1010 - TOW Phoebe's Dream
Phoebe was walking into Monica and Chandler's apartment, carrying her two-year-old son in one arm and her month old daughter in the other. The seven-year-old triplets followed behind, arguing all the way. Monica was sitting at the kitchen table with Chandler and nearly three-year-old Alex and Ally were sitting there. In a high chair was a year old baby girl.
Phoebe: Hi.
Monica: Hey. What's wrong?
Phoebe: Oh, Joey fell down the stairs again. He's fine, but he can't seem to remember his name.
Monica: Oh. That's nice.
Phoebe: Where's Chandler?
Monica: I think he's divorcing me. I'm not sure though.
Phoebe: Oh that's nice.
Rachel waked in with a nearly three-year-old Hannah and she was carrying two-year-old twin boys in her arms. Ross followed in behind her with a newborn baby in his arms.
Ross: Hey, I just saw Chandler. He's out in the streets trying to hitch hike to Las Vegas.
Phoebe: What?! That's just wrong! Why would he want to be out in the streets? I've done it, it's not pleasant!
Ursula walked in with three men following behind her.
Ursula: Hi Phoebe. These are our long lost brothers.
Phoebe: Hi.
Men: Hi.
Monica looked at Ross and they both shrugged.
Phoebe felt herself beginning to wake up. She woke up and started to scream. Joey, who was lying right beside her woke up.
Joey: Phoebe? Are you okay?
Phoebe: Just a weird dream. I'm okay.
Joey: Was it the one with your three long lost brothers again?
Phoebe: That's the one.
Joey: The doctor said you'd probably have dreams like these in the sixth month.
Phoebe: Yeah, well, I hate that dream! Too many kids, too many weird things. I hope that wasn't a glimpse into the future. I think if it was, I'd want somebody to kill me now.
Joey: Just try to go back to sleep.
*~*
Later, in the afternoon, Rachel was sitting in Monica and Chandler's kitchen, bouncing the six-month-old twins on her knees. Hannah was sitting in her high chair eating a banana. Ally and Alex were laughing and clapping because Rachel's fun game made them laugh.
Monica walked into the kitchen and started to do the dishes.
"So, how's the pregnancy thing?" Monica asked.
"In the words of Phoebe, nope, not knocked up yet," Rachel said dryly. "At least I don't think I am."
"Oh," Monica said. "I'm sorry sweetie."
"It's okay," Rachel said. "But, I want to be pregnant before too long."
"I understand."
Ross walked in with Chandler. They were in sweats. They had been jogging. Rachel wasn't about to say anything to Monica, but Ross thought that taking up running would make him in better shape to help conceive a baby. Chandler knew of course, but he didn't tell Monica that. After all, Ross was her brother.
"Hi honey," Rachel said as she stood up with the twins and walked over to Ross. She kissed him and the babies giggled. Rachel looked down at the babies. "Laugh all you want." She walked over to the playpen and put them both down in it.
"How was your jog?" Rachel asked.
"Invigorating! My blood is really pumping now!" Ross exclaimed. Rachel raised her eyebrows, grabbed her purse and Ross hand.
"Monica, will you watch Hannah for a couple of hours? Thanks!" She exclaimed. She began to run out the door, holding onto Ross. "Come on, run with me honey!"
After the door shut, Hannah looked over at Monica and Chandler.
"Yes sweetie, your mommy and daddy are crazy," Chandler said. Monica laughed and playfully hit Chandler on the arm. She let Hannah out of her high chair and the girl began to run around the apartment.
Monica plopped down on the couch and watched her children playing in the playpen. She laughed. Alex was trying to put a block on top of his sister's head.
"Kids . . ." Monica said with a laugh.
Phoebe and Joey walked into the apartment holding hands.
"Hi Phoebe," Monica said.
"Hey, any luck with baby names yet?" Chandler asked.
"We can't decide," Phoebe said.
"Yeah, it's a tie between The Hulk, Spiderman, and Batman," Joey said. Monica and Chandler looked at them in horror.
"We're kidding," Phoebe said. She sat down on the couch and so did Joey. "We really have a name picked out. It's unusual, but we like it. You'll all find out when he's born."
"Oh, come on. Tell us!" Chandler exclaimed.
"No . . . you have to wait," Joey said.
"Fine . . ." Monica said softly. "We won't tell you our baby's name!"
"Monica, you're pregnant?!" Chandler asked with horror. Monica's face fell. She lost!
