1203 - TOW Everything Changes
It was a warm April afternoon and Ross was standing on the corner of a crosswalk, ready for the walk signal. He was drinking a cup of coffee from them museum and tapping his foot impatiently. He was trying to get home as soon as he could to his wife, his little girl, his three little boys and his month-old baby girls. Life couldn't be any sweeter for Ross Gellar. He was the happiest man in the world. Until one fateful moment threatened everything he had.
What Ross didn't know was that Rachel was on the other side of the cross-walk, behind a large crowd of people. She had left all of the kids at the apartment with Mrs. Jennings for a while. She was planning on meeting Ross on the way home. She was waving at him from the other side, but he obviously didn't see her.
As Ross stood there, he heard a painfully memorable voice.
Chloe: Ross? Ross Gellar?!
Ross turned around quickly to see Chloe, the one woman he hoped he'd never see again in his life.
Ross: Chloe! Oh . . .what . . .what are you doing here?
Chloe: I'm going to work. How have you been?
Rachel couldn't tell who the woman talking to her husband was, but from the look on Ross' face, he looked scared. Rachel felt a pang of anger go through her and she was scared. She looked at the walk signal which hadn't shown up yet. Was it taking so long on purpose?
Chloe: So Ross . . .how have you been?
Ross: Married. Very HAPPILY married.
Chloe: Oh, who's the lucky lady?
Ross: Rachel.
Chloe: Oh . . .
Ross: Chloe . . .I . . .
Rachel read Ross' lips and saw that he said Chloe. Chloe?! This was the woman he slept with! When she and Ross were on a break, he slept with Chloe!
Chloe: Oh, it was good to see you again! I accidentally left something at my apartment. I'll see you around.
Chloe hugged Ross and kissed him on the cheek.
Ross: Uh . . .
Ross was thankful when the signal showed up. He sighed with relief and proceeded to cross, only to see his angry wife, Rachel standing there in the middle of the street.
Ross: Hi honey!
Rachel: Don't you even say that to me!
Ross: Rachel . . .
Rachel: Chloe?! That was Chloe! Oh God! Why was she even here? Why was she touching you, hugging you, and kissing you?!
Ross: Honey . . .it's not what it looked like . . .
Rachel: Why do I feel like you're lying to me?
Ross: What?! No! Rachel, I would never lie to you!
Rachel: Well, you lied to me before. How can I trust you to . . .Look, I can't think about this right now. I'm going home. Don't come home right away. Go take a walk or something. I need some time.
Rachel left swiftly, anger running through her veins. She choked back tears as she headed for her apartment.
*~*
Chandler was walking out of the bathroom, drying his hands on a hand towel. He had a look of disgust on his face. Monica was sitting on the couch holding Jessie.
Chandler: Monica, I have a question . . .
Monica: What is it honey?
Chandler: Is that much . . . stuff supposed to come out of a baby that little?! Is that natural? Is that healthy?! Alex and Ally never did that!
Monica: Honey, first of all, all babies are different, second of all, you gave Jessie prune juice!
Chandler: Well, the doctor suggested it for her digestion!
Monica: You could've picked apple juice, but no, you HAD to get prune juice. I'm going to cleaning that off of the wall for weeks!
Chandler: Okay, well, was it supposed to be projectile?!
Monica laughed and cradled her baby in her arms. She patted her on the bottom as she rocked her and suddenly cringed.
Monica: Prune juice is taking effect again.
Chandler: I just washed up. You take care of it this time.
Monica just sighed and ran into the nursery with Jessie. Casey, who was in her baby swing, gave a gigantic yawn, and stuck her foot in her mouth. Chandler just shook his head, not knowing how any baby could do that either.
Alex ran into the room with Ally right behind him.
Alex: Daddy! Daddy!
Chandler: What? What?
Alex: Potty! Potty! In the big potty!
Ally: Me too! Me too!
Chandler: What?! Really?! Praise God! Two less kids to diaper!
