1207 - TOW Rachel Needs Help
Rachel was sitting on a park bench in Central Park. She was spending the day with Hannah, Cheyenne and Amber. Ross had Thomas, Caleb, and Jonah for a boy's day out. He had them on the other side of the park, but they were far enough away from the girls. With, Cheyenne and Amber being three-months-old they were more alert and they were looking around at things and noticing them a lot more. Rachel was glad that they were growing up well and they were happy.
Hannah: Mommy, can I go over there and play with Ben?
Rachel: What?!
Hannah: My brother! Ben is over there, mommy!
Rachel: Wow, I haven't seen Ben in a long time. He's gotten so big!
Hannah: Mom!
Rachel: Go on. I'll walk over with you.
Rachel followed Hannah over to the monkey bars where Ben was playing. She pushed the twins' stroller over to the monkey bars.
Ben: Hi Aunt Rachel! I just saw dad and my little brothers over there on the other side of the park!
Rachel: Hey Ben! Wow! It's been what . . .three years?
Ben: Yeah . . . me and mom and . . .mom were in California for awhile. Are those my sisters?
Rachel: Yeah, this is Cheyenne and this is Amber. You remember Hannah.
Ben: Yeah!
Rachel: Today is your birthday, isn't it? You're how old now?
Ben: Twelve.
Rachel: Wow . . .
Ben: Hey, I better go. I have baseball practice in an hour.
Rachel: Okay . . .bye Ben
Ben: Bye.
Ben left and Hannah played on the monkey bars, under Rachel's supervision.
*~*
On the other side of the park, Ross was pushing his sons in the little swings. They were laughing and having a good time.
Ross: Well boys, this is probably your third visit to the park. It's June, it's warm, and it's sunny.
Ben: Dad?
Ross turned around.
Ross: Hey. You need a ride home?
Ben: No, I need a ride to baseball practice.
Ross: Okay, I have the van. I'll take you.
Rachel came running across the park pushing the baby stroller and holding Hannah's hand.
Ross: Hey . . . honey, I thought we were having a day . . .
Rachel: Oh, screw that. I need you to take the girls too. Hannah wants to see her brother and she won't go unless the twins go.
Ross: Alright. I think we can all fit in there.
Rachel: Okay. Thanks honey. I'll be home later. I'm just going to walk around for awhile.
Ross: Okay.
Ross kissed her and then left with all of the kids.
Rachel walked off in the other direction.
*~*
Joey was holding little Courtney. He was sitting in some sweat pants and his shirt was off. He had just got up and Phoebe was still sleeping. Courtney had recently woken up and wanted attention a bottle, so Joey was in charge of that for a while. That was Phoebe's rule. Joey got up early since he missed the first two months.
Joey: Come on baby. Please go to sleep. I'll buy you a pony or . . .I'll buy you a big horse! No? Well, how about . . .I'll give you twenty bucks allowance every week?
The baby started to drift off to sleep quickly and Joey was relieved. But then he realized that he'd probably be forking out sixty bucks a week just for the kids. Naturally, if Courtney got twenty dollars, then Brandon and Draven would have to as well.
Joey: Okay . . . time to go back to bed. . .
Joey put the baby back in her crib and started to tip-toe out of the room when Brandon started crying. Joey sighed and picked his son up. He carried him out of the nursery and into the living room.
Joey: Okay, I promise . . . I'll give you twenty bucks too. Okay?
Brandon cried and cried.
Joey: Okay! Thirty!
Brandon wailed even louder.
Joey: Shhh! Okay, okay! Fifty!
Brandon quieted down. Joey sighed and took him into the nursery. He put him down and when he was leaving, Draven shouted from his nursery.
Draven: Daddy!
Joey: What do you want from me?!
Joey walked into Draven's nursery and looked at him.
Joey: What is it Draven?
Draven: Hungry! Food!
Joey: Oh . . .okay . . .
Joey picked his son up out of the crib and carried him into the kitchen. He put him in his high chair and started to make a little sandwich.
Joey: Okay, first, to make a sandwich a la Joey, you have to get two pieces of bread, some . . .
Phoebe: Joey?!
Joey: Yeah?
Phoebe: Are you cooking for our son?