"No . . ." she grumbled.
"Thank god!" Chandler said, doing his victory dance.
"So, Phoebe," Monica started. "When are you and Joey getting hitched?"
"Joey and I have been talking about it," Phoebe said.
"Yeah, we're getting married in three days," Joey said.
"What?!" Chandler exclaimed.
"You can't possibly plan a wedding in one day!" Monica exclaimed.
"Well, that's because we don't want a big wedding. We want a small church wedding with just our friends. You'll all be standing up there with us."
"What will we wear?" Monica asked.
"Something nice from home. Joey and I aren't even getting wedding clothes," Phoebe explained. "It's going to be my dream wedding. Ever since I was little I've dreamed of having a small, unplanned, non-fancy wedding."
"That's kind of romantic," Monica said with tears in her eyes. She looked at Chandler. "Why didn't we think of that?!"
Chandler just shrugged.
"I'm sorry . . ." he said slowly and began to back away from Monica.
*~*
At Ross and Rachel's apartment, they were laying in bed, holding each other.
"Think that worked?" Ross asked.
"Oh, if that didn't, I give up," Rachel replied.
"You really want a baby, don't you?" Ross asked. Rachel nodded.
"Don't you?" she asked.
"Well, yeah, of course I want a baby, but now that I think about it, I think it might be better to wait."
"What?!" Rachel asked.
"Well, I mean, Hannah's getting close to her terrible two's and having another baby will just make that worse."
"I can't believe you're saying this," Rachel said as she got out of bed and started to put her clothes back on.
"Oh, please don't be mad, Rach," Ross said. "I'd be happy with a new baby, but maybe if we waited a little longer . . ."
"You told me, Ross! You told me we should try now! You were leading me on?"
"No . . .no, of course not," Ross said slowly. "I . . ."
"I can't believe this," Rachel said angrily. She finished dressing and grabbed a bag.
"What's that for?" he asked.
"This bag is the bag I kept packed in case I ever had to leave you," she said as she left.
"That's comforting," Ross said. He realized she was really leaving him and he got out of bed quickly and fell to the floor. He got up and ran out into the living room only to find that Rachel was gone.
*~*
A few days later, Rachel woke up on Monica and Chandler's couch to the smell of eggs and bacon. She sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Oh, Monica, that smells terrible!" Rachel said as she covered her mouth and nose with her hands.
"Sorry . . ." Monica said softly. "You know, you've gotta talk to Ross sometime. He's your baby's father. And, considering the fact that she's sleeping at your apartment, that means that you have to go see her too."
"I see her. He brings her over, I hide until he leaves. Then, I can play with my daughter."
"Rach, this is getting ridiculous. You can't sleep on my couch forever," Monica said.
"I know . . ." Rachel said. "I'm just so pissed. I wish Ross would've told me right away when he didn't want another baby. Instead, he had to be all sweet and do what he knew I wanted.
"Well, damn Ross for being nice," Monica said, rolling her eyes.
"I guess I'll talk to him when he brings Hannah to the wedding," Rachel said. "But, I have some things to do. I'll be back later."
"Okay," Monica said.
*~*
Phoebe was sitting on the couch balancing her breakfast plate on her belly. She was laughing.
Joey was walking around with a towel around his waist. He had obviously just got out of the shower.
"You're still doing that?" Joey asked.
"Well, it's funny. It's the only thing I can do at the moment," Phoebe said tiredly. Joey kissed the top of her head and went into the bedroom of his apartment and got dressed.
"Hey, we have to be at the church in six hours!" Phoebe exclaimed.
"I know," Joey said as he walked out buttoning his pants. "Don't worry, we'll be there on time."
"We better be. I don't want this wedding day to be ruined!" Phoebe exclaimed. Little Chandler, Leslie, and Frank Jr. Jr., who were sitting on the couch the whole time, looked at Phoebe.
"Where are our toys?" Frank Jr. Jr. asked.
"I told you, they're at our apartment. But, they'll be here tomorrow. We're moving in with Uncle Joey," Phoebe said.
"Okay," Frank Jr. Jr. said.
Phoebe stood from the couch slowly and began to walk, her hands on her back.
"God, this kid is getting bigger everyday. He thinks my bladder is a trampoline."
*~*
Hours later, at the church, Joey, Chandler, and Ross were standing on one side of the church in their good suits and Phoebe and Monica were standing on the other side in their best dresses. All of the kids were seated in the pews. In one long pew there was, Ben, Hannah, Frank Jr. Jr., Leslie, Little Chandler, and in baby seats were Ally and Alex.