Chandler picked up both Ally and Alex, who were giggling, and he paraded around them room with them. Monica came back out a minute later and looked at Chandler.
Monica: What's going on out here?
Chandler: Good news! We can cut back on diapers!
Monica: They used the big potty?!
Chandler: Yes!
Monica: All right! That's my good kids!
Chandler: I think that deserves ice cream!
Alex/Ally: Yay! Ice cream!
*~*
Phoebe was playing the guitar for Draven. He was having trouble sleeping during his nap.
Phoebe: Okay, what do you want to hear?
Draven: No Smelly Cat!
Phoebe: No Smelly Cat?!
Draven: No!
Phoebe: Okay . . .Let's see what I can come up with here . . .
Draven: Yay!
Phoebe (singing): There once was a little boy named Draven. He couldn't sleep so his mommy bought him a . . . raven! He thought it was pretty brave and . . .he threw him . . .in the . . .la la la la!
Draven: Yay! Nice song!
Phoebe congratulated herself secretly for making a nice save. Soon, her son was asleep and she was tip-toeing out of the room and into the living room where Courtney and Brandon were in their baby swings. They were sleeping soundly and Phoebe was glad. She decided to call her husband. She picked up the phone and dialed Joey's number. A few rings later, he answered.
Joey: Hello?
Phoebe: Hi!
Joey: Hi! Who's this?
Phoebe: It's me!
Joey: Hello . . . uh . . .me . . .
Phoebe: Joey! It's me, Phoebe!
Joey: Oh! Hi honey! Is everything okay?
Phoebe: Yeah. . .I as just bored and I wanted to talk to you.
Joey: Well, I'm glad you called me. I'm glad the director gave me the day off. Actually, I told him that I had a bad rash . . .a very bad rash and I couldn't concentrate so he told me to take the day off and make sure I was rash-free by tomorrow.
Phoebe laughed.
Phoebe: It's just good to hear your voice.
Joey: Yeah . . .I know the feeling.
*~*
Rachel burst into her apartment carrying Cheyenne and Amber. Hannah, Jonah, Thomas, and Caleb followed in behind her.
Rachel: Okay, Hannah, will you go to your room?
Hannah: What did I do?
Rachel: Nothing sweetie. Mommy just needs some time to think.
Hannah: Okay . . .
Hannah went off to her room.
Rachel took the twins to their cribs and then she took the triplets into the nursery and put them in their cribs as well. They weren't happy, but they decided they were tired and would take a nap anyway. She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of vodka. She needed just a little drink. She couldn't get drunk because she had six kids to take care of, but she could have a little bit. She figured it might make herself feel a little bit better.
Rachel slumped down at the kitchen counter and sipped slowly at her drink. She was hurting so bad. A part of it was from embarrassment, a part of it was from anger, a part of it from hurt, a part of it from not really knowing what to believe. She loved Ross for God's sakes. She was supposed to trust him and he was supposed to trust her! Why was this old ghost coming back to haunt her again.
*~*
Ross was sitting on a park bench in Central Park. He looked so sad and depressed, but he knew he'd have to go home and face Rachel. What did he have to be ashamed of? He didn't want Chloe to kiss him or touch him or anything! She just came up to him! Why was this happening? Just when everything was going right, something like this had to happen to screw it all up!
Ross sighed heavily and watched as the sun began to set. He just shrugged and realized that yet another day was passing and he was just getting closer to dying. Why was he thinking like this? What happened to the happiest man alive?
Ross heard footsteps approaching him. He looked over to see Chloe walking. She looked at Ross and smiled.
Chloe: Wow! We just keep running into each other! What does this mean? Is it fate?
Ross: I don't think so.
Chloe: So, you're married now, huh? Got any kids?
Ross: Rachel and I have six. I have seven though, my little boy . . .
Chloe: Oh, yes . . .
Ross: Look, Chloe, we shouldn't talk.
Chloe: Why? Is she jealous? Doesn't she let you talk to other women at all? I mean, she sounds like one of those nagging, over-protective, jealous wives.