Joey: Yeah. Why?
Phoebe got out of bed quickly and ran into the kitchen.
Phoebe: That's okay . . . I'm up! I want him to have healthy food! I want our kids to be vegetarians!
Joey: What?! He's . . .what's life without sandwiches!
Phoebe: He CAN have sandwiches! He can have . . .toast . . .and jelly sandwiches!
Joey: Oh, that's healthy . . .
Phoebe: Joey! He . . .look at him! He's all pudgy and . . .he needs healthy food!
Joey: Fine. But Brandon gets to eat meat! Courtney can be a vegetarian if you want her to be, but I want at least one of my sons to be able to appreciate a Tribiani sandwich when he tastes one!
Phoebe: Great! We'll have to, healthy, skinny little kids and one, big, unhealthy one!
*~*
Monica was looking around the apartment for a shoe for Ally, who had lost it sometime that morning. She and Alex were starting summer pre-school and they were scared to leave their mother for that long. Monica was more than ready to get them into the pre-school because that meant that she just had two babies to take care of. She had asked Rachel, who had put Hannah in there and Rachel said it was a great idea. Hannah was out of pre-school and when she turned six in a couple of years, she was going to start Kindergarten.
Ally was running around with a piece of banana in her mouth. She was helping her mom find her shoe, and it wasn't working out.
Chandler: Monica, honey, do you think that it's too early for pre-school?
Monica: Honey, they're nearly three years old. I think an early start is best.
Chandler: But . . .
Monica: Just think . . .two less kids for a few hours every day!
Chandler: So, what time does school start?
Monica: Now you're talking!
There was knock on the door and Ross came through with all of the kids.
Monica: Hey Ross.
Ross: Hey . . .I dropped Ben off at practice and took the kids. Rachel's not home yet. Have you seen her?
Chandler: We haven' t seen her . . .it's only eleven in the morning . . .I'm sure that she's on her way home though.
Monica: Hey, she was where?
Ross: At the park.
Monica: Um, leave the kids here. Go find Rachel. I know she can take care of herself, but there's been a lot of muggings lately . . .and . . .
Ross hurried out the door and left Hannah, Jonah, Thomas, Caleb, Cheyenne, and Amber with Monica and Chandler.
*~*
Phoebe was feeding Draven carrot sticks and celery sticks. Joey was gagging in the corner, but Draven seemed to like the food.
Phoebe: Ah, that's mommy's boy.
Joey: He doesn't like it.
Phoebe: So when a baby frowns he likes it? Look at him! He looks like he's happy. Like he is eating a Happy Meal or something.
Joey: Fine . . .
Phoebe: Oh, get over it, Joey! You're just mad cause you're wrong!
Joey: I am not!
Phoebe laughed and picked up Draven out of his high chair. She carried him over to Joey and held him in front of Joey.
Phoebe: Hey, say, "Hi daddy! I'm the healthy baby!"
Joey: Okay, I got the point!
Phoebe took Draven into the bathroom and drew a bath. She put him in it and he started splashing around like any normal kid would. Phoebe could hear Courtney crying from the nursery. She left the bathroom and sent Joey in right away to watch Draven. Phoebe went in to get Courtney who was in serious need of a diaper change.
Soon, she was sleeping and Draven was running around the apartment, freshly dressed. All was quiet when Draven went in for a nap. Phoebe plopped down on the couch next to Joey and he started kissing her neck.
Phoebe: Whoa . . .okay, what are you doing?
Joey: Come on Pheebs! It's been . . .a long time! We never have any time alone . . .please?
Phoebe: Well . . .okay . . .but only for a little while. . .ooh . . .okay! Let's go!
Phoebe and Joey hurried into the bedroom and closed the door behind them.
*~*
Rachel had been walking toward the apartment, about to leave the park, when she had been knocked out by a flying ball from a kid's soccer game. Ross had seen this happen and he was hurrying towards her. But, as he was going towards her, she started to come around and a guy with a gun pulled walked up to her. She looked scared and Ross could hear him tell her to give him all of her stuff. Ross was so scared for Rachel . . .he couldn't let this happen. He ran behind a nearby tree and got close enough to sneak up behind the guy. Ross knocked the guy in the back and he stumbled forward, losing the gun. Ross pushed him down onto the ground and started punching him. When he let up, he looked at the man with hatred in his eyes.
