1006 - TOW Joey and Phoebe
As she bathed herself, she let the bubbles of her bubble bath surround her body. She placed her hand on her belly and felt strong arms wrap around her waist.
Phoebe: Can you believe that's our baby in there?
Joey: I know, it's a little me . . . or a little you.
Phoebe: Well, in exactly eight and a half months, so the doctor says, we're going to have our own little baby!
Joey: Well, we've practically got three kids now.
Phoebe: I know, but you know what I mean.
Joey: Yeah.
Phoebe stood up and wrapped the towel around her waist. She left the bathroom and went into the bedroom to get dressed.
Joey got out of the tub as well and put his clothes on. He fixed his hair in the mirror and walked out into the living room. Three small faces greeted him. Little Chandler, Frank Jr. Jr., and Leslie were sitting on the couch with coloring books and crayons.
Leslie: Hi Uncle Joey!
Frank Jr. Jr.: Uncle Joey!
Chandler: Hi!
Joey: Hey kids! What's going on?
Leslie: We're coloring pictures for you and Aunt Phoebe.
Joey: Well that's nice. Thanks kids.
Chandler: You're welcome.
Frank Jr. Jr.: I'm hungry. Got any pizza?
Joey: I'm so proud! This boy has his uncle's great taste in food! Sorry, I think your Aunt Phoebe is out of pizza, but she's probably got some good soy burgers.
The kids made a face to say that they didn't like that idea. Joey shrugged and sat down on the couch with them. He picked up a coloring book and some crayons and began coloring.
Phoebe walked out of her bedroom and smiled when she saw her fiancé with her nieces and nephew. She stifled a giggle when she saw Joey coloring. She walked in and sat down in her chair.
Phoebe: So, who wants to go to the movies today?
Triplets: Me!
Joey: Oh! What are we watching?
Phoebe rolled her eyes and shook her head.
Phoebe: Ross and Rachel are taking Hannah to her first movie. They offered to take the triplets. They'll be over in an hour to pick them up.
Joey: Aww . . . I wanted to see the movie . . .
Joey made a pouting face and crossed his arms. Phoebe laughed and shook her head again.
Phoebe: We can watch a movie of our own.
Phoebe nods suggestively and Joey nods back in understanding.
Joey: Okay . . . when will they be here, again?
Phoebe: An hour.
Joey: Great!
Phoebe laughed and sat back comfortably in her chair. She put her hand on her stomach and admired at how smooth and flat it was now. Soon it wouldn't be that way. She hoped to God that she wouldn't get too big. She was huge with the triplets, but since it was just one as far as she knew, she wouldn't get too big at all. She wondered what her baby would be like. Would it be tall and blonde like her or tall and dark like Joey? Would it be funny or serious, smart or extremely smart? She didn't know the answers to these questions she had, but she knew that only the best would result out of her and Joey's efforts. The baby would be perfect no matter what it was like or what it looked like.
*~*
A little over an hour later, the kids were out with Ross and Rachel. Joey and Phoebe were making out on Phoebe's couch. Joey was in the middle of unclasping Phoebe's bra when she pulled away with her hand covering her mouth.
Joey: What's wrong?
Phoebe shook her head and ran into the bathroom, shutting the door behind herself. Joey pulled himself off of the couch and hurried to the bathroom door. He knocked.
Joey: Honey?
Phoebe: I'm okay. It's just morning sickness.
Joey: But, it's three in the afternoon.
Phoebe: You lived with Rachel. You should know these things come at all times of the day.
Joey: Oh . . . that's right!
Phoebe walked out of the bathroom looking pale. She sighed heavily and slumped down on the couch. Joey sat down beside her.
Phoebe: I'm sorry. I've ruined the moment. But, we can just sit and talk.
Joey: Talking is good . . . I guess. Whatever you need, I'll back off for awhile.
Phoebe: Thanks.
Joey: No problem sweetheart.
Phoebe: God, I hate this! It's like I forgot all about the bad parts until it happened again. Then all the sugarcoated stuff is kind of lessened by the morning sickness.
Joey: Do you need me to get you anything? A pillow?
Phoebe: No. I'm okay. I just need to lay down and rest.
Joey moved over enough so Phoebe could rest her head across his knees. Joey locked his hands with Phoebe's and kissed her knuckles.
Joey: Do you remember how things used to be? You know, when Monica and Chandler weren't together, Ross and Rachel were . . . well, dating off and on, and you and I were just dating different people, having no idea we'd end up together.
Phoebe: I knew. I just never mentioned it. I knew one day we'd be together, I just didn't know it would be love.
Joey: Wow . . .
Phoebe: I know.
Joey signed and played with a strand of Phoebe's hair that had come loose from her ponytail. He curled it around his finger and tucked it behind her ear. He placed his other hand on her belly and touched his child that was growing inside of her.
*~*
A couple of hours later, the triplets were back home and taking a nap in their room. Phoebe was drinking a cup of tea. Joey was massaging her feet and Phoebe felt wonderful. She felt as if she were a queen being pampered by her slaves.
Joey: Phoebe, what do you think will happen to us in the future?
Phoebe: Why do you ask?
Joey: I don't know. I guess I want to know that everything is going to be okay.
Phoebe: Don't worry. We'll be fine. Our lives will be great. It's obvious that things aren't going to be perfect all the time, but hey, soon we're going to have four great kids to take care of, we're getting married, and we've got the rest of our lives together.
Joey: Joey kissed Phoebe and smiled at her.
He realized that Phoebe was the woman he'd been wanting for years, he just never knew it. He knew that Phoebe was the one person he could confide in that wouldn't laugh at him or make jokes. She was his soul mate and they'd be together for the rest of their lives.