Ross felt himself almost agreeing with Chloe. He shook the thought from him head.
Ross: I'm married and I have children. . .
Chloe pulled out a piece of paper with a phone number written in it. She stuck it in his front coat pocket. Chloe leaned in and kissed Ross' lips softly. Ross felt himself giving into temptation, but he pulled back when he thought of the love of his life, his wonderful, beautiful wife, Rachel.
Ross: No! Chloe! I can't do this! I. . .I could be ruining my whole life! I have to go home now!
Chloe: Well, you have my number now . . .just in case. If you need me, all you have to do is call . . .I'll be there.
Ross: Chloe . . .I . . .
Chloe: Shh . . .you don't have to say a word. I know what you're thinking . . .I know you'd like to be with me for one night, but you'd be betraying her and you love her.
Ross: You messed up my whole life with her! You . . . You were there that morning!
Chloe: You didn't have to sleep with me you know . . .
Ross: I have to go.
Chloe: You have my number. Use it if you need me. I'll be waiting for your call.
Ross just sighed and walked off toward home. He didn't know what to do. What would Rachel say if she had seen that? He hoped to God that she would never have to find out about what had just happened.
*~*
Rachel was lying on the couch, looking at the clock. She had told him to take a walk, not a vacation! Where the hell was he? As the seconds had ticked away to minutes and the minutes to hours, he hadn't shown up. Rachel was fuming mad but she was scared.
As Ross walked into the apartment, he turned the lights on to find Rachel sitting on the couch, her lips pursed, her arms crossed, and a glare in her eyes.
Ross: Rachel . . .
Rachel: Why? Why didn't you just leave when you saw her?
Ross: She caught me off guard! I swear, Rachel!
Ross walked over to the couch and sat down as Rachel's eyes adjusted to the light. He looked at her beautiful face and he felt so sad that he'd even spoken to Chloe.
Ross: I know this looks bad . . .
Rachel: Have you been dressing as a woman lately?
Ross: What?
Rachel: You have lipstick on . . .well, at least some of it and it's smudged.
Rachel gave a dry laugh and shook her head. She looked down, only to see a paper sticking out of Ross' pocket. She picked it out of his pocket before Ross had a moment to explain.
Rachel: Chloe . . .555 - 48 . . . Her phone number, Ross? You have her phone number? Well, I can only assume that that lipstick is from her lips.
Ross: Honey! I can explain! I promise! I know this looks bad . . . but . . .
Rachel: No! Don't even try to defend yourself! Just . . .get out.
Ross: Honey . . .
Rachel: Get your ass the hell out of this apartment!
Ross looked so hurt . . .but he knew Rachel was hurting. He just stood up and left, shutting the door behind him on the way out.
Rachel sat on the couch, breaking down into tears. How could Ross do this to her? After all they had been through . . .he was cheating on her again! She was so angry, so hurt, and so . . .so . . .afraid! What was going to happen?! She had six children with the man . . .six! What was going to happen now? Rachel continued to sob as her little girl came out of the room.
Hannah: Mommy? I heard daddy . . .where's daddy . . .
Rachel: He's . . .he's not here right . . .right now.
Hannah: Why are you crying? Mommy? What's wrong?
Rachel: Oh, honey, it's nothing for you to worry about. You just go in there and get into your pajamas. I'll tuck you in early tonight.
Hannah: Okay mommy.
Hannah started to go back into her room.
Rachel: Hannah?
Hannah: Yes mommy?
Rachel: I love you sweetie.
Hannah grinned.
Hannah: I love you too mommy.
Hannah went back into her room and closed the door. Rachel began sobbing uncontrollably. What was going to happen to her family?
On the next episode: Rachel is hurt and very upset about the recent discoveries she thought she has made. Ross, knowing that nothing happened, tries to explain it all to Rachel. Will Rachel listen? Will she even try to believe him? Will Ross and Rachel be able to put the past behind them for good?