Ross: Get the hell out of here and I won't call the police!
The man ran off without his gun and Ross looked to Rachel.
Ross: Are you okay?
Rachel: Yeah, there's a nasty bump on my head though. I'm okay. Just . . . a little shaky. Thank you . . .
Ross: I . . .I shouldn't have left you here . . .
Rachel: Ross . . .I'm not a child! I'm a grown woman!
Ross: But the muggings . . .
Rachel: I'm okay.
Ross: What if I hadn't have been here?
Rachel: Well, you were here and that's all that matters, right?
Ross: I was really scared, Rachel.
Rachel: Well, do you think I was Miss Mary Sunshine?
Ross: I'm just glad you're okay.
Rachel: Me too . . .thank you . . .
Ross kissed Rachel softly and helped her walk.
Rachel: I'm okay. You don't have to hold on to me like that.
Ross: I want to . . .
Rachel smiled and rested her head on Ross shoulder.
Rachel: I think that I'll stick to shopping mall's from now on.
Ross smiled and they both headed for home.
*~*
Joey and Phoebe were laying in bed, smiling at each other.
Joey: I'm so . . .I'm so glad that we . . .
Phoebe: Yeah, I know.
Joey: You were amazing.
Phoebe: I know. You weren't so bad yourself.
Joey: We . . .we're . . .we have to do that more often.
Phoebe giggled and kissed Joey.
Phoebe: Oh . . .we will, my love. We will.
Phoebe looked at Joey and he looked her. They smiled at each other and laughed a little. They were happy to finally have had some time alone together. Maybe they would get to have a little more time. . .nope. Brandon started crying.
Phoebe: Ugh . . .I'll get him.
Courtney started in as well.
Joey: And I'll get her.
Phoebe: Oh, we're so agreeable!
They got out of bed and pulled on their bathrobes, going back to reality and to the reality of parenthood.
On the next episode: When a serious accident puts one of the gang in serious condition, everybody things of what life might have been without them.
1208 - TOW the Wreck
Rachel was sitting on a park bench in Central Park. She was spending the day with Hannah, Cheyenne and Amber. Ross had Thomas, Caleb, and Jonah for a boy's day out. He had them on the other side of the park, but they were far enough away from the girls. With, Cheyenne and Amber being three-months-old they were more alert and they were looking around at things and noticing them a lot more. Rachel was glad that they were growing up well and they were happy.
Hannah: Mommy, can I go over there and play with Ben?
Rachel: What?!
Hannah: My brother! Ben is over there, mommy!
Rachel: Wow, I haven't seen Ben in a long time. He's gotten so big!
Hannah: Mom!
Rachel: Go on. I'll walk over with you.
Rachel followed Hannah over to the monkey bars where Ben was playing. She pushed the twins' stroller over to the monkey bars.
Ben: Hi Aunt Rachel! I just saw dad and my little brothers over there on the other side of the park!
Rachel: Hey Ben! Wow! It's been what . . .three years?
Ben: Yeah . . . me and mom and . . .mom were in California for awhile. Are those my sisters?
Rachel: Yeah, this is Cheyenne and this is Amber. You remember Hannah.
Ben: Yeah!
Rachel: Today is your birthday, isn't it? You're how old now?
Ben: Twelve.
Rachel: Wow . . .
Ben: Hey, I better go. I have baseball practice in an hour.
Rachel: Okay . . .bye Ben
Ben: Bye.
Ben left and Hannah played on the monkey bars, under Rachel's supervision.
*~*
On the other side of the park, Ross was pushing his sons in the little swings. They were laughing and having a good time.
Ross: Well boys, this is probably your third visit to the park. It's June, it's warm, and it's sunny.
Ben: Dad?
Ross turned around.
Ross: Hey. You need a ride home?
Ben: No, I need a ride to baseball practice.
Ross: Okay, I have the van. I'll take you.
Rachel came running across the park pushing the baby stroller and holding Hannah's hand.
Ross: Hey . . . honey, I thought we were having a day . . .
Rachel: Oh, screw that. I need you to take the girls too. Hannah wants to see her brother and she won't go unless the twins go.
