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Chapter 11
"Joey must have his cell phone turned off." Rachel
said, with a sigh.
"What about Phoebe?" Ross asked, standing up and
walking over to Rachel with the baby.
"No answer....she must have gone somewhere." Rachel's
eyes were red and puffy. She had just composed herself
from a crying fit she fell into.
"Rach....she's gonna come out of this. She's....Monica...."
Ross said, getting teary-eyed himself. He rubbed
Rachel's shoulders and handed her the baby.
Just for a moment, a vision of childhood memories
flashed through Ross' head. He and Mon had had some
fun times....mostly poking fun, but they had always been
so close. The thought of losing his sister....Ross
couldn't take it. Before he could catch himself he
broke into tears.
"Ross...honey...please don't cry.... Monica's gonna be just
fine." Rachel said sweetly. Just a moment ago, Ross
had been consoling Rachel, but in a split second they
totally changed roles.
"I can't help it....it seems my whole life all I've done
was lose things....I've never had a steady
relationship....I've never had a....dignified....job.
Paleontologist, what a freaking joke! I lost you,
Rachel, I lost the love of my life! I lost the chance
to have a real strong family with you....and....and now I
might be losing my sister!" Ross cried.
"Hey Ross, why don't you stop feeling sorry for
yourself, jerk-off? My wife is DYING in there and all
you're doing out here is crying about your "miserable"
high-paying job and wonderful family life. Why don't
you sit here and think about what Monica is probably
going through right now???" Chandler snapped. Ross
glared at him coldly.
"Maybe she wouldn't have tried to kill herself if you
guys had an even close to decent relationship. It's
all your fault that she's in there!" Ross screamed at
Chandler. They stared at each other with resentful
looks in their eyes.
"You are the worst excuse for a friend and brother
I've ever seen in my life! Why don't you go cry to
your mommy or daddy about it, then put a little more
gel in your hair while you're at it, pretty boy!!"
"I might just go talk to my dad, at least MY DAD is a
man, not a cross dresser!" Ross yelled.
"SHUT UP!!!" Rachel screamed, "I wish you would both
just sit down and think about Monica for a minute. She
is in there, probably dying, and all you two can do is
sit here and argue about jobs, and fathers, and things
that are so selfish I can't believe I was ever
associated with either of you. Now either shut up,
or-"
"Hey what are you guys arguing about, and where's
Joey?" Phoebe asked, walking into the waiting room.
"Pheebs! You're here! How did you know??" Rachel
asked, running up and hugging her.
"Joey called me. Now where is he?" she asked.
"Wait....Phoebe, why are you carry-"
Chapter 11
"Joey must have his cell phone turned off." Rachel
said, with a sigh.
"What about Phoebe?" Ross asked, standing up and
walking over to Rachel with the baby.
"No answer....she must have gone somewhere." Rachel's
eyes were red and puffy. She had just composed herself
from a crying fit she fell into.
"Rach....she's gonna come out of this. She's....Monica...."
Ross said, getting teary-eyed himself. He rubbed
Rachel's shoulders and handed her the baby.
Just for a moment, a vision of childhood memories
flashed through Ross' head. He and Mon had had some
fun times....mostly poking fun, but they had always been
so close. The thought of losing his sister....Ross
couldn't take it. Before he could catch himself he
broke into tears.
"Ross...honey...please don't cry.... Monica's gonna be just
fine." Rachel said sweetly. Just a moment ago, Ross
had been consoling Rachel, but in a split second they
totally changed roles.
"I can't help it....it seems my whole life all I've done
was lose things....I've never had a steady
relationship....I've never had a....dignified....job.
Paleontologist, what a freaking joke! I lost you,
Rachel, I lost the love of my life! I lost the chance
to have a real strong family with you....and....and now I
might be losing my sister!" Ross cried.
"Hey Ross, why don't you stop feeling sorry for
yourself, jerk-off? My wife is DYING in there and all
you're doing out here is crying about your "miserable"
high-paying job and wonderful family life. Why don't
you sit here and think about what Monica is probably
going through right now???" Chandler snapped. Ross
glared at him coldly.
"Maybe she wouldn't have tried to kill herself if you
guys had an even close to decent relationship. It's
all your fault that she's in there!" Ross screamed at
Chandler. They stared at each other with resentful
looks in their eyes.
"You are the worst excuse for a friend and brother
I've ever seen in my life! Why don't you go cry to
your mommy or daddy about it, then put a little more
gel in your hair while you're at it, pretty boy!!"
"I might just go talk to my dad, at least MY DAD is a
man, not a cross dresser!" Ross yelled.
"SHUT UP!!!" Rachel screamed, "I wish you would both
just sit down and think about Monica for a minute. She
is in there, probably dying, and all you two can do is
sit here and argue about jobs, and fathers, and things
that are so selfish I can't believe I was ever
associated with either of you. Now either shut up,
or-"
"Hey what are you guys arguing about, and where's
Joey?" Phoebe asked, walking into the waiting room.
"Pheebs! You're here! How did you know??" Rachel
asked, running up and hugging her.
"Joey called me. Now where is he?" she asked.
"Wait....Phoebe, why are you carry-"