On the next episode: 1204 - TOW Heartbreak
It was a warm April afternoon and Ross was standing on the corner of a crosswalk, ready for the walk signal. He was drinking a cup of coffee from them museum and tapping his foot impatiently. He was trying to get home as soon as he could to his wife, his little girl, his three little boys and his month-old baby girls. Life couldn't be any sweeter for Ross Gellar. He was the happiest man in the world. Until one fateful moment threatened everything he had.
What Ross didn't know was that Rachel was on the other side of the cross-walk, behind a large crowd of people. She had left all of the kids at the apartment with Mrs. Jennings for a while. She was planning on meeting Ross on the way home. She was waving at him from the other side, but he obviously didn't see her.
As Ross stood there, he heard a painfully memorable voice.
Chloe: Ross? Ross Gellar?!
Ross turned around quickly to see Chloe, the one woman he hoped he'd never see again in his life.
Ross: Chloe! Oh . . .what . . .what are you doing here?
Chloe: I'm going to work. How have you been?
Rachel couldn't tell who the woman talking to her husband was, but from the look on Ross' face, he looked scared. Rachel felt a pang of anger go through her and she was scared. She looked at the walk signal which hadn't shown up yet. Was it taking so long on purpose?
Chloe: So Ross . . .how have you been?
Ross: Married. Very HAPPILY married.
Chloe: Oh, who's the lucky lady?
Ross: Rachel.
Chloe: Oh . . .
Ross: Chloe . . .I . . .
Rachel read Ross' lips and saw that he said Chloe. Chloe?! This was the woman he slept with! When she and Ross were on a break, he slept with Chloe!
Chloe: Oh, it was good to see you again! I accidentally left something at my apartment. I'll see you around.
Chloe hugged Ross and kissed him on the cheek.
Ross: Uh . . .
Ross was thankful when the signal showed up. He sighed with relief and proceeded to cross, only to see his angry wife, Rachel standing there in the middle of the street.
Ross: Hi honey!
Rachel: Don't you even say that to me!
Ross: Rachel . . .
Rachel: Chloe?! That was Chloe! Oh God! Why was she even here? Why was she touching you, hugging you, and kissing you?!
Ross: Honey . . .it's not what it looked like . . .
Rachel: Why do I feel like you're lying to me?
Ross: What?! No! Rachel, I would never lie to you!
Rachel: Well, you lied to me before. How can I trust you to . . .Look, I can't think about this right now. I'm going home. Don't come home right away. Go take a walk or something. I need some time.
Rachel left swiftly, anger running through her veins. She choked back tears as she headed for her apartment.
*~*
Chandler was walking out of the bathroom, drying his hands on a hand towel. He had a look of disgust on his face. Monica was sitting on the couch holding Jessie.
Chandler: Monica, I have a question . . .
Monica: What is it honey?
Chandler: Is that much . . . stuff supposed to come out of a baby that little?! Is that natural? Is that healthy?! Alex and Ally never did that!
Monica: Honey, first of all, all babies are different, second of all, you gave Jessie prune juice!
Chandler: Well, the doctor suggested it for her digestion!
Monica: You could've picked apple juice, but no, you HAD to get prune juice. I'm going to cleaning that off of the wall for weeks!
Chandler: Okay, well, was it supposed to be projectile?!
Monica laughed and cradled her baby in her arms. She patted her on the bottom as she rocked her and suddenly cringed.
Monica: Prune juice is taking effect again.
Chandler: I just washed up. You take care of it this time.
Monica just sighed and ran into the nursery with Jessie. Casey, who was in her baby swing, gave a gigantic yawn, and stuck her foot in her mouth. Chandler just shook his head, not knowing how any baby could do that either.
Alex ran into the room with Ally right behind him.
Alex: Daddy! Daddy!
Chandler: What? What?
Alex: Potty! Potty! In the big potty!
Ally: Me too! Me too!
Chandler: What?! Really?! Praise God! Two less kids to diaper!