As she bathed herself, she let the bubbles of her bubble bath surround her body. She placed her hand on her belly and felt strong arms wrap around her waist.
Phoebe: Can you believe that's our baby in there?
Joey: I know, it's a little me . . . or a little you.
Phoebe: Well, in exactly eight and a half months, so the doctor says, we're going to have our own little baby!
Joey: Well, we've practically got three kids now.
Phoebe: I know, but you know what I mean.
Joey: Yeah.
Phoebe stood up and wrapped the towel around her waist. She left the bathroom and went into the bedroom to get dressed.
Joey got out of the tub as well and put his clothes on. He fixed his hair in the mirror and walked out into the living room. Three small faces greeted him. Little Chandler, Frank Jr. Jr., and Leslie were sitting on the couch with coloring books and crayons.
Leslie: Hi Uncle Joey!
Frank Jr. Jr.: Uncle Joey!
Chandler: Hi!
Joey: Hey kids! What's going on?
Leslie: We're coloring pictures for you and Aunt Phoebe.
Joey: Well that's nice. Thanks kids.
Chandler: You're welcome.
Frank Jr. Jr.: I'm hungry. Got any pizza?
Joey: I'm so proud! This boy has his uncle's great taste in food! Sorry, I think your Aunt Phoebe is out of pizza, but she's probably got some good soy burgers.
The kids made a face to say that they didn't like that idea. Joey shrugged and sat down on the couch with them. He picked up a coloring book and some crayons and began coloring.
Phoebe walked out of her bedroom and smiled when she saw her fiancé with her nieces and nephew. She stifled a giggle when she saw Joey coloring. She walked in and sat down in her chair.
Phoebe: So, who wants to go to the movies today?
Triplets: Me!
Joey: Oh! What are we watching?
Phoebe rolled her eyes and shook her head.
Phoebe: Ross and Rachel are taking Hannah to her first movie. They offered to take the triplets. They'll be over in an hour to pick them up.
Joey: Aww . . . I wanted to see the movie . . .
Joey made a pouting face and crossed his arms. Phoebe laughed and shook her head again.
Phoebe: We can watch a movie of our own.
Phoebe nods suggestively and Joey nods back in understanding.
Joey: Okay . . . when will they be here, again?
Phoebe: An hour.
Joey: Great!
Phoebe laughed and sat back comfortably in her chair. She put her hand on her stomach and admired at how smooth and flat it was now. Soon it wouldn't be that way. She hoped to God that she wouldn't get too big. She was huge with the triplets, but since it was just one as far as she knew, she wouldn't get too big at all. She wondered what her baby would be like. Would it be tall and blonde like her or tall and dark like Joey? Would it be funny or serious, smart or extremely smart? She didn't know the answers to these questions she had, but she knew that only the best would result out of her and Joey's efforts. The baby would be perfect no matter what it was like or what it looked like.
*~*
A little over an hour later, the kids were out with Ross and Rachel. Joey and Phoebe were making out on Phoebe's couch. Joey was in the middle of unclasping Phoebe's bra when she pulled away with her hand covering her mouth.
Joey: What's wrong?
Phoebe shook her head and ran into the bathroom, shutting the door behind herself. Joey pulled himself off of the couch and hurried to the bathroom door. He knocked.
Joey: Honey?
Phoebe: I'm okay. It's just morning sickness.
Joey: But, it's three in the afternoon.
Phoebe: You lived with Rachel. You should know these things come at all times of the day.
Joey: Oh . . . that's right!
Phoebe walked out of the bathroom looking pale. She sighed heavily and slumped down on the couch. Joey sat down beside her.
Phoebe: I'm sorry. I've ruined the moment. But, we can just sit and talk.
Joey: Talking is good . . . I guess. Whatever you need, I'll back off for awhile.
Phoebe: Thanks.
Joey: No problem sweetheart.
Phoebe: God, I hate this! It's like I forgot all about the bad parts until it happened again. Then all the sugarcoated stuff is kind of lessened by the morning sickness.
Joey: Do you need me to get you anything? A pillow?
Phoebe: No. I'm okay. I just need to lay down and rest.
Joey moved over enough so Phoebe could rest her head across his knees. Joey locked his hands with Phoebe's and kissed her knuckles.
Joey: Do you remember how things used to be? You know, when Monica and Chandler weren't together, Ross and Rachel were . . . well, dating off and on, and you and I were just dating different people, having no idea we'd end up together.
Phoebe: I knew. I just never mentioned it. I knew one day we'd be together, I just didn't know it would be love.
Joey: Wow . . .
Phoebe: I know.
Joey signed and played with a strand of Phoebe's hair that had come loose from her ponytail. He curled it around his finger and tucked it behind her ear. He placed his other hand on her belly and touched his child that was growing inside of her.
*~*
A couple of hours later, the triplets were back home and taking a nap in their room. Phoebe was drinking a cup of tea. Joey was massaging her feet and Phoebe felt wonderful. She felt as if she were a queen being pampered by her slaves.
Joey: Phoebe, what do you think will happen to us in the future?
Phoebe: Why do you ask?
Joey: I don't know. I guess I want to know that everything is going to be okay.
Phoebe: Don't worry. We'll be fine. Our lives will be great. It's obvious that things aren't going to be perfect all the time, but hey, soon we're going to have four great kids to take care of, we're getting married, and we've got the rest of our lives together.
Joey: Joey kissed Phoebe and smiled at her.
He realized that Phoebe was the woman he'd been wanting for years, he just never knew it. He knew that Phoebe was the one person he could confide in that wouldn't laugh at him or make jokes. She was his soul mate and they'd be together for the rest of their lives.