Here is the new chapter guys. I know it's been awhile but with the 9/11 anniversary and then the stopping of those innocent Arab guys here in Miami, my life's been crazy. Being as patriotic as I am, and being a civil liberties fighter like I am, I have been busy discussing issues with a lot of people. But, it's over and done with and now back to the exciting life of writing fanfiction, enjoy!
Silence.
All that was heard outside their bedroom was complete and utter silence. Ross Gellar pressed his ear against the door, straining to hear anything that might have been lurking in their apartment. He waited another moment, and then finally backed away. His eyes fell over his friends, "It's quiet out there. I can't hear anything."
They all stood there silently, unsure of what to do next. They knew they were running out of time, and they knew they had to go, but none of them really wanted to open the door. They all had said they would make a run for the hospital, but saying it and doing it were two different things. Finally, Phoebe broke their awkward silence. "So is it quiet, or is it too quiet?" She followed up her question with the same look she always had after asking a ditzy question, the look that only Phoebe could give.
Ross looked to his friends for help, but they were as clueless as him. No one was quite sure what she meant. "I'm not sure honey…what exactly do you mean by 'too quiet'?"
"You know…like in the movies, when the characters are in a dangerous situation, and everything gets quiet. And they think because it's quiet everything is ok, but it's really not ok because it's not just quiet, it's too quiet."
Blank stares from all directions.
Phoebe sighed and threw up her hands, "Never mind, let's just go." Everyone nodded their approval and Joey moved to pick up Chandler. According to their plan, he would carry him until the other five found a car or truck for them to use. Once Joey had Chandler secure in his arms, he gave a nod, and everyone else raised their gold clubs in the air. Phoebe gently placed her hand on the door knob, and after a deep breath, opened the bedroom door.
Everyone stood still, and stared out into the living room. None of them saw anything, but that didn't mean that something wasn't out there. Ross whispered, "Follow me." He slowly crept into the living room, his golf club held out in front of him, ready to strike upon anything that threatened he and his friends. They all slowly made their way out of the bedroom, and toward the door in the kitchen. Ten eyes never stayed still, they constantly moved around the room, looking for any sign of another life form.
Ross opened the door that led out into the apartment building's hallway. A few other apartment doors had been busted in, which immediately made him feel like they could be lurking around any corner. He quickly made the short walk to the stairs, and led the group of six, only five conscious, down the stairs, towards the building exit.
"So far so good." Monica mumbled as they all worked their way toward the building's front door. Ross was in front, followed by Phoebe, Joey carried Chandler behind them, while Monica and Rachel stuck together and brought up the rear of the pack. Ross pushed open the building's front door and for the first time in hours they all breathed fresh air…or what was considered fresh air by NYC standards.
Ross stopped just outside the apartment building. His eyes roamed the street for anything kind of motored transportation, but saw none. "There's nothing around here!"
"Everyone's already ran away." Rachel commented as she too searched the street for something to use. Her eyes suddenly lit up, "Over here!" Rachel began running down the narrow street, and the other four had no choice to follow, even though they still hadn't seen whatever it was that she had. She led the way across the street, and it suddenly became clear what she was going for.
Ross shook his head, "You have to be kidding me." The sound of horses rattled threw the abandoned street as Rachel jumped into it's carriage. Phoebe and Monica were climbing into the seats while Ross looked on. "You can't be serious. A horse and carriage?"
Joey lifted Chandler into the cart, Phoebe and Monica helped rest his body against one of the seats. Joey glanced at Ross before he jumped into the carriage with the rest of the group. "I don't see any cars Ross. No trucks, no vans, no buses…This thing will do. At least until we find something different." He offered his hand down to help Ross up, and he reluctantly took it.
Joey grabbed the reigns and whipped them into the air, hoping it would encourage the horses to move. It didn't. Monica sighed and stood up, "No, no, no. You have to yell at them." She took the reigns from Joey, as she whipped them into the air she yelled, "Yah!" They still didn't move. Monica let out a frustrated groan and whipped them even harder. "Go! Go you stupid…"
She was jerked off balance as the horses got the message and started to run down the empty city street. Ross and Joey stood on opposite sides of the carriage, golf clubs in hand, ready to hit anything that might have tried to attack them. They rode four blocks in the carriage without seeing a car, truck, or anything of the like, when suddenly, Monica pulled up on the reigns and brought them all to a halt. She pointed off to their right, where an open bed truck was parked halfway on the sidewalk. "I see a truck!"
"I see trouble!" Off to their left were three green figures, staring right at them. Ross hopped off the carriage, but kept his eyes fixed on the three beings who were looking right back at him. "Pheebs, you stay by Chandler, Monica get down here with me, Rachel and Joey, you two go see if you can get that truck started."
Strange sounds started coming from the aliens' direction, causing Monica to worry. "What are they doing?" She hopped off the carriage and made sure she had a firm grip on her golf club, her last line of defense.
"Sounds like they're having a conversation." Ross mumbled as he stole a glance back at Joey and Rachel who were now sprinting towards the truck on the other side of the road. He quickly brought his attention back to the three creatures, and hoped they would just go away, although his common sense told him it wouldn't happen.
"What are they talking about?!" Monica was nervous, she would never admit it, but the creatures terrified her. She had always prided herself on being a strong and tough woman, but there was something about the aliens that made her blood turn cold. She didn't like them.
"Probably not the weather," Phoebe commented as she stood over Chandler's body on the carriage, her golf club held firm in her grip. Monica rolled her eyes at the sarcasm and shifted her weight back and forth between legs. She was extremely nervous, and was silently praying that she would hear the truck's engine start soon.