Chandler picked up both Ally and Alex, who were giggling, and he paraded around them room with them. Monica came back out a minute later and looked at Chandler.
Monica: What's going on out here?
Chandler: Good news! We can cut back on diapers!
Monica: They used the big potty?!
Chandler: Yes!
Monica: All right! That's my good kids!
Chandler: I think that deserves ice cream!
Alex/Ally: Yay! Ice cream!
*~*
Phoebe was playing the guitar for Draven. He was having trouble sleeping during his nap.
Phoebe: Okay, what do you want to hear?
Draven: No Smelly Cat!
Phoebe: No Smelly Cat?!
Draven: No!
Phoebe: Okay . . .Let's see what I can come up with here . . .
Draven: Yay!
Phoebe (singing): There once was a little boy named Draven. He couldn't sleep so his mommy bought him a . . . raven! He thought it was pretty brave and . . .he threw him . . .in the . . .la la la la!
Draven: Yay! Nice song!
Phoebe congratulated herself secretly for making a nice save. Soon, her son was asleep and she was tip-toeing out of the room and into the living room where Courtney and Brandon were in their baby swings. They were sleeping soundly and Phoebe was glad. She decided to call her husband. She picked up the phone and dialed Joey's number. A few rings later, he answered.
Joey: Hello?
Phoebe: Hi!
Joey: Hi! Who's this?
Phoebe: It's me!
Joey: Hello . . . uh . . .me . . .
Phoebe: Joey! It's me, Phoebe!
Joey: Oh! Hi honey! Is everything okay?
Phoebe: Yeah. . .I as just bored and I wanted to talk to you.
Joey: Well, I'm glad you called me. I'm glad the director gave me the day off. Actually, I told him that I had a bad rash . . .a very bad rash and I couldn't concentrate so he told me to take the day off and make sure I was rash-free by tomorrow.
Phoebe laughed.
Phoebe: It's just good to hear your voice.
Joey: Yeah . . .I know the feeling.
*~*
Rachel burst into her apartment carrying Cheyenne and Amber. Hannah, Jonah, Thomas, and Caleb followed in behind her.
Rachel: Okay, Hannah, will you go to your room?
Hannah: What did I do?
Rachel: Nothing sweetie. Mommy just needs some time to think.
Hannah: Okay . . .
Hannah went off to her room.
Rachel took the twins to their cribs and then she took the triplets into the nursery and put them in their cribs as well. They weren't happy, but they decided they were tired and would take a nap anyway. She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of vodka. She needed just a little drink. She couldn't get drunk because she had six kids to take care of, but she could have a little bit. She figured it might make herself feel a little bit better.
Rachel slumped down at the kitchen counter and sipped slowly at her drink. She was hurting so bad. A part of it was from embarrassment, a part of it was from anger, a part of it from hurt, a part of it from not really knowing what to believe. She loved Ross for God's sakes. She was supposed to trust him and he was supposed to trust her! Why was this old ghost coming back to haunt her again.
*~*
Ross was sitting on a park bench in Central Park. He looked so sad and depressed, but he knew he'd have to go home and face Rachel. What did he have to be ashamed of? He didn't want Chloe to kiss him or touch him or anything! She just came up to him! Why was this happening? Just when everything was going right, something like this had to happen to screw it all up!
Ross sighed heavily and watched as the sun began to set. He just shrugged and realized that yet another day was passing and he was just getting closer to dying. Why was he thinking like this? What happened to the happiest man alive?
Ross heard footsteps approaching him. He looked over to see Chloe walking. She looked at Ross and smiled.
Chloe: Wow! We just keep running into each other! What does this mean? Is it fate?
Ross: I don't think so.
Chloe: So, you're married now, huh? Got any kids?
Ross: Rachel and I have six. I have seven though, my little boy . . .
Chloe: Oh, yes . . .
Ross: Look, Chloe, we shouldn't talk.
Chloe: Why? Is she jealous? Doesn't she let you talk to other women at all? I mean, she sounds like one of those nagging, over-protective, jealous wives.
