Psst.. yo, its me again! I had decided on writing a new chappie. So, enjoying this story so far? Or should I not quit my day job? Anyways, lets get to the next chapter, shall we? Yes, no, maybe, I don't care? Enough jabbering now..
It had been a month later. Things were almost back to normal, except Ross still couldn't hardly remember anything, except what his friends had told him. Rachel still missed her baby and wished that she had gotten the chance to hold him or her. There had been a slight tension between Chandler and Callie since she got mad at him in the hospital before he was able to rescue Joey. Phoebe and Mike kept arguing about marriage. And nothing had changed with the others.
They were all in Monica and Chandler's apartment, hanging out with each other. Monica was sitting beside Ross. "So how are you today?" She asked softly.
Callie wasn't hardly listening to them, she just glanced out the window. She briefly wondered if she should apologize to Chandler for her attitude. She sighed softly, knowing the answer to that. She stood up, then walked over towards the kitchen table where he was sitting, and sat down beside him. "Hey there."
Chandler glanced at her, and smiled slightly. "Hi, Callie."
She took a deep breath, then reached over and rested her hand on his. "I'm sorry about getting mad at you when I thought that you had left Joey.. or I thought something like that anyways," she laughed. "I can't really remember now why I ever got mad in the first place."
He chuckled. "Its alright, Callie. I understand. Believe me, I was mad at myself too. So how is he anyways? Is he doing better?"
She thought a moment. "He's in a lot of pain, but I think its slowly starting to get better. But if you asked him, he would just say that he's fine."
He smiled. "That sounds like him alright." He glanced over at Monica who was still talking to Ross.
Joey eased himself off the chair, then walked into the kitchen where Chandler and Callie was talking. He still had an arm wrapped around his stomach. "Hey guys." He said, sounding as cheerful as he always was.
Callie smiled at him. "Need another pain pill?" She asked softly. "If so, I can run across the hall and get one."
He shook his head. "Nah, I'm fine. I just wanted to walk around."
She nodded in understanding.
Charlie tapped loudly on the bars until he could get someone's attention. "Officer!" He called out. "I wouldn't have got to escape if Joey Tribbiani hadn't of helped me." He called out.
The officer walked towards him. "Is that so?" He asked, crossing his arms. "So if I was to go and ask him, he would back up your story?"
Charlie shrug. "Probably not, because he'd want to save himself from having to spend time behind bars, but I'm telling you. He helped. Along with Kale Rogers who I shot before you guys caught me. He's still in the building right now laying on the ground with a bullet hole in him."
The officer shook his head. "We searched the building. There was no one in there."
Callie stood up, then walked over to him. "Let's go for a nice leisurely walk." She said, then took him by the hand. Before they could leave, someone buzzed into the apartment. She glanced at the others then pushed a button. "Whose there?"
"Its Officer Maxwell." He said.
"Come on up." She spoke through the mic, then glanced towards the others and saw they were confused too.
A few seconds later, there was a knock at the door. Chandler walked over and opened it. "Hello? Can we help you?"
Officer Maxwell nodded. "I hope so. I need to ask Mr. Tribbiani some questions."
Joey took a hesitant step towards him. "What questions?"
"Alright, Charlie told me that you had a helping hand in him getting out of prison. That true?" He asked, writing something down in his notepad.
Joey swallowed nervously, then exchanged a glance with Chandler, but before he could say anything, Callie spoke up. "Why would he do that? Charlie has done nothing but terrorize us, so why would Joey help him to escape?"
The officer shrug. "I'm hoping its not true, but if it is, I'm afraid I will have to do my job and arrest you for helping a prisoner escape prison. So if you don't mind, I want to hear it from him and then I'll be on my way."
Joey opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. Chandler was the only one who knew what he had done. He had almost gotten his friends killed. Rachel lost her baby because of him, and Ross lost his memory. He took a deep breath. "Charlie's right, I did help him.." he glanced at the floor, ignoring everyone's confused glances.
The officer sighed. He didn't want it to come to this, but he pulled out his handcuffs.
Callie glanced at him. "Joey?" She asked softly. "What do you mean you helped him?" She asked. "Why did you..?"
He couldn't bring himself to look at her, so he just continued staring at the floor. "His friend had blackmailed me into helping. He said that if I didn't help he would kill you guys, and I.. I couldn't let that happen.. so I had to play along with whatever he wanted me to do.. but then, he still went after y'all.."
Rachel slowly stood up. "Wait a moment.. that can't be true! Because then you would have contributed to me losing my baby.." She stared at him in shock. "Did you.. uh.. did you help him..?"
He hid his face in his hands without answering her question. Then his legs finally gave out on him, and he dropped to his knees.
Rachel covered her mouth with her hand. "Oh my God! Its true, isn't it?"
Callie knelt down beside him. "Joey?" She asked softly, then wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "Talk to us, what's going on?"
Chandler crouched down on his other side.
The officer sighed, tapping the handcuffs against his wrist, as he watched.
Everybody fell into an uncomfortable silence, all that was heard was Rachel's sobs.
Ross stood up beside her, then pulled her into a hug.
Monica watched from the couch, along with Phoebe and Mike, all silent in shock.
The officer watched then sighed. "Come on, lets go downtown." He pulled Joey to his feet, then cuffed his hands behind his back.
And scene! I am kind of half a sleep right now, so you may need to reach through the computer screen and smack me a couple of times to wake me up. Anyways, not really 100% sure about this chappie though. So I should submit it before I have second thoughts about it. Know something? This story is kind of taking on a mind of its own, so it may be longer than the first one: The One With The Trouble. That doesn't matter, right? Anyways, I have to go now! Toodles!
Tall, Out!