"Where's Rachel and the priest?" Monica asked. Phoebe gave her a raised eyebrow. The priest walked in.
"No . . ." Monica said softly. Rachel walked in from the other side of the church. Ross saw her immediately and smiled. Rachel looked at him with a small smile on her face.
"You look beautiful, Rach," Ross said softly.
"Thanks," Rachel said. "You . . . you don't look too bad yourself." They looked at each other for a moment and realized that everyone was waiting on them.
The wedding began and Phoebe and Joey were married without any problems. The vows were beautiful, the kiss was beautiful, and the tears came in abundance.
"I can't believe that six friends are now three couples!" Monica said as she cried.
Ross led Rachel away from everyone else and he smiled at her.
"Rachel, god, I'm so sorry," he said softly. "I . . . I saw all of these little kids with their parents and I realized how nice that was with Hannah and I realized how selfish I had been. I didn't realize how much a baby meant to me until I realized how selfish I was. I'm so sorry Rachel,"
"I'm pregnant, Ross," Rachel said softly. "We're having a baby." Ross stared at Rachel for a minute and dropped to his knees. He wrapped his arms around Rachel and kissed her belly.
"Forgive me, Rachel," he said softly.
"I forgive you," Rachel said. She dropped to her knees as well and kissed her husband. "I love you."
"I love you," he replied. "I don't want to fight anymore."
"No more fights," Rachel said. She kissed him again. "No more fights."
Ross and Rachel stared into each other's eyes and rested their foreheads together. They didn't speak for a few moments, only listened to each other's breaths.
"Okay . . .let's get up," Rachel said.
"I was gonna say," Ross said. Rachel laughed and they stood together.
"Want to go tell the others?" Ross asked.
"Nah, let's let them wait. I don't want to steal Phoebe and Joey's thunder," Rachel said. Ross nodded.
"Let's go in there and wish them good luck," Ross said. "Then, we'll get our daughter, go home, and tell her she's going to have a new brother or sister."
"That sounds great," Rachel said. Ross reached his hand out to her and she took it. They walked back to where their friends were and they joined in on the celebration.
Phoebe was walking into Monica and Chandler's apartment, carrying her two-year-old son in one arm and her month old daughter in the other. The seven-year-old triplets followed behind, arguing all the way. Monica was sitting at the kitchen table with Chandler and nearly three-year-old Alex and Ally were sitting there. In a high chair was a year old baby girl.
Phoebe: Hi.
Monica: Hey. What's wrong?
Phoebe: Oh, Joey fell down the stairs again. He's fine, but he can't seem to remember his name.
Monica: Oh. That's nice.
Phoebe: Where's Chandler?
Monica: I think he's divorcing me. I'm not sure though.
Phoebe: Oh that's nice.
Rachel waked in with a nearly three-year-old Hannah and she was carrying two-year-old twin boys in her arms. Ross followed in behind her with a newborn baby in his arms.
Ross: Hey, I just saw Chandler. He's out in the streets trying to hitch hike to Las Vegas.
Phoebe: What?! That's just wrong! Why would he want to be out in the streets? I've done it, it's not pleasant!
Ursula walked in with three men following behind her.
Ursula: Hi Phoebe. These are our long lost brothers.
Phoebe: Hi.
Men: Hi.
Monica looked at Ross and they both shrugged.
Phoebe felt herself beginning to wake up. She woke up and started to scream. Joey, who was lying right beside her woke up.
Joey: Phoebe? Are you okay?
Phoebe: Just a weird dream. I'm okay.
Joey: Was it the one with your three long lost brothers again?
Phoebe: That's the one.
Joey: The doctor said you'd probably have dreams like these in the sixth month.
Phoebe: Yeah, well, I hate that dream! Too many kids, too many weird things. I hope that wasn't a glimpse into the future. I think if it was, I'd want somebody to kill me now.
Joey: Just try to go back to sleep.
*~*
Later, in the afternoon, Rachel was sitting in Monica and Chandler's kitchen, bouncing the six-month-old twins on her knees. Hannah was sitting in her high chair eating a banana. Ally and Alex were laughing and clapping because Rachel's fun game made them laugh.
Monica walked into the kitchen and started to do the dishes.
"So, how's the pregnancy thing?" Monica asked.