Ross felt himself almost agreeing with Chloe. He shook the thought from him head.
Ross: I'm married and I have children. . .
Chloe pulled out a piece of paper with a phone number written in it. She stuck it in his front coat pocket. Chloe leaned in and kissed Ross' lips softly. Ross felt himself giving into temptation, but he pulled back when he thought of the love of his life, his wonderful, beautiful wife, Rachel.
Ross: No! Chloe! I can't do this! I. . .I could be ruining my whole life! I have to go home now!
Chloe: Well, you have my number now . . .just in case. If you need me, all you have to do is call . . .I'll be there.
Ross: Chloe . . .I . . .
Chloe: Shh . . .you don't have to say a word. I know what you're thinking . . .I know you'd like to be with me for one night, but you'd be betraying her and you love her.
Ross: You messed up my whole life with her! You . . . You were there that morning!
Chloe: You didn't have to sleep with me you know . . .
Ross: I have to go.
Chloe: You have my number. Use it if you need me. I'll be waiting for your call.
Ross just sighed and walked off toward home. He didn't know what to do. What would Rachel say if she had seen that? He hoped to God that she would never have to find out about what had just happened.
*~*
Rachel was lying on the couch, looking at the clock. She had told him to take a walk, not a vacation! Where the hell was he? As the seconds had ticked away to minutes and the minutes to hours, he hadn't shown up. Rachel was fuming mad but she was scared.
As Ross walked into the apartment, he turned the lights on to find Rachel sitting on the couch, her lips pursed, her arms crossed, and a glare in her eyes.
Ross: Rachel . . .
Rachel: Why? Why didn't you just leave when you saw her?
Ross: She caught me off guard! I swear, Rachel!
Ross walked over to the couch and sat down as Rachel's eyes adjusted to the light. He looked at her beautiful face and he felt so sad that he'd even spoken to Chloe.
Ross: I know this looks bad . . .
Rachel: Have you been dressing as a woman lately?
Ross: What?
Rachel: You have lipstick on . . .well, at least some of it and it's smudged.
Rachel gave a dry laugh and shook her head. She looked down, only to see a paper sticking out of Ross' pocket. She picked it out of his pocket before Ross had a moment to explain.
Rachel: Chloe . . .555 - 48 . . . Her phone number, Ross? You have her phone number? Well, I can only assume that that lipstick is from her lips.
Ross: Honey! I can explain! I promise! I know this looks bad . . . but . . .
Rachel: No! Don't even try to defend yourself! Just . . .get out.
Ross: Honey . . .
Rachel: Get your ass the hell out of this apartment!
Ross looked so hurt . . .but he knew Rachel was hurting. He just stood up and left, shutting the door behind him on the way out.
Rachel sat on the couch, breaking down into tears. How could Ross do this to her? After all they had been through . . .he was cheating on her again! She was so angry, so hurt, and so . . .so . . .afraid! What was going to happen?! She had six children with the man . . .six! What was going to happen now? Rachel continued to sob as her little girl came out of the room.
Hannah: Mommy? I heard daddy . . .where's daddy . . .
Rachel: He's . . .he's not here right . . .right now.
Hannah: Why are you crying? Mommy? What's wrong?
Rachel: Oh, honey, it's nothing for you to worry about. You just go in there and get into your pajamas. I'll tuck you in early tonight.
Hannah: Okay mommy.
Hannah started to go back into her room.
Rachel: Hannah?
Hannah: Yes mommy?
Rachel: I love you sweetie.
Hannah grinned.
Hannah: I love you too mommy.
Hannah went back into her room and closed the door. Rachel began sobbing uncontrollably. What was going to happen to her family?
On the next episode: Rachel is hurt and very upset about the recent discoveries she thought she has made. Ross, knowing that nothing happened, tries to explain it all to Rachel. Will Rachel listen? Will she even try to believe him? Will Ross and Rachel be able to put the past behind them for good?
On the next episode: 1204 - TOW Heartbreak