Chapter 3

Once called Emma, this fiction has expanded and I would love feedback!

"ok, I've been working on a new song." Phoebe told Monica. "It's for Rachel, but it isn't finished yet so don't tell her!"

"Ok Phoebs, you can trust me." Monica returned.

"Alright. 1,2,3 don't think because you're a mom that you can let yourself go, you still don't have a husband so don't.that's all I can think of." Phoebe laughed.

"Phoebe, don't you think that'll just make Rachel feel bad?" Said Monica.

"Yeah, well maybe it'll motivate her!" the blonde argued. Just at that second Rachel walked through the door with a baby carrier containing her baby. Phoebe and Monica rushed over and began to coo over the child before Rachel put her in the playpen. She let down the seat and propped it against the kitchen counter and the three female friends sat around the coffee table.

"What happened? Why did you call last night?" Monica questioned her oldest friend.

"Well, I was going to keep it a secret but what the hey, Ross and I kissed last night!" Rachel exclaimed. Monica and Phoebe failed to show the same enthusiasm.

"That's it?" Asked a sceptical Phoebs.

"Well, it wasn't a peck. It was deep and passionate. It was just like our first real kiss.only better."

"Aww." Followed

"So are you two together now?" Monica probed.

"I don't know. I thought it would lead onto something else but." at the signal the baby began to cry. "Exactly!"