Author's Note: Sorry, I haven't been updating, I've been really busy. I'll try to get back in the swing of updating more.


The next morning I wake up, surprisingly with an exact idea of what I'd like to do. I love Joey, as a friend of course, but when I try to think of us as more I can't settle on a yes a no, so many factors just mess me up. I walk across the hall after I'm dressed and ready and talk to Monica, explaining to her the entire plan. Phoebe gets involved too and we set everything up and wait for Joey to find me.

Eventually Joey walks in, looking like he's about to ask for me when he sees us all sitting at the table.

"Oh hey?" Joey says.

"Heyyyyy," Phoebe and Monica grin in unison.

Joey's eyebrows knit together.

"Uh, what's up?"

"We have a game to play!" Phoebe claps excitedly.

"What?" Joey tries to understand, but Phoebe and Monica immediately get up from the table and head to the living room. I stand up and Joey comes right over to me.

"What's going on?" he asks.

"Our test."

"What?" Joey shakes his head in utter confusion, but I leave him hanging and go to sit on the couch. Phoebe is seated in the side chair as Monica stands on the other side of the coffee table with a large board. Joey hesitantly comes over and I signal him to sit next to me on the couch. He sits down.

"Okay, welcome to the game of love!" Monica announces.

"So, I'm assuming they know?" Joey whispers to me.

"Know what?" I tell him, not letting him know what actually happened. He looks strangely at me, but luckily keeps quiet about it.

"Okay, okay first question. Joey, what's the worst date you've ever caused?" Monica reads the question she wrote on a notecard.

"I- uh, how come I caused it?"

"Oh, conceited, that's not good," Phoebe jumps in.

"Point for Rachel!" Monica writes a tally on the board under my name.

"Wait, what?" Joey objects.

"Next question, Rachel, would you ever dump a guy over the phone?"

"That's rude, of course not," I reply.

"Point for Rachel!" Phoebe exclaims.

"Okay, Joey, why would you break up with a girl?"

"No, no this is stupid," Joey suddenly protests. Everyone stops, he turns to me.

"Rachel, I have a question for you. What do you want?"

"What, that's not a rule."

"I don't care, just answer the question."

"Why, I don't even know what you mean."

"What do you want in life?" his voice grows tense and I'm mad at him for ruining my game.

"In life? Maybe a great career, great shoes, I want… a greek salad!"

"No, what do you really want, more than anything in life?" Joey firmly asks again. He won't break the strong eye contact either and I find myself softening up to his question. My real answer comes to my mind right away and I finally break down and give in.

"Love," I reveal in a hushed voice.

Joey's eyes soften and his look turns genuine.

"And I want to give you it."

I hear Phoebe and Monica gasp. Joey looks up shocked.

"You didn't know?" Joey asks.

"Wait, are you two? What's going on?" Monica's eyes bulge out.

"Rachel just told us you were fighting about whether you were a better boyfriend or she was a better girlfriend in relationships and I have to say I have to go with Rachel, I mean sometimes it's a bit of a toss up," Phoebe starts rambling on to Joey.

"Phoebe!" Monica shuts her up. "What's going on guys?"

Joey looks at me. I look at him and then look down embarrassed.

"Joey and I went on a date."

"A date!" Phoebe and Monica seem to sing in unison.

"Joey, you have feelings for Rachel?" Phoebe somehow forgets about me.

He turns to look at her and smiles.

"I do," he says completely seriously. "But I guess it's nothing," he concludes by my silence and pointless game.

"No, it's not nothing," I dispute. He looks at me again.

"It's not!?" Monica suddenly becomes invested like it's her favorite tv show.

I glare at her in her hunched over position and she straightens up and walks beside Phoebe's chair. I turn back to Joey.

"I think I've been playing games to avoid the truth."

I take a deep breath, but Joey is a little more impatient.

"So, what's the truth?"

I smile at him.

"You and me."

I hear a little yell from Monica and we both look at her.

"Come on, now half of us will be paired up! It's just a best friends, lovers group!" Monica explains with glee.

"Oh no, that's means I'm left with Ross….well, I guess I'll start with getting rid of that projector of his," Phoebe randomly declares. Joey laughs at all this and looks me right in the eyes again.

"Are you sure? You want to be together, really?"

"Yes," I nod and he leans in and kisses me.

We look back up at Monica and Phoebe and find them childishly grinning from ear to ear.

"Alright alright, just keep it on the DL, we still need to tell Ross," I say.

"And Chandler," Monica points out.

"Yeah, you can tell him, he doesn't really matter," I tell her and Monica is happily content with this.

"What do you think he's gonna say?" Joey inquires.

"Who, Chandler?"

"No, Ross."

"Oh, I don't know," I say and I really don't.