"In the words of Phoebe, nope, not knocked up yet," Rachel said dryly. "At least I don't think I am."
"Oh," Monica said. "I'm sorry sweetie."
"It's okay," Rachel said. "But, I want to be pregnant before too long."
"I understand."
Ross walked in with Chandler. They were in sweats. They had been jogging. Rachel wasn't about to say anything to Monica, but Ross thought that taking up running would make him in better shape to help conceive a baby. Chandler knew of course, but he didn't tell Monica that. After all, Ross was her brother.
"Hi honey," Rachel said as she stood up with the twins and walked over to Ross. She kissed him and the babies giggled. Rachel looked down at the babies. "Laugh all you want." She walked over to the playpen and put them both down in it.
"How was your jog?" Rachel asked.
"Invigorating! My blood is really pumping now!" Ross exclaimed. Rachel raised her eyebrows, grabbed her purse and Ross hand.
"Monica, will you watch Hannah for a couple of hours? Thanks!" She exclaimed. She began to run out the door, holding onto Ross. "Come on, run with me honey!"
After the door shut, Hannah looked over at Monica and Chandler.
"Yes sweetie, your mommy and daddy are crazy," Chandler said. Monica laughed and playfully hit Chandler on the arm. She let Hannah out of her high chair and the girl began to run around the apartment.
Monica plopped down on the couch and watched her children playing in the playpen. She laughed. Alex was trying to put a block on top of his sister's head.
"Kids . . ." Monica said with a laugh.
Phoebe and Joey walked into the apartment holding hands.
"Hi Phoebe," Monica said.
"Hey, any luck with baby names yet?" Chandler asked.
"We can't decide," Phoebe said.
"Yeah, it's a tie between The Hulk, Spiderman, and Batman," Joey said. Monica and Chandler looked at them in horror.
"We're kidding," Phoebe said. She sat down on the couch and so did Joey. "We really have a name picked out. It's unusual, but we like it. You'll all find out when he's born."
"Oh, come on. Tell us!" Chandler exclaimed.
"No . . . you have to wait," Joey said.
"Fine . . ." Monica said softly. "We won't tell you our baby's name!"
"Monica, you're pregnant?!" Chandler asked with horror. Monica's face fell. She lost!
"No . . ." she grumbled.
"Thank god!" Chandler said, doing his victory dance.
"So, Phoebe," Monica started. "When are you and Joey getting hitched?"
"Joey and I have been talking about it," Phoebe said.
"Yeah, we're getting married in three days," Joey said.
"What?!" Chandler exclaimed.
"You can't possibly plan a wedding in one day!" Monica exclaimed.
"Well, that's because we don't want a big wedding. We want a small church wedding with just our friends. You'll all be standing up there with us."
"What will we wear?" Monica asked.
"Something nice from home. Joey and I aren't even getting wedding clothes," Phoebe explained. "It's going to be my dream wedding. Ever since I was little I've dreamed of having a small, unplanned, non-fancy wedding."
"That's kind of romantic," Monica said with tears in her eyes. She looked at Chandler. "Why didn't we think of that?!"
Chandler just shrugged.
"I'm sorry . . ." he said slowly and began to back away from Monica.
*~*
At Ross and Rachel's apartment, they were laying in bed, holding each other.
"Think that worked?" Ross asked.
"Oh, if that didn't, I give up," Rachel replied.
"You really want a baby, don't you?" Ross asked. Rachel nodded.
"Don't you?" she asked.
"Well, yeah, of course I want a baby, but now that I think about it, I think it might be better to wait."
"What?!" Rachel asked.
"Well, I mean, Hannah's getting close to her terrible two's and having another baby will just make that worse."
"I can't believe you're saying this," Rachel said as she got out of bed and started to put her clothes back on.
"Oh, please don't be mad, Rach," Ross said. "I'd be happy with a new baby, but maybe if we waited a little longer . . ."
"You told me, Ross! You told me we should try now! You were leading me on?"
"No . . .no, of course not," Ross said slowly. "I . . ."
"I can't believe this," Rachel said angrily. She finished dressing and grabbed a bag.
"What's that for?" he asked.
"This bag is the bag I kept packed in case I ever had to leave you," she said as she left.
"That's comforting," Ross said. He realized she was really leaving him and he got out of bed quickly and fell to the floor. He got up and ran out into the living room only to find that Rachel was gone.
