Chapter 25
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with friends, but maybe one day ;o)
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"Phoebe!"
Joey stood completely motionless and dumbfounded. This was far too much for him to comprehend. She had woken up, and said something that shook his world.
"What did you just say?" His voice trembled with anxiety; terrified he had heard her wrong.
Phoebe summoned all the energy she had to repeat her statement. It took her a few minutes to let her sight adjust to the light; she wanted to look Joey directly in the eye as she spoke to him.
"Its your baby as well Joey. I hadn't slept with anyone in months before you, and haven't since. She's not baby girl Buffay. She's baby girl Tribbiani."
Phoebe shut her eyes again; unable to summon the energy to keep them open.
Joey didn't know how to react. He glanced down at the tiny bundle cradled in his arms and studied her face fixedly, looking for a resemblance.
Phoebe could feel her heart begin to pound as he placed the baby back in her incubator and turned to the door, exiting it quietly.
This wasn't how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to go to her and kiss her and tell her he was so happy. What was wrong with him? Didn't he believe her? Was he mad at her for not telling him? She burst into painful sobs, but it literally hurt her to cry. She clung to her stomach and felt herself bleed again. She reached up and frantically pressed the buzzer by her bedside, desperate for a nurse to come to her aid.
Immediately a team of medics rushed to her side.
"She's awake!" A staff nurse shouted to a Dr who was running right behind her.
"I'm bleeding again, please help me, I don't want to die! My baby needs a Mom!" Phoebe could feel the panic rise in her as she felt the blood drain from her body again.
"Your ok, just stay calm, panicking makes it worse" The Dr was trying desperately to reassure her, but nothing he could say would do that.
Dr. Phillips lifted the bed sheets off of her and inspected the extent of the haemorrhaging.
"You're going to be fine Phoebe. Its just a small bleed, nothing life threatening" he flashed her a smile. "We're going to have to take you for x-rays just now, we have to get to the bottom of the problem. Is that ok with you?"
Phoebe gave him a little nod in agreement, but felt terrified of the results. Something serious was wrong with her, she just knew deep down.
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Monica, Chandler, Rachel and Ross congregated in the hospital gift shop. It was Rachel's desperation for a drink that landed them there, but Chandler had another reason for wanting to go.
"Where did Chandler go?" Monica enquired, looking around for her absent friend.
"He went over there," Ross pointed to behind a large shelf.
Monica walked towards it and peered over to see chandler checking out bunches of flowers that were on sale. He had a huge bouquet in his hands, admiring them adoringly.
"Awww are you buying Phoebe flowers?" Monica looked at him teary eyed at his compassion.
He spun around, and looked embarrassed at her gushing.
"Hmmm, well no actually. You weren't meant to see these." Chandler looked away, uncomfortable. "I was buying them for you. To say sorry for everything that's happened between you and me. I feel terrible at having lost your friendship for 5 months. It was the worst thing ive ever had to deal with no being able to speak to you. Seeing Phoebe so ill has made me look at things in a different light and I don't want to lose you again."
Monica stood in awe at what she had just heard. She felt the same way, but was too proud to admit it. She admired him so much for being the stronger person.
"Chandler you don't know how much that means to me. Im totally lost for words." Her eyes cloudy as she looked at the man she loved with all her heart but was afraid to tell.
"Friends forever? No more fall outs?" Chandler smiled over at her, hoping she would one day see him as more than a friend.
"Im never gonna let you out of my life again." She moved towards him and pulled him close to her. She felt herself shiver with the feel of his hands on her back, a little excited at him being so close once again. She had managed to bury her feelings for so long, but in a split second she could feel them resurface, taking over her body, mind and soul.
"Are you cold?" Chandler felt her body convulse next to his.
She looked up at him and shook her head. She didn't feel like explaining, she just wanted to relish the moment with him.
Chandler let his hands slide to his side, feeling that he had held onto her for too long. He didn't want his feelings to be too noticeable.
"Monica, I don't want to get into a long discussion about this here, but can I ask you something?" Chandler had his embarrassed expression back on his face, cringing over what he was about to ask her.
"Sure you can?" Monica was puzzled but also curious as to what he had to ask.
