TOW Rachel Won't Leave

Ok Chapter 9 is up! I hope you enjoy it. I'm beginning to wonder if this series is worth continuing. I haven't been getting many reviews lately. I think that I really need the reassurance, so please review! Ok, well, I really hope you like it.

What You Should Know: Although I don't mention it, I'm thinking that Monica is about 4-5 months pregnant now. Just so you know. Think more along the lines of 5 though, I think. Uhh…Chandler lives in NY all the time, and not cheering for that city near Tulsa. (What the hell was that?) This fic is not very Monica and Chandler centered, although it deals with both of them. Has a lot more Rachel than I normally have. Hell, it actually has some Ross! I've like, never included him. It's an idea I thought up during Chemistry yesterday, leading to much bigger events that should come out in the next fic.  

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, blah, blah, blah.

          "Uch, he's just, just," Rachel stuttered, thinking of the right words, "So annoying! I can't stand living with him sometimes!"

"I know Rach," Monica consoled, "I had to live with him for like 16 years."

"Yeah, and I had to live with him for four," Chandler added, "And we didn't have separate bedrooms!"

"Between him being annoying and Emma crying, I wanna kill myself sometimes."

"Well, don't do anything that stupid, but if you wanna kill Ross, that would be okay with me," Monica joked. She then yawned and got up from the sofa, "I'm sorry Rach, but I'm exhausted."

"Well I'll stay here and talk to Chandler!"

Chandler's eyes widened, thinking of an excuse, "But I have an early meeting tomorrow, so I really should get to sleep, too."

"You don't have an early meeting!" Rachel called his bluff.

"Yeah, well anything's better than listening to you complain."

"Hey!" Rachel yelled, insulted, but then softened, "Yeah, you're right."

"Sorry Rach, I would listen, but I really am exhausted," Monica assured.

"Ok guys, I'm just gonna use your bathroom and I'll leave," Rachel said bitterly.

"Ok 'night." Monica replied as she and Chandler went into their bedroom.

          Early that morning, Monica stumbled out her room, heading towards the bathroom.

"Ah!" she screamed, seeing someone walking towards her.

"Hey Mon," Rachel greeted.

"Oh my God Rachel, you scared the hell out of me!" Monica scolded, "What are you doing here? It's like 5 am!"

"Ross and I got into this huge fight and I told him I wasn't coming home for the night, and I thought…where else should I stay, but at my best friend's place?"

"Great…" Monica said less enthusiastically.

"I know, isn't it?!"

"That's what I said," Monica replied sarcastically, "So, for about how long do you plan on staying here?"

"Like till tonight."

"Ok," Monica relented, "That's fine."

"Great!"

Monica went used the bathroom, then went back to sleep, while Rachel laid down on the sofa.

          At 9 AM, Chandler left his room and entered the kitchen, where Joey, Rachel, and Phoebe were seated.

"Good morning roomie!" Rachel said excitedly.

"Excuse me?" Chandler asked, confused.

"I'm staying here for a little," Rachel said then paused, "Didn't Monica tell you?"

"When did you two decide this?"

"This morning, at five."

"Yeah, well I haven't spoken to my wife since 10:00 last night."

"Well then, I'm telling you!"

"Wow, good luck with that man," Joey whispered.

"What?" Chandler asked, reciprocating his whisper, "You lived with her for a while, and didn't hate it."

"I know, but she's gotten really weird ever since that baby came. I don't think I would live with her again."

"Thanks," Chandler replied sarcastically.

Just then, Monica exited from their bedroom. "Hey guys!"

Immediately, Chandler pulled Monica back into their room.

"Hey Mon," Chandler began with mock cheerfulness.

"Yeah?"

"I didn't know we discussed allowing Rachel to live with us."

"We didn't, and she's not. It's only till tonight."

"Oh, well she made it sound like she was staying much longer than that."

"How?"

"Well she called me 'roomie' for one!"

"Uh-oh."

"What?"

"Rachel's in one of those 'moods' she gets into."

Chandler gasped, "So?"

"So," Monica emphasized, "She's not going to us leave until something better comes along!"

"What if we lure her out with a mall?" Chandler quipped. 

"It would have to be a mall that would never close!"

"So, looks like Rachel's living with us!" Chandler said unhappily.

Monica rolled her eyes and pulled Chandler back into the kitchen.

          "So what do we do?" Chandler asked Phoebe and Joey in Joey's apartment.

"And she hasn't even mentioned leaving?"

"No! She's been in our house for three days and I want to cut off my ears!"

"Yeah," Monica agreed, "It's like she's the 'all complaining all the time network'."

