Hey, sorry it took a while, but I was busy with other things. If I don't finish it up in this chapter, the next one will definitely be the last. So, yeah okay I'll start now! (

It was the last day of Phoebe's "trial period" of living with Joey, and she honestly wanted to stay. The two of them had had a great time the past week, and it was just fun. Every night, Joey brought home the real estate paper and they would go through it looking for suitable apartments. Last night they had found one. It was a gorgeous two-bedroom apartment in the village, not far from where they currently lived. It was a little out of the price range, but Joey didn't care, as long as it made Phoebe happy.

"There's an open house today," says Joey, "At the place we want."

"Really? Great, we'll go then," replies Phoebe, reading over his shoulder.

An hour later, Joey and Phoebe were at the apartment, checking it out at the open house. The place looked really great, it had beautiful hard wood floors, a nice kitchen, and all around, it was just great.

"I'd like to make an offer on this.property," says Joey, to the real estate agent.

"Great. Hi, I'm Ted McCormack, follow me," says Ted McCormack.

Phoebe and Joey follow Ted into the living area, where he spreads out numerous papers and folders.\

"How much were you thinking?" he asks, greedily.

"We'd like to make an offer of $200,000!" exclaims Phoebe.

"Well.considering the place is selling for $150,000, stupid price, is worth a ton more, we'll take it! I'll call you on Thursday with more details," announces Ted.

"Great," say Pheebs and Joey.

Rising from the couches, they decide to look around a bit more, maybe check out the other rooms. Strolling into the master bedroom, Joey sees a figure from behind that looks unusually familiar.

"Courtney?" he asks, astounded.

"Joey?" she asks.

"You!!" hisses Phoebe, getting mad.

"Court, why are you here?" asks Joey.

"Honestly, I don't know. I'm not even looking for a house.but I need to talk to you, so whatever, you know?"

Phoebe scowls as Courtney pulls Joey aside.

"You don't have to worry about quitting your job.you know because of me? Joey, I quit instead.for you," she says.

"Oh, thanks, Courtney. That's really great of you..but I should go, don't want to upset the wife. I just got things all better, so you know," he says, flustered.

Going in for a hug, but changing her mind, Courtney shakes Joey's hand, and exits the room.

"Why was she here? What was she talking about?" Phoebe asks, angrily.

"It's nothing bad, Pheebs, calm down. She just wanted to tell me that she quit her job, so I don't have to," he says.

"Oh, well isn't that wonderful of St. Courtney." Phoebe remarks, sarcastically.

"Pheebs, really, calm down. She won't be there anymore, so there's no reason for me to quit!" Joey exclaims.

"Alright, alright. I guess as long as she isn't there, I'm okay with it. Just promise me one thing, Joey."

"Okay, I will. I promise."

Phoebe and Joey casually headed home, but inside they were bursting with excitement. They were so close to getting this great apartment, and their marriage was mending.

Rachel, on the other hand, was a mess. She hated herself for feeling this way, but she just couldn't help it. Everyday, she felt like scum waking up, and she didn't want to move out of bed, since her entire reason for being was with her best friend.

"Monica," she says, "I really need to tell you something."

"What is it, Rach?" she asks, concerned. Rachel had come over earlier, looking awful in old sweats.

"I feel so awful for feeling like this but.but I.I like Joey."

"Well, duh. He's your friend."

"The other way, Monica!"

Realizing this, Monica shakes her head and replies,

"You know you have to get rid of those feelings, right?"

"Yeah, I do. And I will, there's no way I could live after breaking up those two."

Rachel stayed at Monica's a little longer and then left. Something her friend said earlier sparked an idea in her mind. "Maybe you should go away somewhere," Monica had said. That was exactly the thing Rachel needed.but she had no money. Taking in a deep, shaky breath, Rachel realized that the only way she could lose these feelings for Joey was to tell him. Phoebe would be so mad, but that could be fixed.Rachel was sick of hating her life, and intending on fixing the problem.

"Joey," is all she says, entering his apartment.

"Rach, is that you?" he asks, exiting the bathroom.

"Yeah, yeah it is. Listen, I need to talk to you. Is Phoebe home?"

"No she went shopping," he says, plopping down on the recliner.

Rachel sits down on the one next to his, and says,

"I really need to tell you something, and I'm not proud of it, and I don't want you to think that I want us to be like.you know."

"Do I know? Well what is it?"

"Okay, it's just that basically, lately I've sort of.liked you."

"Well duh, I'm your friend," he replies.

"The other way, Joey," she says, uncomfortably.

"Ohh," he says, "Wow. You know I can't do anything about it, right?"

"Yeah, yes I do.that's why I said that before, you know."

"Right, now I do know! So Rach, you want to go to lunch, or something?" asks Joey.

"Not today, but maybe another day. I need to sort out some.stuff right now."

"Okay," he says, " If you want to talk, I'm here."

"Thanks, Joey," replies Rachel, walking out the door.

Phoebe walks in the door soon after Rachel leaves carrying a few shopping bags.

"Hi Joey," she says, setting them down on the table.

"Hey, Pheebs. Listen, um." he says, trailing off.

"I was thinking. Now we're getting the new apartment and everything, and I want you to know that I am absolutely, totally ready to live with you again!" she exclaims.

"That's great, Pheebs! Thank you so much," he says, forgetting about the Rachel issue.

Joey hugs Phoebe tight, for a long time. The phone starts ringing, but they don't pick up.

Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Tribbiani. This is Ted McCormack, the real estate agent. Anyways, I have the results on your offer, and.

Ha, ha, another cliffhanger. Don't worry, I'll update soon! I hope you liked the chapter, so review & tell me what you think, okay? ( Good!