"Why did you sleep with my cousin? Was it because you were drunk, or did you have feelings for him?" Chandler half wished he hadn't asked, he didn't want to hear the answer.
"What? I didn't sleep with your cousin! Who told you that?" Monicas face contorted in anger.
Chandler shuffled his feet in discomfiture.
"Nicola, his wife. She told me she caught you both in bed when she went to check on you."
"Im surprised she was able to talk to you, after all you did have your tongue lodged in her throat," Monica was still raging at Chandler's accusation.
Now it was Chandlers turn to look stunned.
"What do you mean by that?" His eyes grew wider, and then he remembered he had kissed Nicola, and his cheeks flushed bright red.
"I saw you both Chandler, don't deny it! On the couch, absolutely no shame!"
"Nothing happened I swear. I pushed her away because it was you I lo," He stopped himself dead in his tracks.
"Me you what?" Monica questioned, confused.
There was no way out of this.
"Loved. Ok you happy now. I love you." Chandler dropped the flowers on the floor and raced off, leaving Monica astonished.
"He loves me!"
"What you saying Mon?" Ross tapped his sister on the shoulder causing her to jump.
"Oh, em, nothing. I was just thinking aloud."
"Did you get Chandler?" He asked.
"Yes, he's gone for a walk I think," Monica was speaking but her brain wasn't thinking the words. She had too much else on her mind now.
"I'm sure he will meet us in Phoebe's room when he's done with his walk. Come on lets get a move on, I need to be back early, I have a lot of students essays to mark." Monica nodded, but again hadn't really taken in what he had said.
The three set off for Phoebes room, about to get a surprise.
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Rachel lifted her hand and pulled down the silver door handle, opening the door wide. As they entered the room they stopped abruptly and stared at the empty, blood-soaked bed in front of them.
"Oh my God! Phoebe!" Monica could feel her legs begin to buckle at the shock.
Just as she was about to collapse a noise came thundering down the corridor. All three turned to the door to see a pale but awake phoebe being wheeled into the room on a portable bed.
"Pheebs! Honey your awake!" They rushed towards her and practically dived onto the bed along with her, in a desperate attempt to get a hug.
"Be careful. Don't overwhelm her, she has just woken from a coma she is fragile!" a sullen looking nurse at the bottom of the bed chastised them for their brashness, but it was duly ignored. They turned back to Phoebe, giving her all their attention.
"Are you ok sweetie?" Monica squeezed her hand.
"Uh huh, I think so. I bled again so they had to do a scan. Mon im scared, what if they find something serious!" Phoebe broke down, and buried her head into her three friends.
"Oh Pheebs don't worry, its just routine. You're going to be fine." Rachel stroked her hair comfortingly.
"I hope so Rach, I really hope so," She took in a deep breath and tried to regain normality.
"Has anyone seen Joey?" Phoebe looked around the room, knowing full well he wasn't there, but it was her gut instinct to search for him.
"We thought he was here with you?" Monica followed Phoebe's eyes around the room.
Ross stood across from Phoebe and watched sadly as tears streamed her face. Watching her like this was so hard for him.
He coughed in a vain attempt to stop his eyes watering further.
"Can you guys excuse me? I need to get out of here." Ross raced from the room, unable to control his emotions any more.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and watched a disturbed Ross leave.
"No one wants to be around me today," Phoebe said sadly, bowing her head.
"Ill go see if he's ok," Rachel power-walked swiftly behind him.
"He's the second person to walk out on me in an hour," Phoebe was desperate to talk to Monica about Joey, but wanted her to bring it up first.
"Who else walked out on you?" Monica fell for Phoebes bait.
"Joey did. I told him about the baby and he didn't say anything to me."
"Wait, so he knows you are conscious again and he walked out on you without saying anything? He already knew about the baby Phoebe, we all did."
"No, I know you did. But I told him he was the father. I don't think he believes me Monica."
"Joeys the dad!" Monica's eyes nearly popped out of her head.
"Rachel didn't tell you!" Phoebe was just as surprised as Mon.
"No. Oh my god, the first time she's managed to keep her mouth shut. Wow, im still in shock. You and Joey parents!" Monica took a seat where Joey had been sitting just a few hours ago.
There was a long silence.
"Monica?" Monica looked up to see what Phoebe wanted.