Joey was relieved to find the front door of the truck unlocked. "Watch my back," he told Rachel as he crawled into the driver's seat and started his frantic hunt for the keys. He pulled down the sun visors, searched under the seats, and looked through the glove compartment, but he found nothing. "I can't find any keys." He told Rachel as he reached under the wheel, and pulled off the bottom cover. With a strong pull he brought out a group of wires that were taped together.
"You're going to try to hot wire it? Do you even know how to do that?" Rachel was aghast as she looked on at her friend. She doubted Joey would get the car started, and as the green figures started to move closer to her friends, and fiancé, a sense of helplessness started to fall over her. Things were starting to fall apart.
"I did it on an episode once." The comment didn't reassure Rachel. She knew NYPD Blue was a respectable show, but she doubted they showed Joey the real way to hot wire a car. Or even if they did, she had trouble believing Joey remembered how to do it. She watched as his hands moved from wire to wire, checking them all. She shot him a questioning look when she saw that his hands had stopped moving. He met her look, "I need something to cut these with."
Rachel searched the area around the truck, looking for any kind of sharp object. Joey urgently searched through the truck's cabin, knowing that time was of the essence. The aliens were beginning to move towards his friends, and every minute away from a hospital was damaging to Chandler. Rachel ran back to the open front door, "I can't find anything."
Joey sighed and looked up at her, when his eyes widened. Rachel froze in her place, the look she got from Joey instantly made her fear the worst. Joey slowly sat up from the floorboard, and moved towards her. He was staring at something she couldn't see, which was only frightening her more, to the point that she didn't even move. His hand was slowly reaching for something above her head. She flinched when she felt him make contact with something on her head. "What was it?"
He slowly pulled his hand back so she could see what he had found. It was a pin that she had in her hair. She let out the breath she was holding, and he smiled, "Thanks Rach, this will work fine." He bent back down to work on the wires under the steering wheel. "Now keep a look out, this might take a few minutes."
Ross and Monica had their backs pressed against the carriage. They had been unconsciously backing up for several minutes, trying to keep distance between them and the creatures that were approaching them. They were out of room.
The three aliens spread out as they got closer, one coming straight toward them, while the other two approached from the sides. "Once they get in range, just start swinging and don't stop," Ross instructed Monica as his eyes became fixed on the alien in the center. The two creatures on the side were constantly looking back to him. "I think the one in the middle is the leader. Maybe if we get him down the others will panic."
"Or get really pissed off…" Monica mumbled as she gripped her club tight. They were almost within striking distance, but they seemed to be as nervous about attacking them as they were about defending themselves. They inched a little bit closer, when a sound startled them. The sound of an engine.
Each of the three took a few steps back, unsure of what had just happened. Monica quickly took her eyes off the alien to see where her friends were, and she was relieved to see Joey running toward her with his golf club out and ready. The alien on her side quickly ran away from the sprinting Joey, and sought cover behind the alien in the center. Joey stopped beside Monica and looked over the aliens who seemed to be talking to each other. "Monica, go help Rachel and Pheebs get Chandler into the bed of the truck. When you got him in there, yell for us."
Monica nodded, happy to be relieved from the difficult job. She ran around to the other side of the carriage, where Phoebe was guiding Chandler's body down to Rachel. After some intense pushing on Phoebe's part, Rachel had Chandler's upper half in grip, and Monica was getting a hold on his legs. Once they were sure they had him, they began to lightly jog towards the truck. Phoebe ran along side them, holding all of their golf clubs.
All three of the aliens had regrouped in front of them, standing together in a small pack, speaking together in a series of shrieks and gargles that neither Ross or Joey could understand. Ross didn't look at Joey as he talked to him, "What do you think they're talking about?"
"Maybe they're debating if I'm the guy they've seen on TV."
Joey smiled at his own joke, but he got no reaction from Ross. Ross looked back at the girls, who were guiding Chandler's body into the back of the truck. "They're almost ready." Ross and Joey slowly started taking steps away from the aliens, awaiting the girls to give them the word. As much as they hated the creatures in front of them, they'd much rather run then fight.
"We're ready!" Phoebe shouted as she hopped into the driver's seat. Ross and Joey didn't waste a second, both turned around and immediately started sprinting for the back of the truck. The three creatures stood confused as they ran away, but after a moment, they began to run after them. Joey looked back and widened his eyes at how fast they were moving.
"Jump guys!" Rachel yelled from where she was standing beside Chandler's body in the back of the truck. Ross and Joey both dove from the ground and landed hard onto the bed of the truck. "Go!" Rachel shouted at the girls, and Phoebe put the petal to the metal. Before they could get away, one alien made a dive for the truck.
Rachel swung her club hard, as if she was a major league baseball player, and connected with the alien's head. It's body went flying backwards onto the ground, and it's head went flying through the air. As they sped away, it looked as if it would never end.
"And a grand slam by Rachel Green! The Yankees win!" Joey shouted and smiled from where he was lying on the bed of the truck.
Rachel returned the smile, and enjoyed the momentary feeling of happiness that fell over her. She sat down in the truck, and let the wind blow through her hair. She stared down the road and hoped that they would be lucky enough to get to the hospital without anymore trouble.
Luck owed them a favor.
That's the chapter, I hope you enjoyed it! I promise the next one won't take a week to get up, but like I said it's been a crazy week for everyone. Be a friend, drop a review, and tell me what you thought. Also, check out some of the other fanfics I'll be dropping on Fanfiction.net during the next few days. Next chapter up soon! Talk to you guys later!