Ross: Alright. I think we can all fit in there.
Rachel: Okay. Thanks honey. I'll be home later. I'm just going to walk around for awhile.
Ross: Okay.
Ross kissed her and then left with all of the kids.
Rachel walked off in the other direction.
*~*
Joey was holding little Courtney. He was sitting in some sweat pants and his shirt was off. He had just got up and Phoebe was still sleeping. Courtney had recently woken up and wanted attention a bottle, so Joey was in charge of that for a while. That was Phoebe's rule. Joey got up early since he missed the first two months.
Joey: Come on baby. Please go to sleep. I'll buy you a pony or . . .I'll buy you a big horse! No? Well, how about . . .I'll give you twenty bucks allowance every week?
The baby started to drift off to sleep quickly and Joey was relieved. But then he realized that he'd probably be forking out sixty bucks a week just for the kids. Naturally, if Courtney got twenty dollars, then Brandon and Draven would have to as well.
Joey: Okay . . . time to go back to bed. . .
Joey put the baby back in her crib and started to tip-toe out of the room when Brandon started crying. Joey sighed and picked his son up. He carried him out of the nursery and into the living room.
Joey: Okay, I promise . . . I'll give you twenty bucks too. Okay?
Brandon cried and cried.
Joey: Okay! Thirty!
Brandon wailed even louder.
Joey: Shhh! Okay, okay! Fifty!
Brandon quieted down. Joey sighed and took him into the nursery. He put him down and when he was leaving, Draven shouted from his nursery.
Draven: Daddy!
Joey: What do you want from me?!
Joey walked into Draven's nursery and looked at him.
Joey: What is it Draven?
Draven: Hungry! Food!
Joey: Oh . . .okay . . .
Joey picked his son up out of the crib and carried him into the kitchen. He put him in his high chair and started to make a little sandwich.
Joey: Okay, first, to make a sandwich a la Joey, you have to get two pieces of bread, some . . .
Phoebe: Joey?!
Joey: Yeah?
Phoebe: Are you cooking for our son?
Joey: Yeah. Why?
Phoebe got out of bed quickly and ran into the kitchen.
Phoebe: That's okay . . . I'm up! I want him to have healthy food! I want our kids to be vegetarians!
Joey: What?! He's . . .what's life without sandwiches!
Phoebe: He CAN have sandwiches! He can have . . .toast . . .and jelly sandwiches!
Joey: Oh, that's healthy . . .
Phoebe: Joey! He . . .look at him! He's all pudgy and . . .he needs healthy food!
Joey: Fine. But Brandon gets to eat meat! Courtney can be a vegetarian if you want her to be, but I want at least one of my sons to be able to appreciate a Tribiani sandwich when he tastes one!
Phoebe: Great! We'll have to, healthy, skinny little kids and one, big, unhealthy one!
*~*
Monica was looking around the apartment for a shoe for Ally, who had lost it sometime that morning. She and Alex were starting summer pre-school and they were scared to leave their mother for that long. Monica was more than ready to get them into the pre-school because that meant that she just had two babies to take care of. She had asked Rachel, who had put Hannah in there and Rachel said it was a great idea. Hannah was out of pre-school and when she turned six in a couple of years, she was going to start Kindergarten.
Ally was running around with a piece of banana in her mouth. She was helping her mom find her shoe, and it wasn't working out.
Chandler: Monica, honey, do you think that it's too early for pre-school?
Monica: Honey, they're nearly three years old. I think an early start is best.
Chandler: But . . .
Monica: Just think . . .two less kids for a few hours every day!
Chandler: So, what time does school start?
Monica: Now you're talking!
There was knock on the door and Ross came through with all of the kids.
Monica: Hey Ross.
Ross: Hey . . .I dropped Ben off at practice and took the kids. Rachel's not home yet. Have you seen her?
Chandler: We haven' t seen her . . .it's only eleven in the morning . . .I'm sure that she's on her way home though.
Monica: Hey, she was where?
Ross: At the park.
Monica: Um, leave the kids here. Go find Rachel. I know she can take care of herself, but there's been a lot of muggings lately . . .and . . .