"Can you hand me the baby? I haven't held her yet," there was sadness to Phoebe's voice.
Monica jumped up, "Sure I can,"
She lifted the baby up, gently, and handed her to her mother.
Phoebe looked down adoringly at her sleeping daughter and felt her heart skip a beat. She never knew how much love you could feel for something that only minutes before had been a stranger. "She's so tiny! And she's so beautiful." Phoebe gushed, but her tone soon changed back to that of sadness. "I didn't think id ever get to hold my own baby. It's kind or ironic actually. She saved my life, but nearly killed me," Phoebe gave a halfhearted chuckle.
"What do you mean she saved your life?" Monica screwed up her face in misunderstanding.
"Without you guys I was lost. I was alone again for the first time in 10 years and I was terrified. I had forgotten how lonely life as a run-away was, it dismal and depressing. You have no one to talk to, no one to share things with, no support, and no hugs when you're down. Its amazing how important these things are, without them you have nothing. When I found out from Ursula my Mom had killed herself all I wanted to do was die too. She was all I had. But then I met you and the others and my life felt complete again. I had something to live for. Then 6 months ago when I lost you guys my world fell apart again, just as it had before. I thought if I died no one would miss me, so I decided to follow in my mom's footsteps. I had it planned out, but I couldn't go through with it. It was a few days later I found out I was pregnant. Any thoughts of killing myself went out the window right there and then. I wasn't going to put my kid through what my mom put me and Ursula through. I knew I had to live for him or her, because they were going to be my new life." Phoebe looked over at a crying Monica.
"Im sorry Mon. For everything." Phoebe lay back and shut her eyes. She had gotten a lot of things off her chest and the release felt wonderful. Now she wanted to sleep, but it wasn't going to happen that way. A chap sounded at the door and a Dr. entered.
"Miss Buffay, we have the results of your scan."
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I am so sorry guys for being so long updating. My pc crashed and decided to take my chapter 25 with it, so ive had to start from scratch :o(I apologise if it's a bit of a mess.
Anywayssssss, a few more chapters left, so ill get away and start writing again :o) Keep reviewing please :o) Luv ya all xxxx
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with friends, but maybe one day ;o)
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"Phoebe!"
Joey stood completely motionless and dumbfounded. This was far too much for him to comprehend. She had woken up, and said something that shook his world.
"What did you just say?" His voice trembled with anxiety; terrified he had heard her wrong.
Phoebe summoned all the energy she had to repeat her statement. It took her a few minutes to let her sight adjust to the light; she wanted to look Joey directly in the eye as she spoke to him.
"Its your baby as well Joey. I hadn't slept with anyone in months before you, and haven't since. She's not baby girl Buffay. She's baby girl Tribbiani."
Phoebe shut her eyes again; unable to summon the energy to keep them open.
Joey didn't know how to react. He glanced down at the tiny bundle cradled in his arms and studied her face fixedly, looking for a resemblance.
Phoebe could feel her heart begin to pound as he placed the baby back in her incubator and turned to the door, exiting it quietly.
This wasn't how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to go to her and kiss her and tell her he was so happy. What was wrong with him? Didn't he believe her? Was he mad at her for not telling him? She burst into painful sobs, but it literally hurt her to cry. She clung to her stomach and felt herself bleed again. She reached up and frantically pressed the buzzer by her bedside, desperate for a nurse to come to her aid.
Immediately a team of medics rushed to her side.
"She's awake!" A staff nurse shouted to a Dr who was running right behind her.
"I'm bleeding again, please help me, I don't want to die! My baby needs a Mom!" Phoebe could feel the panic rise in her as she felt the blood drain from her body again.
"Your ok, just stay calm, panicking makes it worse" The Dr was trying desperately to reassure her, but nothing he could say would do that.
Dr. Phillips lifted the bed sheets off of her and inspected the extent of the haemorrhaging.
"You're going to be fine Phoebe. Its just a small bleed, nothing life threatening" he flashed her a smile. "We're going to have to take you for x-rays just now, we have to get to the bottom of the problem. Is that ok with you?"
Phoebe gave him a little nod in agreement, but felt terrified of the results. Something serious was wrong with her, she just knew deep down.