"With no commercials!" Chandler added angrily.

"I told you she's gotten worse," Joey bragged, "Monica lived with her for longer than me!"

"Yeah, well there were plenty of times when I wanted to cut my ears off, too, when she was my roommate."

"Me too!" Phoebe agreed, "She doesn't shut up about things."

"Plus," Monica added, "She's even brought Emma over for the nights. Rachel does not know how to shut that baby up!"

"What should we do?" Chandler asked again.

Joey's eyes widened as he snapped his fingers. "I have an idea!"

"So, the light bulb's not broken then?" Chandler quipped.

"What light bulb?" Phoebe asked, confused.

"You know, the light bulb that goes off when cartoon characters have an idea."

"Joey's not a cartoon character."

"I know, but…never mind!" Chandler said frustrated.

"I got it sweetie," Monica consoled, "Very funny."

"Uch, you're my wife—you have to say that!"

"Yeah, I do."

"Ok anyway," Joey interrupted, "Do you want my idea before I forget it or not?"

"Yeah, go ahead." Monica encouraged.

"Ok, so you get Rachel and Ross to stop fighting, so that she'll go back to the apartment."

"Joey! That's brilliant!" Monica complimented.

"Yup, the bulb really is working!" Chandler added.

"What?" Phoebe asked.

"Don't get that started again!" Monica warned.

"So, how are we gonna do it?" Chandler asked.

"I know!" Monica gloated as she wrote down her ideas.

"Wow," Phoebe commented, "You write like a billion words a minute."
"I know!" Monica said excitedly.

 After a moment, Monica handed Chandler her list. "It's just a ruff draft, I mean I thought of it all in less than two minutes."

"Uh, Mon?" Chandler asked while looking down at the paper.

"Yeah?"

"I don't think that killing Ross would be a good idea."

"It was just a brainstorm!"

"Ok, I'm gonna move over there," Chandler said pointing to the living room.

Phoebe stole the list from Chandler's hands. "How about getting them to talk about Emma?"

"That'll work!" Chandler agreed.

"So how do we get them into the same room?" Monica asked.

"Leave that to me," Phoebe insisted.

          That afternoon, Phoebe went over to Monica and Chandler's and sat down next to Rachel on the sofa, "Wanna go to Central Perk with me?"

"No, Ross might be there."

"So?" Phoebe asked, "Are you not going to go somewhere, just because Ross could be there? Don't change your life because of him! Be yourself!"

"Your right!" Rachel said as she got up from the sofa and picked up Emma, "Let's go!"

After Phoebe got Rachel to go down she lied about having to use the telephone to call a client and went to the back of the coffee house.

"So Ross?" Phoebe asked, "Come down to Central Perk with us?"

"Is Rachel there? Because we're not speaking now."

"No," Phoebe fibbed, "It'll just be you, me, Mon, Chandler, and Joey."

"Oh, ok then!" Ross agreed and then hung up to meet her.

When Ross entered Central Perk, Rachel and Ross noticed each other immediately.

"You!" Rachel accused while pointing at him.

"Hey!" Ross complained, "Phoebe, you said Rachel wasn't gonna be here!"

"Yeah, well I say a lot of things."

Immediately after that, Ross and Rachel began bickering.

"Well, you said that you would pick up dinner, but you didn't!" Ross accused.

"Yeah, well you won't quit being so annoying!" Rachel shot back.

After that, they're words became mixed together, as neither stopped yelling.

"Oh my God will you stop this?!" Chandler demanded, "You're giving me a head ache!"

Monica continued, "We got you here together so that you two could work things out, but obviously, that's impossible because you too are just two big babies!"

"You have a child!" Chandler reminded them, "Be mature for her, at least!"

"You're right," Ross caved.

"Yeah, I agree." Rachel said.

"Good, now shake hands, make up, and get the hell out of my house!" Monica said frustrated.

"Wait…" Rachel looked at Monica suspiciously, "Was this all an act to get me out of your house?"

"No," Monica said hastily.

"You just wanted me out of your house! I'm not speaking to you!" She then pointed to Chandler, "And you too!"

"We're sorry Rach. It's just that we need our privacy. I mean we are married." Monica explained.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, tell it to the judge!" Rachel replied as she quickly exited the coffee house.

"Good luck with her," Phoebe commented to Ross as she sipped her coffee casually. 

All right, here it is, the 9th fic in my series. Wow, I definitely didn't think I would make it this far! I really hope you still like it. Ok, please review, and hopefully the next fic will be up soon! It will also be more M&C then this one, I think. Thanks for reading!:)