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Chapter 10 "Mixed feelings"

Ross and Rachel were sitting on the huge bed of their suite. The silence between them was very uncomfortable.

Ross said earlier that he would call his lawyer tomorrow and discuss about the money issues and that soon Rachel would have her share of the money in her account. Rachel kept thinking about the luxury apartment and the sport car she was about to have, but somehow they didn't seem so tempting anymore. She needed something else in her life. She needed to be happy and money alone didn't make people happy. "Love... to love someone and be loved in return." That was what she needed. Rachel looked at her husband sitting on the other edge of the bed. "What are you thinking, Rach! Love! You just married a guy for money!"

"Do you want something to drink or..." Ross desperately wanted to get rid of the silence.

"Yeah... water would be fine." she smiled weakly. She was nervous. This was going to be their wedding night and she hoped that Ross didn't expect anything from her...

Ross came back with a glass of water and handed it to Rachel who drunk it quickly.

"Boy, you sure were thirsty." he laughed and Rachel smiled back but didn't open her mouth to start a conversation.

"Well, you sure are awfully quiet... but that's ok. I'm used to monopolizing the discussion."

Rachel laughed a little.

"You don't have to talk. I just thought that it would be nice to get to know each other after all we are stuck with one another for a year." Ross tried again, but since Rachel still didn't make an effort he got up and started to leave.

"Ok, I see you are not interested in getting to know..."

"Where does you family come from?" Rachel interrupted him and he started smiling.

"Well they come from Long Island... I have actually lived in Long Island for whole my life."

"Oh my God! Me too... weird how we have never met before."

"Yeah, well I was a quiet kid. Little bit geeky... Well ok a lot geeky!" Ross laughed.

"You geeky! Never!" Rachel laughed back. "So I know you have one younger sister... any other siblings?"

"No, it's just Monica and me. How about you... Any siblings from hell?"

Rachel smiled. "Yeah, two and they really are from hell. Both are so spoiled. Well my family was kinda wealthy, but I always refused to take my dad's money. (author's note: If I might just borrow Monica's words: I KNOW! But this is an A/U fic so let's pretend that Rachel was never spoiled. *LOL*) My sisters on the other hand were more than happy to take all the gifts he gave them.

"I see. Actually it's totally different between me and Monica. We are in very good relations..." Ross smiled sadly.

"What is it?" Rachel worriedly asked.

"Well it's just that I miss my sister very much... and I just left Monica dealing with my mess. I'm such a bad person."

"No you're not. You did what you felt like you had to do!"

"No I did what was best for me! I was acting selfishly. We have to get back to NY. I have to explain this all to Monica."

"Ok... I understand."

***

She froze and waited for continuation, but when nothing happened she slowly but firmly turned around to face him. To her surprise he was still positioned on the couch and seemed to be asleep. She wondered if she was hearing things and had just been paranoid, but when Chandler started repeating her name again she knew that it wasn't her imagination that was playing tricks on her it was Chandler speaking in his sleep. Monica smiled thinking what could Chandler be dreaming about. Well what ever it was it included her.


After a while just standing there Monica decided that it was time to get out before he woke up, but when she heard him saying her name yet again her curiosity got the best of her and she couldn't help but to get a little bit closer so she could hear him better. Soon she found herself sitting on the couch where he was sleeping listening to his unclear mumbles. She couldn't make any sense in them so she got herself just a little bit closer.

Chandler looked so peaceful sleeping there on the couch that Monica couldn't help herself but to reach her hand towards his face, but before her hand reached its destination Chandler crabbed it tightly his eyes fully open now.

"AAa!" Monica screamed. His sudden movement had almost made her jump to the roof. She had always been really jumpy and hated if somebody tried to scare her. Ross had done that about zillions of times when they were kids and she hated it back then too. Chandler couldn't but laugh at Monica's reaction and that made her blush.

"You scheming son of a..."

"My my aren't we cranky in the morning" Chandler grinned.

She was becoming really irritated and his smug look didn't ease the feeling a bit.

"So you were awake the whole time?" Monica asked unsurely wanting to know how long he had been aware of her plan of trying to sneak out.

"Well I woke up about the time you pumped right into my mom's antique chair...it was pretty amusing sight actually..."He smiled. " May you demonstrate it to me again?"

"Hah hah... very funny!"

"Yes it actually was." he widened his grin and at that point there was nothing she wished more than the ground swallowing her. All the emotions she was feeling started crashing down on her...She missed her brother so much and she was still tired since she had barely even slept in three whole days.

She was not a weak woman and almost never cried but somehow now when she least wanted it she felt her eyes water. It was really not Chandler's fault although he didn't help much with his annoying attitude, but it was more due to the worry she felt towards Ross. She hadn't heard from him since the day before the wedding and she had no idea what was going on.