Ross hurried out the door and left Hannah, Jonah, Thomas, Caleb, Cheyenne, and Amber with Monica and Chandler.
*~*
Phoebe was feeding Draven carrot sticks and celery sticks. Joey was gagging in the corner, but Draven seemed to like the food.
Phoebe: Ah, that's mommy's boy.
Joey: He doesn't like it.
Phoebe: So when a baby frowns he likes it? Look at him! He looks like he's happy. Like he is eating a Happy Meal or something.
Joey: Fine . . .
Phoebe: Oh, get over it, Joey! You're just mad cause you're wrong!
Joey: I am not!
Phoebe laughed and picked up Draven out of his high chair. She carried him over to Joey and held him in front of Joey.
Phoebe: Hey, say, "Hi daddy! I'm the healthy baby!"
Joey: Okay, I got the point!
Phoebe took Draven into the bathroom and drew a bath. She put him in it and he started splashing around like any normal kid would. Phoebe could hear Courtney crying from the nursery. She left the bathroom and sent Joey in right away to watch Draven. Phoebe went in to get Courtney who was in serious need of a diaper change.
Soon, she was sleeping and Draven was running around the apartment, freshly dressed. All was quiet when Draven went in for a nap. Phoebe plopped down on the couch next to Joey and he started kissing her neck.
Phoebe: Whoa . . .okay, what are you doing?
Joey: Come on Pheebs! It's been . . .a long time! We never have any time alone . . .please?
Phoebe: Well . . .okay . . .but only for a little while. . .ooh . . .okay! Let's go!
Phoebe and Joey hurried into the bedroom and closed the door behind them.
*~*
Rachel had been walking toward the apartment, about to leave the park, when she had been knocked out by a flying ball from a kid's soccer game. Ross had seen this happen and he was hurrying towards her. But, as he was going towards her, she started to come around and a guy with a gun pulled walked up to her. She looked scared and Ross could hear him tell her to give him all of her stuff. Ross was so scared for Rachel . . .he couldn't let this happen. He ran behind a nearby tree and got close enough to sneak up behind the guy. Ross knocked the guy in the back and he stumbled forward, losing the gun. Ross pushed him down onto the ground and started punching him. When he let up, he looked at the man with hatred in his eyes.
Ross: Get the hell out of here and I won't call the police!
The man ran off without his gun and Ross looked to Rachel.
Ross: Are you okay?
Rachel: Yeah, there's a nasty bump on my head though. I'm okay. Just . . . a little shaky. Thank you . . .
Ross: I . . .I shouldn't have left you here . . .
Rachel: Ross . . .I'm not a child! I'm a grown woman!
Ross: But the muggings . . .
Rachel: I'm okay.
Ross: What if I hadn't have been here?
Rachel: Well, you were here and that's all that matters, right?
Ross: I was really scared, Rachel.
Rachel: Well, do you think I was Miss Mary Sunshine?
Ross: I'm just glad you're okay.
Rachel: Me too . . .thank you . . .
Ross kissed Rachel softly and helped her walk.
Rachel: I'm okay. You don't have to hold on to me like that.
Ross: I want to . . .
Rachel smiled and rested her head on Ross shoulder.
Rachel: I think that I'll stick to shopping mall's from now on.
Ross smiled and they both headed for home.
*~*
Joey and Phoebe were laying in bed, smiling at each other.
Joey: I'm so . . .I'm so glad that we . . .
Phoebe: Yeah, I know.
Joey: You were amazing.
Phoebe: I know. You weren't so bad yourself.
Joey: We . . .we're . . .we have to do that more often.
Phoebe giggled and kissed Joey.
Phoebe: Oh . . .we will, my love. We will.
Phoebe looked at Joey and he looked her. They smiled at each other and laughed a little. They were happy to finally have had some time alone together. Maybe they would get to have a little more time. . .nope. Brandon started crying.
Phoebe: Ugh . . .I'll get him.
Courtney started in as well.
Joey: And I'll get her.
Phoebe: Oh, we're so agreeable!
They got out of bed and pulled on their bathrobes, going back to reality and to the reality of parenthood.
On the next episode: When a serious accident puts one of the gang in serious condition, everybody things of what life might have been without them.
1208 - TOW the Wreck