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Jon looked down at the picture below Ross and Rachel's wedding picture and tapped Tori on the shoulder.

"Hey look, it's your mom and dad. What was your dad's name again?"

"Rick"

" I wonder how they meet…."

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*Phoebe massaging a old man's back*

"All done, Mr. Ellington." Phoebe told the man on her massage table. "Next please," she said out into the hall. A man the same age as Phoebe walked in.

"Hello?"

"Hello to you!" Phoebe replied, eyeing the hot stranger.

"Are you Phoebe Buffe?"

"I am if you want me to be." Phoebe said in a sexy growl.

"I'm Rick, I'm here for a massage."

"Oh honey, you can get much more then a massage here!" Rick laughed.

"Well, all I want is a massage right now, but maybe we could go out some time."

"Hell yeah. Well, hop on this table and take off your clothes for your…massage."

Rick grinned

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"I think my mom said something about him being an old client, or something like that. "Said Tori

Suddenly, the door to central Perk opened, and in came a Young man, only a few years older then Emma walked in, wearing a red sweater that looked extremely good on him.

"Ben!" shrieked Emma.

"Hey, how's my favorite half sister! Oh my god, what's wrong?" Ben asked, as he looked into Emma's eyes and noticed that she had been crying.

"It's nothing, nothing at all."

"I don't believe you."

"We found a photo album of our parents and we were looking through it." Jon stammered.

Ben laughed "Is that all, here I was thinking that you all were making fun of her or something, and all it turns out to be is a photo album? Don't get me wrong, Emma, if I saw some pictures of dad's, I might want to cry to, but you really scared me."

"It's ok, I guess it was kind of silly for me to be crying over some pictures."

"No, it's not, I'm not afraid to admit that I've had some good cries over mom and dad's wedding picture." Ben replied, "There's nothing wrong with missing your parents."

"Yeah, my mom was always talking about missing her mom and dad." Said Tori, remembering how she had caught her mom crying one night, when she was about 6.

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*Phoebe crying, alone, in her room *

"Mom?" asked a 6-year-old Tori in a purple nightgown, as she walked into her mother's room, "Mommy, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Nothing at all, Tori, go back to bed."

"But you're crying, I want to know what's wrong."

"Come and sit on mommy's lap." Said Phoebe, as she opened her arms to accept a large hug from Tori.

"Alright, " she said, as she pulled out of the hug and sat on her mother's lap, "now you have to tell me what's wrong."

Phoebe pulled out a picture of a tall woman, in her thirty's, smiling at the camera. "This is my mom." Phoebe said.

"Wow, she looks like you." Was the reply from Tori.

"Yes, and when I was little, she…she…" Phoebe couldn't bring herself to say that her mother was dead.

Tori realized her mother's pain and hugged her again, "Is this the same mommy that we went to see at the cemetery?"

"Yes, it is."

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