A/N: Another chapter finally! I've already written several more so all I need to do is post them. Read, review, and enjoy, not necessarily in that order!
Phoebe got checked into the hospital and taken to a room. She felt like she waited for hours for her doctor until Ross and Rachel came and told her that her doctor had been injured and that there would be a new doctor. The gang was in and out all day, except for Joey (he had kidney stones) but the others spent their time going to visit either Joey or Phoebe.
After a few hours of being at the hospital, Ross and Rachel were in the waiting room and Rachel was watching all the new parents go by taking their little bundles of joy home. "I want a baby," she told Ross, realizing too late she she said it out loud.
"Really? You want a baby?" questioned Ross. "Do you know how to take care of a baby?"
"It can't be that hard! I've babysat Ben before!"
"Yeah, once, and he was like two then. Rach, a baby is a lot of work. It needs to be fed and changed a lot and you'd have to get up in the middle of the night to take care of a baby," Ross told her.
"Oh," said Rachel. She thought for a minute. Okay so she didn't want a baby now but she did one day. "Well, I meant I want a baby one day. Don't you?"
Ross thought for a minute. It would be nice to have a couple more kids with Rachel one day. "Yeah, that would be nice one day."
"Yeah, can't you picture it?"
Ross nodded. He could definitely picture it. "Yeah, yeah I can."
Later Rachel was in the room with Phoebe who was going on about how she wanted to keep one of the triplets. Rachel said there was no way that she would ask Frank and Alice if Phoebe could keep a baby.
"You wanna know something crazy?" Rachel asked her friend.
"What? Ooh," said Phoebe as a contraction came over her and she breathed through it.
"Well, I'd kinda like a baby myself." Rachel smiled.
"Ohh! Who with?" Phoebe saw Rachel's guilty expression. "Oh my God! Ross! It's Ross isn't it?"
Rachel nodded. "But you can not tell anyone about this! I don't want everyone finding out yet."
"Okay. I swear I won't tell anyone," promised Phoebe, breathing through another contraction. "So when did you get back together? Oh! Oh, was it when you two were in Greece?"
Again Rachel nodded. "I'm really happy, y'know? I mean it's Ross. We're meant to be together."
"Of course you are! You're lobsters!" said Phoebe, very excited that her lobsters were finally back together. She always told herself that if they hadn't gotten back together soon she would force them to talk to each other and make them see that they belong together.
Rachel never did understand the whole lobster thing but she agreed. She and Ross were meant to be together. Everyone knew that. It just took her a while to figure it out herself.
That night Phoebe gave birth to the triplets: one boy and two girls. She felt that bad that baby Chandler was a girl but it was too late to change her name. Although the baby could go by her middle name Anne when she was older. Everyone except Frank and Alice were in the room taking turns holding the babies.
"I think you're my favorite," cooed Monica to the baby girl she was holding.
"Which one do you have?" asked Phoebe.
Monica just smiled at the little girl she was holding. "I don't care."
"Hi!" said Rachel, entering the room. "Hey, hi. So, uh, Frank and Alice wanted me to tell you that they're still outside making phone calls." Rachel had tried asking Frank if Phoebe could keep a baby but she couldn't do it. She just knew Frank and Alice would want to keep all three children no matter how hard it might be.
"Did you talk to them about, y'know?" Phoebe asked her.
"Yeah, umm, no honey," said Rachel, feeling bad for her friend.
"Oh, it was a long shot. Hey, you guys, can I just have a second alone with the babies?"
"Yeah, sure, yeah," said everyone handing the babies over and leaving. And Phoebe proceeded to tell the babies a little goodbye speech.
Later everyone including Frank and Alice were now in the room admiring the babies.
"Phoebe, we are so proud of you! You're amazing!" said Monica.
"I know," answered Phoebe, quite proud too.
"So does it really hurt as bad as they say?" asked Rachel.
"Yeah, you won't be able to take it," Phoebe told her.
"So, uh, now, that little Chandler turned out to be a girl what are they they gonna name?" asked Chandler.
"They're gonna call her Chandler."
"That's kind of a masculine name don't you think?"
"Works on you," said Phoebe. She smirked at him.