Chandler, off course, saw that she was upset and immediately thought that it was because of him. He had gone too far. He was holding her arms in his tightly...maybe too tightly and treating her like a criminal... yelling at her....laughing at her. No wonder she was upset.

He had not made this easy on her. He had not given her the benefit of the doubt . Not even considering the possibility of her being innocent he had dragged her into his mothers old cabin in the foods where no one would come looking for them. "God only knows what she must think I'm trying to do to her. Maybe she thinks I'm trying to take advantage of her 'cause heaven forbid there is no way she could stop me..."

"I'm sorry....I didn't mean to hurt you...or anything." Chandler stuttered. Being too confused and not knowing what to do he just sat there Monica being close to him due to the fact that her hands where still tightly locked to his. He had totally forgotten the fact that he was still holding her hands and focused his attention on Monica's watering eyes.

Monica didn't reply anything... she was actually out of words for a change. She had no idea what to say or do. But to her surprise she found herself enjoying the fact that he was now the one feeling bad for treating her like this. She considered telling him that it was okay...that he wasn't the reason why she was crying, but decided against it. Maybe it would be better if he didn't know...to make him think that he was behind her misery. Maybe she could benefit from his sudden guilt.

"Say something ...anything" Chandler said interrupting her thoughts. He wanted to know that she wasn't hurt. In fact He was desperately in need of her reassuring him that it was okay...that she was just tired... but who was he kidding? Off course she wasn't okay: She has know idea where she is and what is going to happen to her. How could she possibly be okay? He waited for a second or two not yet loosening his crib when Monica finally begun talking.

"Don't hurt me..." She said weakening her voice just enough to make it sound desperate. She did it on purpose too. She needed to make him think she was scared of him or something and it worked perfectly. Chandler immediately loosened his hold and put some space between them.

"I'm sorry...I'm...I don't...I won't hurt you. I'm not like that. I'd never." He whispered guilt shinning all over him. What had made him so bitter to use as tragic measures as this. He turned to the woman, who was now sitting on the couch hugging her knees looking so small and scared...scared because of him...him, who never really had any attention of hurting her. Well not physically at least.

He wasn't capable of anything like that...well actually he really wasn't so sure of it anymore. He didn't know what he was capable of doing when truly slapped on the face...He surely never thought he could be able to drag some woman unwillingly with him. But here he was that woman right in front of him scared to dead...because of him.

***

Rachel fell asleep early that night. I guess all the excitement of the day finally paid off. Ross on the other hand could hardly sleep at all. He kept thinking about his sister and what kinda hell she must go trough right now. That Chandler guy has probably found out about Cathy and him by now and has given Monica some hard time. Well Ross had now realized that in the end he didn't do all this just because he was being selfish. He had Monica's interest at heart also because he had planed to share this money with Monica and that was what he was going to do.

Next day Ross and Rachel headed to the airport and took the first flight to NY. Ross was very worried after finding out that his sister was nowhere to be found, but after Sharon told him that she had left her a message saying that she'll be away for a while Ross felt a little better. Although it was quite bizarre since Monica never wanted to take a break from work. In fact she was a workaholic.

Rachel on the other hand was worried about Chandler, he too couldn't be found anywhere but then again that wasn't so weird considering all that had happened lately. Rachel had tried to call him, but his phone was turned off. She was a bit happy about it though. She didn't know what Chandler would do after finding out that she was married to his worst enemy.

Days passed by and Ross had token care of the legal issues with his lawyer and he had even bought a beautiful mansion for him and Rachel to life in. They had gone over to dinner to Ross' parents who were surprised, but then again happy that their son had finally settled down. They really liked Rachel and Rachel felt like home in their house. She was a little sad though, because they were talking about getting grand children soon and everything. She so wanted to make their wish come true, but she never could.

Since Rachel didn't have a work and well her only true friend was Chandler she was feeling a bit lonely these days. The house was very huge and she barely even met Ross during the day, they only had dinner together and usually they ate in awkward silences. Well Rachel did have friends, but during this time apart from them she had realized that she didn't even miss any of them. They were all so shallow and didn't care about anything else but shopping with their dad's credit cards. Chandler Rachel did miss though and a lot. She missed having long meaningful talks with him pouring her heart out. She really needed a friend to talk to right now.

Suddenly a thought came to Rachel's head maybe she should try to talk to Ross, after all he was her husband. She quietly got up forgetting that she was only wearing a light night dress. She felt a gentle night breeze coming from the open window as she took a deep breath thinking that she will do this. She will walk to Ross and get to know him better.

She didn't have to walk long, because Ross' room was very close to hers. Gently she knocked on the door and heard him asking her to come in. Her hands were shaking when she tried to open the door. She was nervous and her heart was beating fast.