*~*
A few days later, Rachel woke up on Monica and Chandler's couch to the smell of eggs and bacon. She sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Oh, Monica, that smells terrible!" Rachel said as she covered her mouth and nose with her hands.
"Sorry . . ." Monica said softly. "You know, you've gotta talk to Ross sometime. He's your baby's father. And, considering the fact that she's sleeping at your apartment, that means that you have to go see her too."
"I see her. He brings her over, I hide until he leaves. Then, I can play with my daughter."
"Rach, this is getting ridiculous. You can't sleep on my couch forever," Monica said.
"I know . . ." Rachel said. "I'm just so pissed. I wish Ross would've told me right away when he didn't want another baby. Instead, he had to be all sweet and do what he knew I wanted.
"Well, damn Ross for being nice," Monica said, rolling her eyes.
"I guess I'll talk to him when he brings Hannah to the wedding," Rachel said. "But, I have some things to do. I'll be back later."
"Okay," Monica said.
*~*
Phoebe was sitting on the couch balancing her breakfast plate on her belly. She was laughing.
Joey was walking around with a towel around his waist. He had obviously just got out of the shower.
"You're still doing that?" Joey asked.
"Well, it's funny. It's the only thing I can do at the moment," Phoebe said tiredly. Joey kissed the top of her head and went into the bedroom of his apartment and got dressed.
"Hey, we have to be at the church in six hours!" Phoebe exclaimed.
"I know," Joey said as he walked out buttoning his pants. "Don't worry, we'll be there on time."
"We better be. I don't want this wedding day to be ruined!" Phoebe exclaimed. Little Chandler, Leslie, and Frank Jr. Jr., who were sitting on the couch the whole time, looked at Phoebe.
"Where are our toys?" Frank Jr. Jr. asked.
"I told you, they're at our apartment. But, they'll be here tomorrow. We're moving in with Uncle Joey," Phoebe said.
"Okay," Frank Jr. Jr. said.
Phoebe stood from the couch slowly and began to walk, her hands on her back.
"God, this kid is getting bigger everyday. He thinks my bladder is a trampoline."
*~*
Hours later, at the church, Joey, Chandler, and Ross were standing on one side of the church in their good suits and Phoebe and Monica were standing on the other side in their best dresses. All of the kids were seated in the pews. In one long pew there was, Ben, Hannah, Frank Jr. Jr., Leslie, Little Chandler, and in baby seats were Ally and Alex.
"Where's Rachel and the priest?" Monica asked. Phoebe gave her a raised eyebrow. The priest walked in.
"No . . ." Monica said softly. Rachel walked in from the other side of the church. Ross saw her immediately and smiled. Rachel looked at him with a small smile on her face.
"You look beautiful, Rach," Ross said softly.
"Thanks," Rachel said. "You . . . you don't look too bad yourself." They looked at each other for a moment and realized that everyone was waiting on them.
The wedding began and Phoebe and Joey were married without any problems. The vows were beautiful, the kiss was beautiful, and the tears came in abundance.
"I can't believe that six friends are now three couples!" Monica said as she cried.
Ross led Rachel away from everyone else and he smiled at her.
"Rachel, god, I'm so sorry," he said softly. "I . . . I saw all of these little kids with their parents and I realized how nice that was with Hannah and I realized how selfish I had been. I didn't realize how much a baby meant to me until I realized how selfish I was. I'm so sorry Rachel,"
"I'm pregnant, Ross," Rachel said softly. "We're having a baby." Ross stared at Rachel for a minute and dropped to his knees. He wrapped his arms around Rachel and kissed her belly.
"Forgive me, Rachel," he said softly.
"I forgive you," Rachel said. She dropped to her knees as well and kissed her husband. "I love you."
"I love you," he replied. "I don't want to fight anymore."
"No more fights," Rachel said. She kissed him again. "No more fights."
Ross and Rachel stared into each other's eyes and rested their foreheads together. They didn't speak for a few moments, only listened to each other's breaths.
"Okay . . .let's get up," Rachel said.
"I was gonna say," Ross said. Rachel laughed and they stood together.
"Want to go tell the others?" Ross asked.
"Nah, let's let them wait. I don't want to steal Phoebe and Joey's thunder," Rachel said. Ross nodded.
"Let's go in there and wish them good luck," Ross said. "Then, we'll get our daughter, go home, and tell her she's going to have a new brother or sister."
"That sounds great," Rachel said. Ross reached his hand out to her and she took it. They walked back to where their friends were and they joined in on the celebration.