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Monica, Chandler, Rachel and Ross congregated in the hospital gift shop. It was Rachel's desperation for a drink that landed them there, but Chandler had another reason for wanting to go.
"Where did Chandler go?" Monica enquired, looking around for her absent friend.
"He went over there," Ross pointed to behind a large shelf.
Monica walked towards it and peered over to see chandler checking out bunches of flowers that were on sale. He had a huge bouquet in his hands, admiring them adoringly.
"Awww are you buying Phoebe flowers?" Monica looked at him teary eyed at his compassion.
He spun around, and looked embarrassed at her gushing.
"Hmmm, well no actually. You weren't meant to see these." Chandler looked away, uncomfortable. "I was buying them for you. To say sorry for everything that's happened between you and me. I feel terrible at having lost your friendship for 5 months. It was the worst thing ive ever had to deal with no being able to speak to you. Seeing Phoebe so ill has made me look at things in a different light and I don't want to lose you again."
Monica stood in awe at what she had just heard. She felt the same way, but was too proud to admit it. She admired him so much for being the stronger person.
"Chandler you don't know how much that means to me. Im totally lost for words." Her eyes cloudy as she looked at the man she loved with all her heart but was afraid to tell.
"Friends forever? No more fall outs?" Chandler smiled over at her, hoping she would one day see him as more than a friend.
"Im never gonna let you out of my life again." She moved towards him and pulled him close to her. She felt herself shiver with the feel of his hands on her back, a little excited at him being so close once again. She had managed to bury her feelings for so long, but in a split second she could feel them resurface, taking over her body, mind and soul.
"Are you cold?" Chandler felt her body convulse next to his.
She looked up at him and shook her head. She didn't feel like explaining, she just wanted to relish the moment with him.
Chandler let his hands slide to his side, feeling that he had held onto her for too long. He didn't want his feelings to be too noticeable.
"Monica, I don't want to get into a long discussion about this here, but can I ask you something?" Chandler had his embarrassed expression back on his face, cringing over what he was about to ask her.
"Sure you can?" Monica was puzzled but also curious as to what he had to ask.
"Why did you sleep with my cousin? Was it because you were drunk, or did you have feelings for him?" Chandler half wished he hadn't asked, he didn't want to hear the answer.
"What? I didn't sleep with your cousin! Who told you that?" Monicas face contorted in anger.
Chandler shuffled his feet in discomfiture.
"Nicola, his wife. She told me she caught you both in bed when she went to check on you."
"Im surprised she was able to talk to you, after all you did have your tongue lodged in her throat," Monica was still raging at Chandler's accusation.
Now it was Chandlers turn to look stunned.
"What do you mean by that?" His eyes grew wider, and then he remembered he had kissed Nicola, and his cheeks flushed bright red.
"I saw you both Chandler, don't deny it! On the couch, absolutely no shame!"
"Nothing happened I swear. I pushed her away because it was you I lo," He stopped himself dead in his tracks.
"Me you what?" Monica questioned, confused.
There was no way out of this.
"Loved. Ok you happy now. I love you." Chandler dropped the flowers on the floor and raced off, leaving Monica astonished.
"He loves me!"
"What you saying Mon?" Ross tapped his sister on the shoulder causing her to jump.
"Oh, em, nothing. I was just thinking aloud."
"Did you get Chandler?" He asked.
"Yes, he's gone for a walk I think," Monica was speaking but her brain wasn't thinking the words. She had too much else on her mind now.
"I'm sure he will meet us in Phoebe's room when he's done with his walk. Come on lets get a move on, I need to be back early, I have a lot of students essays to mark." Monica nodded, but again hadn't really taken in what he had said.
The three set off for Phoebes room, about to get a surprise.
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Rachel lifted her hand and pulled down the silver door handle, opening the door wide. As they entered the room they stopped abruptly and stared at the empty, blood-soaked bed in front of them.
"Oh my God! Phoebe!" Monica could feel her legs begin to buckle at the shock.
Just as she was about to collapse a noise came thundering down the corridor. All three turned to the door to see a pale but awake phoebe being wheeled into the room on a portable bed.
"Pheebs! Honey your awake!" They rushed towards her and practically dived onto the bed along with her, in a desperate attempt to get a hug.