"Rach?" Ross asked surprised after seeing her. He looked at her with a dreamy look as he noticed her light night dress. Rachel's face looked angelic against the moonlight shining from the window and Ross felt shivers go down his spine. "Was this beautiful woman really my wife?" He asked himself.

"Hi, I couldn't sleep and I saw a light coming from your room so I figured that you couldn't probably sleep either." she smiled sweetly and he just nodded. Rachel admired his arm muscles and his masculine chest while he breathed in and out heavily. He was sure a one hansom man.

"I figured that... Well after all we are married, though only in name that... We... well." Rachel tried to explain, but couldn't get the words out.

"Yes?" Ross smiled asking.

"Well we could maybe try and get to know each other better."

"Oh, I thought you didn't wanna get to know me." He laughed.

"Why would you get that idea?"

"Well the fact that you never even tried talking to me during those dinners and..."

"Well here I am so tell me something about you." Rachel said and sat down on his bed.

"What do you wanna know?"

"Well how about your ex-girlfriends?" Rachel smiled and he laughed.

"Not so many of those." he blushed a little.

"Well tell me about the few then..."

***

The unbearable silence had filled the room once again. Chandler stood about five meters away from Monica; who was still sitting on the couch hugging her knees. They both had kept their positions. Chandler due to the fact that he didn't want to scare her anymore than he already had and Monica because she knew that he was watching her every movement. It seemed like some strange power had stopeded their lives from going on. There was no voices, no movement...no nothing. Just silence.

They both just breathed in and out and in again. And this went on about ten minutes or so until Monica couldn't hold it any longer. Something in this whole situation begun to be more hilarious and amusing than sad and unbearable. She started going through all the events of this past few days and some how it made her laugh. Maybe it was the fact that everything had gone so badly or the fact that how unrealistic it all sounded. Especially when happening to her.

Her life had always been unbelievably boring and now...it was like straight from some B-movie which she used to watch on tv. Now she was living it. Living the movie and it was so ironic some how amusing to her. She couldn't hold back the laughter for long. And when she burst into laughing Chandler turned to look at her in disbelieve. The woman who was just minutes ago fully crying was now laughing her ass of.

"You really need some therapy." he finally said. This woman was amazing..and surprising. He never knew what was going to come next. It was kind of exciting...not always knowing what will happen. He had lived his life by planning almost everything he did. Some might say he was boring like that, but he had always considered it to be a good thing.

Well now he surely hadn't planned this and look where it took him. Well he had to admit that his life most deffinately wasn't boring anymore.

"What is so funny anyway?" He asked curiously. What could possible be funny about this situation... nothing came to his mind.

"It's just so ironic. My life has always been so boring and nothing really happens to me and now I find myself here kidnapped by a strange man. It's like from a bad soap opera." Monica explained while still laughing.

"Well what about me then!? I have never even stole a candy bar and now...Kidnapping a woman!" He too burst out laughing.

They both laughed harder than they ever had before and the oddest thing was that all the hatred between them was suddenly forgotten.

***

Suddenly Rachel started to stir. She had no idea what time was nor where she was. When her eyes had finally adjusted to the light she noticed that she was lying on Ross' bed. She looked beside her and saw Ross sleeping peacefully next to her.Memories from last night suddenly started coming back to her. She remembered talking with Ross for many hours and how easy and comfortable it was. Ross had told some very funny stories about his childhood and about his exes and Rach had done the same. Rachel couldn't remember when was the last time she had felt as ease as she had felt last night. She looked at Ross. He looked so cute sleeping and he was smiling in his sleep. Rachel wondered what his dream was about. Suddenly the thought that someday she would have to leave all this behind started feeling very sad. At first she had done this for money, but now it was a lot more than that. She knew that if she staid these feelings would grow stronger and it would be even harder for her to leave.

"Should I leave now?" she thought, but that would mean that she would loose the money. Then again she didn't care about the money anymore, but leaving would also mean letting Ross down. The thought that he was in this only for the money made her heart ache. He was probably looking forward to the time when they could finally take a divorce and then he could start enjoying the money by himself. Suddenly Rachel felt a huge urge to burst in tears. She knew that she had grown to like Ross a lot, specially after last night, but what she didn't know yet was that she was actually starting to fall in love with him.

Suddenly Ross started to wake up, but Rachel was so deep into her thoughts that she didn't notice it.

Ross looked beside him and saw Rachel sitting there quietly something obviously troubling her. He gently brushed her hair away from her face startling her.

"Hush, It's ok. It's just me." Ross smiled sweetly and gently stroked her cheek.

"How did you sleep." He asked and Rachel forced a smile.

"Very well, thanks."

"Well good... Do you want something to eat. I can make us some breakfast." Ross smiled and when Rachel only nodded he left towards the kitchen.

"Ross, stop being so nice to me and maybe these feelings will go away..."Rachel wished quietly before standing up herself.



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