Disclaimer: I don't own them :) Authors Note: *Trying to Make Longer Chapters* Now there were only Ross, Phoebe, and Joey. Joey got his big break in his acting career, as we all knew eventually would happen. It was shooting in Los Angeles, and he was more than happy to escape the memories in New York. Phoebe and Ross didn't even go to see him off. He waited for three hours at the Central Perk, sort of hoping they wouldn't come in, more hoping that they would. Finally he had to leave, or he'd miss his plane. Ross was watching the news when an announcement came on about a plane crash. "Once again, Flight 541 crashed; no survivors.", the news caster repeated. "Passenger list includes: Ann Thompson, Kirk..." Ross stared at the screen, unblinking, in horrified fascination. He picked up the phone, dialing Phoebes familiar number. At least it used to be familiar. "Phoebe, turn to channel 10." "Who is this?" she replied. "Phoebe, it's Ross, not TURN TO CHANNEL 10!" "Oh my God." Note: Sorry sorry sorry, trying to make longer chapters, but its important for me to break these up. And sorry I can't seem to figure out how to make separate paragraphs and it's bugging the hell outta me.