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Rachel left Ross' apartment feeling dejected and alone. This morning she had had two great guys, this morning she had none. Rachel realized it was late and she should head home, but she didn't want to-she lived with Joey. Deciding she'd just sleep at Monica's, Rachel walked over, thinking she'd better talk to Joey...in the morning. Rachel slowly climbed the stairs up to Mon's apartment, and quietly opened the door.

"Rach, what are you doing here?" asks Monica.

"Long story, but I need a place to stay. Is that okay?" she responds.

"Sure, of course you can stay here. I just vacuumed the guest room today, so, be my guest!"

"Okay, Mon," Rachel says, truding into the guest room.

"You know, if you want to talk about it..." says a curious Monica.

"In the morning," calls a sleepy Rachel.

The next morning, Rachel woke feeling refreshed and well-rested. Aw, and Monica had even made her breakfast...smiley pancakes and juice. She was so sweet.

"Sleep good?" Monica asks, entering the room.

"Yeah, really well," Rachel answers, digging into her food.

"Rach...eat over the plate," Monica says, then adds, "Do you want to talk about it now?"

"I guess. Okay, so you know that when I left last night I was going to go tell Joey that I'd marry him, right?"

"Yeah," responds Monica.

"So I go out into the hall, and Joey's kissing Phoebe...or Phoebe's kissing Joey, whatever. So I leave, and go to Ross' and say that I made a big mistake picking Joey, and that I wanted him, and blah, blah, blah. So guss what happens next!" she says.

"What?" Mon asks.

"He says no, he doesn't want to be with me, because apparently he was my *second* choice, and...and I don't know, that just made him mad. So I left there, and realized I couldn't go home to Joey, so I came to you."

"Sounds like you had a rough night," Monica coaxes.

"I did. I really did," replies Rachel.

"In spite of the rught night you had, I think you should...no, I want you to go talk to Joey. Just find out what happened. He atleast deserves that."

"Okay, you're right. Ugh, I hate it when you're right!" Rachel exclaims, getting out of bed.

Rachel gets dressed in a pair of hip-hugger jeans and a black top, and goes over to Joey's. She knocks on the door, and he opens.

"Rachel...hi," he greets, half-nervously.

"Joey, what the heck happened last night?" she asks.

"It's not what you think, I swear. Come inside, I'll explain," he replies.

Rachel defiantly enters the apartment and plops down in the recliner.

"Okay, so what the heck happened last night?" she asks again.

"First of all, i'm sorry that it happened, at all. I swear I didn't kiss her, she kissed me. You see, I was standing in the hall, waiting for you, and Phoebe comes up to me and starts talking. So then she says, there's something I've wanted to do for the longest time, and she kisses me!" he explains.

"Really? So you...didn't kiss her?" she asks.

"No! OF course not, Rachel. I love you, and you're the only woman I want in my life. I want you to understand that I didn't initiate it," he says.

"So you're blaming this all on Phoebe? You're saying you weren't at fault at all?"

"I did nothing wrong, but be so darn handsome," he says, grinning at Rachel.

"Okay then, I guess I forgive you," she says.

Saying good bye to Joey, Rachel leaves his apartment and goes over to Phoebe's place to talk.

"Phoebe, why?" she asks.

"Because...I love him, and always have. But..." responds Phoebe.

"But what?" asks Rachel.

"But I've realized that you two are happy together, so I'm just gonna...um... get rid of those feelings."

"Thanks, Pheebs. I totally forgive you."

Rachel feels truly, genuinely happy as she goes back to Joey's apartment....with an answer to a very special questions.

"Rach, you're back already?" he asks, seeing her come in.

"Yeah, i have something to tell you, Joey," she says, happily.

"Well, what?"

"The night I saw Phoebe kissing you, i was going to tell you I'd marry you. Then i went to Ross'...let's just say things didin't work out. Anyway, last night at Monica's I realized that the person I really wanted to be with...is you. Sure, with Ross it's really comfortable and familiar and everything, but I don't think that's what I want anymore. I want to take a risk, and go for something...someone who may not be as smart, but someone who loves me, and cares for me...and who's going to marry me," breathes Rachel.

"What do you mean?" he asks, stupidly.

"Yes, Joey! I'll marry you!"

"Really? You mean it? Like absolutely yes, no issues or anything?"

"Yep! Yes, i mena."

Joey hugs Rachel tight, then quickly runs to his room to get her ring. Slipping it on her finger, she says,

"Oh, wow, Joey. It's so beautiful. I love it. And I love you."

Joey smiles his really big Joey smile and hugs Rachel tight again. After five long minutes of hugging, Rachel and Joey excitedly go across the hall to tell everyone the good news.

"Hey everyone, guess what!" Joey exclaims.

Gangs like what/huh/what is it? etc.

"Joey and I are engaged!" Rachel yells.

"Congratulations, you guys!" say Chandler and Monica, hugging Joey and Rachel, respectively.

"I'm happy for you Rach, I really am. You too, Joey," says Ross, shaking their hands.

Phoebe smiles at Joey, and winks at Rachel, and breaks into a song.

Joey and Rachel are getting married Maybe a baby will be carried They have rings on their fingers I am a great singer La, la, la, la, la. la

END! OVER! That's it for now. This chapter was shorter than the others, but the next will be better. I hope you liked it and please review. I couldn't decide to make it a R/R or J/R but I went J/R because it started that way, might as well end that way. R/R fans don't be mad...still like my story!!! Plz review! :-)