dressed…." it was becoming harder and harder for her to speak. His hands kept climbing up her body in spite of her begging. She moaned deeper as she felt his hands stroking her naked skin under the towel; she knew that if she let him go on she would fall into his game and would end up making love and not going to their date so she collected herself and grabbed his wrists strongly pushing him slightly away. He stared at her waiting for an explanation.

"Don't look at me like that, you know that if we let that happen we won't make it to the restaurant" she said sweetly stroking his cheek.

"So what." She arched an eyebrow.

"Honey, I've been here all day, I want go out, clear my mind a little." He sighed.

"Alright…"

"If you wanted to do THIS, why did you book an early dinner, huh?" Ross looked down, as if ashamed.

"Well…I wanted to…make sure we got home early so…we could enjoy our night."

"Alright, so let's do that, let's get home early."

"But-" she put a finger on his lips.

"Stop whining and go get dressed!" she commanded him, pinching his ass. She then got on her tiptoes, and kissed him gently, sucking his bottom lip before turning around and locking herself up in the bathroom. Ross sighed in frustration.

The restaurant was very romantic and intimate, perfect to enjoy each other's company without feeling observed. During the dinner they talked sweetly to each other while from time to time their hands found their way to each other across the table. They were all lovey-dovey and looked like a couple who had just fallen in love.

On the way back home they decided to take a walk along the river, the water was calm and the shiny moonlight of that night created a more romantic atmosphere.

They got back home by midnight but the celebration wasn't over. Rachel went straight to the bathroom to take her makeup off and "prepare" for bed. He, in their room, smiled naughtily as he took his clothes off and put his pajama pants on, he then unmade the bed, laid down, covering himself with the sheets, and closed his eyes. He would make her believe he was sleeping.

Just five minutes later the bathroom door opened.

"Honey…" she called sensually as she exited dressed in just a sexy black night gown. She expected to find him sitting on their bed, waiting for her impatiently but instead, she found him laying on his stomach and "asleep". She frowned very disappointed and walked towards him. She placed one of her hands on his shoulder and shook him repeatedly to wake him up.

"Honey!" she growled shacking him harder but she got no response, she now knew he was playing with her because of what she had done sooner that evening. She put her hands on her waist and lifted one of her eyebrows. "So…you wanna play, huh?..." he didn't answer or move a muscle "Okay, let's play, you know I ALWAYS win at this game…" she said as she threw the sheets away and sat on his butt, she then stroked his fit back and leaned in placing her lips near his ear. "Are you sure you wanna sleep?" she whispered as she caressed his fit arms "Don't you wanna…make love to me?" she whispered in a sadder tone now before biting his earlobe. He swallowed and turned his head to the other side, her strokes and words were having an effect on him. She smiled naughtily seeing he was getting nervous under her touch; she went to his other ear now.

"Come on baby…open your eyes….I know you're dying to see me in this sexy night gown…" she whispered sensually again but frowned seeing she wasn't getting any response so she decided to turn him around. She pulled of him strongly and rolling him over she sat on his hips; his eyelids trembled a little with the contact of her body on his, and she noticed.

She bit her bottom lip as she started caressing his chest painfully slow, then his marked abdomen and then her hands went up to his shoulders. She leaned in and stopped just some millimeters away from his lips, she could feel his increasing breathing on her face and she knew she was close to winning the battle. She gently licked his lips and then caught his upper lip between hers, sucking it she deepened the kiss and his lips didn't attempt to stop it. She then led her wet lips to his neck and started giving him open-mouthed kisses, those she knew he loved so much and always turned him on. She slowly went down his body, sucking every part of his skin; his breathing and his heart beating increased considerably, he almost couldn't take it anymore, his whole body was trembling as he felt her wet lips go lower and lower his body. She looked up at him and grinned, his screwed face reflected his struggles to keep himself calm; she was enjoying torturing him. Her lips then reached his navel where she drew little circles around it with her tongue, his body tensed up a little more, it was becoming unbearable for him to stay cool. She sucked the skin just above the waistband of his pants and then sneaked some fingers under it but when she was about to take them off she felt two strong hands grab her arms and pulled of her, he brusquely turned her around and kissed her wildly. She smiled proudly into his kiss and pushed him a little to look at his eyes.

"You're soo weak" she said giggling.

"Can you blame me? You know exactly what to do to drive me crazy, there is no way I could ever win." he said giving her little pecks on the lips and stroking her long legs. She smiled widely.

"I know, you're a poor looser." she teased him.

"Okay I am, but please, less talking and more kissing or I'll go insane." he begged, she laughed loudly and putting her hands on his face she led him to her lips and kissed him passionately. They were ready for a long night of reliving that crazy night that got them back together three years ago.

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The moment they arrived to the hospital a nurse guided them to Dr Smith's office.

"Doctor Smith will be here in a few minutes" she announced before closing the door leaving them alone in the room. They sat silently on the two chairs before the desk. Ross observed her from the corner of his eyes; she was looking around the room,

visibly nervous and shaking her legs up and down. He held her hand between his and caressed it to calm her down; she looked at him and thanked his gesture with a smile.

"Everything is gonna be okay, you'll see" he said, lifting her hand and planting a kiss on it. She smiled again.

"Thank you for trying to calm me down" she murmured before placing her lips on his and brushing them gently. Just then the Doctor entered.

"Excuse me for the late" he said as he warmly greeted them and then sat on his chair in front of them, he opened one of his folders and looked at her.

"Well, Miss Green, we got your blood results yesterday and…we've found an unusual number of leukocytes in your blood which…."

"Please, go straight to the point" she begged him, now sure that he wasn't going to tell her she was pregnant. "I do not understand all those medical terms."

"Okay…." he closed the folder he had on his table and entwined before looking at them serious "we still need to do some more tests to confirm it, but there is a high chance that you may be suffering leukemia…I'm sorry."

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I warned this fic would be more dramatic, but don't jump into conclusions, give the story a chance. ;)

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