"Be careful. Don't overwhelm her, she has just woken from a coma she is fragile!" a sullen looking nurse at the bottom of the bed chastised them for their brashness, but it was duly ignored. They turned back to Phoebe, giving her all their attention.
"Are you ok sweetie?" Monica squeezed her hand.
"Uh huh, I think so. I bled again so they had to do a scan. Mon im scared, what if they find something serious!" Phoebe broke down, and buried her head into her three friends.
"Oh Pheebs don't worry, its just routine. You're going to be fine." Rachel stroked her hair comfortingly.
"I hope so Rach, I really hope so," She took in a deep breath and tried to regain normality.
"Has anyone seen Joey?" Phoebe looked around the room, knowing full well he wasn't there, but it was her gut instinct to search for him.
"We thought he was here with you?" Monica followed Phoebe's eyes around the room.
Ross stood across from Phoebe and watched sadly as tears streamed her face. Watching her like this was so hard for him.
He coughed in a vain attempt to stop his eyes watering further.
"Can you guys excuse me? I need to get out of here." Ross raced from the room, unable to control his emotions any more.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and watched a disturbed Ross leave.
"No one wants to be around me today," Phoebe said sadly, bowing her head.
"Ill go see if he's ok," Rachel power-walked swiftly behind him.
"He's the second person to walk out on me in an hour," Phoebe was desperate to talk to Monica about Joey, but wanted her to bring it up first.
"Who else walked out on you?" Monica fell for Phoebes bait.
"Joey did. I told him about the baby and he didn't say anything to me."
"Wait, so he knows you are conscious again and he walked out on you without saying anything? He already knew about the baby Phoebe, we all did."
"No, I know you did. But I told him he was the father. I don't think he believes me Monica."
"Joeys the dad!" Monica's eyes nearly popped out of her head.
"Rachel didn't tell you!" Phoebe was just as surprised as Mon.
"No. Oh my god, the first time she's managed to keep her mouth shut. Wow, im still in shock. You and Joey parents!" Monica took a seat where Joey had been sitting just a few hours ago.
There was a long silence.
"Monica?" Monica looked up to see what Phoebe wanted.
"Can you hand me the baby? I haven't held her yet," there was sadness to Phoebe's voice.
Monica jumped up, "Sure I can,"
She lifted the baby up, gently, and handed her to her mother.
Phoebe looked down adoringly at her sleeping daughter and felt her heart skip a beat. She never knew how much love you could feel for something that only minutes before had been a stranger. "She's so tiny! And she's so beautiful." Phoebe gushed, but her tone soon changed back to that of sadness. "I didn't think id ever get to hold my own baby. It's kind or ironic actually. She saved my life, but nearly killed me," Phoebe gave a halfhearted chuckle.
"What do you mean she saved your life?" Monica screwed up her face in misunderstanding.
"Without you guys I was lost. I was alone again for the first time in 10 years and I was terrified. I had forgotten how lonely life as a run-away was, it dismal and depressing. You have no one to talk to, no one to share things with, no support, and no hugs when you're down. Its amazing how important these things are, without them you have nothing. When I found out from Ursula my Mom had killed herself all I wanted to do was die too. She was all I had. But then I met you and the others and my life felt complete again. I had something to live for. Then 6 months ago when I lost you guys my world fell apart again, just as it had before. I thought if I died no one would miss me, so I decided to follow in my mom's footsteps. I had it planned out, but I couldn't go through with it. It was a few days later I found out I was pregnant. Any thoughts of killing myself went out the window right there and then. I wasn't going to put my kid through what my mom put me and Ursula through. I knew I had to live for him or her, because they were going to be my new life." Phoebe looked over at a crying Monica.
"Im sorry Mon. For everything." Phoebe lay back and shut her eyes. She had gotten a lot of things off her chest and the release felt wonderful. Now she wanted to sleep, but it wasn't going to happen that way. A chap sounded at the door and a Dr. entered.
"Miss Buffay, we have the results of your scan."
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I am so sorry guys for being so long updating. My pc crashed and decided to take my chapter 25 with it, so ive had to start from scratch :o(I apologise if it's a bit of a mess.
Anywayssssss, a few more chapters left, so ill get away and start writing again :o) Keep reviewing please :o) Luv ya all xxxx
