Ok, I've been to see Bruce Almighty, which has to be the funniest film EVER!!!!! I couldn't stop laughing and it made my drink come out of my nose, it was a fizzy ice drink which really hurt :-S. And I finished reading Harry Potter and The Order Of The Phoenix, I read it in three days! Most normal people wouldn't be able to do that, they all have lives ;) lol. But anyway… This is the second the last chapter on this story, and sorry for once again leaving it on a cliff-hanger, but that's just 'the way the cookie crumbles.' (you wont get that unless you've seen Bruce Almighty.)

So on with the latest chapter… (and Ps: PhoebeJoeyFan, I tried to email you but Hotmail wouldn't work for me today, my Mum said that I could go, but the only time I could go was with Llew and that was at nine at night and she wouldn't let me go to London on my own at night and wouldn't come with me… so in short, I'm still not allowed to go. But Llew is being the best person in the whole world and getting his autograph for me… I LOVE YOU FOR THAT!!!!!!!)

B-E-A-Utiful!!!!(you wont get that either unless you've seen B.A.)

'Come on Rachel, one more push!' Ross encouraged. They had gotten to the hospital just in time, a few minutes later and Rachel was in the delivery room, ready to push.

'Arrrrghhh, I cant do this!.' Rachel whimpered, face sweaty and red form the exertion. Ross held on to her hand, encouraging her to push more, promising it would be over soon.

Neither of their thoughts were on the man standing outside the door, making sure that they didn't talk about what was happening back at apartment number nineteen.

The room was filled with the sound of a wonderfully healthy baby crying out for the comfort of her mother. Rachel fell back on the bed, exhausted from the effort, but as she was handed her new baby girl she didn't even think about how tired she was.

'Oh my God.' Ross said, amazed at his new baby daughter. Rachel just nodded, her mouth open to speak but no words were coming out. No words were needed.

The last things on their minds were the happenings back home.

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They sat there for hours, not knowing what was going to happen to them. Someone had been sent to cover for the woman standing guard over them after a few hours. A few hours later another person was sent to cover. Then a few hours more and the woman came back. They seemed to be on a regular rotation.

Chandler and Monica were now sitting on one of the barca loungers while Phoebe and Joey were sitting on the other. Chandler was sleeping on Monica's shoulder, Joey was drifting off to sleep but Monica and Phoebe were wide awake, having just woken up half an hour ago.

A few more hours passed and nothing happened. Another hour went by and they got a call from Ross at the hospital telling them that they had a baby girl which they named Emma.

Another two hours went by, the four remaining friends were going out of their minds with boredom, just sitting in the chairs for hours, not even allowed to talk.

Chandler was half way through counting the number of stains on the carpet for the eighth time when the phone rang again.

The woman answered it and nodded along every so often. She hung up the phone and looked directly at them all.

'Ok, the money was where you said it was. Now we're all going to Vegas, there's a car waiting downstairs for us to take us to the airport where we will go straight to our private plane. There will be no exceptions and if any of you try anything then I assure you that you will regret it. Understand?'

The gang nodded and began to stand up stiffly as she untied them. They hadn't moved in ages and were now relishing the freedom of movement.

The freedom was short-lived as they were marched down to the car waiting outside. It was midnight and hardly anyone was around. They drove in silence to the airport and was boarded right on to the plane.

There was a short wait in which they had to wait for clearance to take off. During that time Chandler tried to catch Phoebe's eye. After about five minutes she looked up and caught him staring at her.

'Remember the plan?' He whispered. She hardly heard him, but the lip movements were good enough. She nodded.

Monica and Joey frowned, not knowing what was going in between them. What plan?

There was silence after that moment as someone came in their compartment to guard over them.

And a few hours later they were in Vegas.

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'It will be a few hours before Gareth will be back in America, but we're going to see the boss now.' They were informed as they were again marched to an unknown destination. They were made to sit outside an office situated in the quieter areas of a large casino/hotel/burlesque show building.

After a five minute wait, they were allowed in, awaiting their destiny.

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'They're here now Sir.' The guard said as she led them in to the Boss' room. The Boss nodded to her and she closed the door on the way out, leaving Chandler, Monica, Phoebe and Joey trapped.

He was a man of about 6'5", with light blue eyes and brown hair. He stood up as they stood in the middle of his office. He looked right at them in the most intimidating way he could. Monica started to shift a little under his gaze. Then he looked right at Chandler.

'Chandler,' He said, almost stated.

'Dad.' Chandler returned. They both broke in to a smile and hugged.