Hey! Thank you SO MUCH for all your reviews, once again, SORRY FOR THE DELAY! Hopefully I'll get it up earlier next time… To answer your questions, yes, this CAN be an R&R story, if you people want it to be! The Amsterdam at the end of the last chapter was a quote from TOW the Football. Chandler says it, and I crack up every time.

Chapter 4

"Hey Pheebs, hey Joey." Rachel walked into Central Perk and plopped onto the chair. She was exhausted.

"Hey Rach, what's up?" said Phoebe.

"Yeah, how'd it go with Ross last night?" said Joey.

"Ugh, it was so tiring!" Rachel said. "We all stayed up to watch a movie, and I didn't want Ross and I to be alone because I was afraid of what he might do. So I made Monica watch with us, but she kept falling asleep and I kept having to pinch her."

"Pinch her where?" asked Joey instantly. Rachel and Phoebe automatically ignored him.

"So what happened when the movie ended?" Phoebe asked. "Was it weird having to share a bed with him?"

"Kind of," Rachel admitted. "I mean, we've done it before, obviously, so it wasn't THAT weird, it's just that we haven't done it in so long."

"What, so you did it?" said Joey quickly. Phoebe sat up, her eyes widening.

"Of course not!" Rachel said, surprised. "Please! It's been like six years!"

"Not to him," muttered Phoebe, slumping back down.

"Yeah, you know Rach, you could always break it off with him and pretend like you did it right before the accident, he probably wouldn't know the difference," Joey told her.

"Why do people keep telling me that!?!" Rachel said, irritated. "I KNOW I could break it off if I wanted to, but the fact is, I don't! I'm not going to put him through that when he'll remember in like twenty-four hours anyway."

"That's fine, Rach. Joey was just suggesting it. He didn't mean anything," said Phoebe.

"Ugh, I know, I'm sorry, you guys," said Rachel. "I'm just tired. I was up all night thinking about how Ross was lying like a foot away from me. I'm so tired."

"Hey everyone!" Chandler and Monica came in holding hands. "Wow, that was pretty weird last night, huh Rach," Monica commented.

"Yeah, sure was. By the way Mon, that was really smooth this morning, the way you managed to sneak out and see Chandler.  Ross wasn't TOO suspicious or anything."

"What happened?" asked Phoebe as Monica and Chandler sat down next to her.

"Oh, she made some random excuse about having to go buy floor cleaner," Rachel said mildly. "Just because he doesn't remember the last six years doesn't mean he forgot that you have like seven bottles jammed under the sink, Monica."

"I've never been a very good liar, you could have helped," Monica defended herself. "So where does he think I went? He didn't see me go to Joey's, did he?"

"Nope," Rachel said. "He thinks you went over to Richard's to try and get him back. Apparently he has a very selective memory."

"The big tree," Chandler muttered.

"Hey, where is Ross, anyway?" Joey asked suddenly. "He didn't try to go to the museum, did he?"

"No, I told him that they called and asked him to take a break," Rachel said, frowning slightly at her choice of words. "And he knows we don't want him at his apartment. He said he was going to get a book from the library really quickly, he'll be here soon."

Right on cue, Ross stepped through the door. "Hey guys!" he called. They all waved and smiled. Chandler and Monica instantly dropped hands and hopped two feet away from each other. Ross sank down on the chair next to Rachel, who looked slightly uncomfortable by the closeness, but she made no move to scoot over.

"So, what are we talking about?" Ross asked.

"Oh, y'know, the usual," Joey said quickly.

"Yup," Phoebe agreed instantly. "The usual. Weather, sports, global warming, and everything else we usually talk about."

"Thanks Pheebs," Ross commented.

"Always." Phoebe smiled brightly.

"Anyway Rach, we should hurry if I'm going to walk you to work like usual," Ross told her. "Um, Monica, Chandler, why are you guys sitting so far apart?" Chandler and Monica mumbled excuses and scooted slightly closer together.

"Oh what, walk me to work?" Rachel echoed faintly. "Um, no, I really don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?" asked Ross, puzzled. "It'll be just like it was before the accident, nothing's changed. I'll walk you to work, pick you up for lunch, and meet you for the way home."

That's right, Rachel thought. They had done that often. But not today, they couldn't do it then. How was she going to get out of this one? There was no way he'd ever believe that her office had moved…would he?

"Actually sweetie, I took a couple days off so I could spend some time with you and everybody else," Rachel said, surprising even herself with the ease with which she used the word "sweetie".

"Aw, you didn't have to do that," said Ross, surprised.

"Well, I did," Rachel laughed. "No work today! Maybe not tomorrow either! Or the next day!" However long it takes you to get your memory back, she added in her head. "Okay, can you get me a cup of coffee really quick? I've gotta run to the bathroom…"

"Sure," said Ross agreeably. He hopped up and walked over to the counter. The others watched him leave, then turned to face Rachel.

"Liar, liar, pants on fire," sang Chandler softly.

"Dude, what are you? Five?" asked Joey. Chandler stared at him in disbelief.

"Oh, be quiet," Rachel snapped. "I gotta go call my work!" She leapt up and ran toward the payphone in the back.

"Oh man, this is really hard!" Phoebe whined as she, Joey, Rachel, Chandler and Monica walked into Monica's apartment. "You can't even mention the President, because he still thinks it's Bill Clinton. We have to hide the chick and the duck because he doesn't remember them existing. The only upshot is that he can't take us through his version of Star Wars: Attack of the Clones, because as far as he knows, it's not out yet." She grinned evilly.

"I know!" Chandler agreed. "I'm just glad we ditched him downstairs checking the mail and paying the cab driver, I need a few minutes in our time. This is too bizarre."

"I told you it was weird," Rachel said.

"It's like a flashback on some cheesy TV show." Monica shuddered. The phone rang.

"Should I grab that?" asked Joey, who was standing right next to the phone.

"Nah, let the machine get it," answered Monica. "Probably just some random telemarketer, it's that time of day." The phone kept ringing and ringing until, finally, the machine picked up.

"Hey, Dude! You've reached the apartment of Wayne and Garth. We're pretty busy now, but if you leave a message, we'll send you a signed photo pronto! Wayne's World! Wayne's World! Party time! Excellent!"

Everyone turned to stare at Chandler. "Hehehehe," he laughed nervously.

"YOU CHANGED THE MESSAGE AGAIN??" Monica shrieked.

"I'm sorry honey, I was bored!" Chandler stammered.

"OH PLEASE!" Monica shouted. "You know it's your favorite hobby!"

"Yeah man, take up basketball or something," Joey said, giving him a look.

"Oh yeah, just because the Knicks rule so much, right?" Chandler said sarcastically.

"Yeah the Knicks rule!" cheered Joey, completely changing his mood.

"Beep."

"Um, hi, Monica? Do you still live here?"

Everyone turned to stare at the answering machine in shock. It couldn't be…could it?

"Um, I'm sorry, I'm just trying to track Ross down, I've been calling his apartment every day for the past three days, and haven't gotten an answer. I suppose he's moved or something…if you know where he is, please tell him that…that it's not working out with this guy, and if Ross is willing, what he and I had was great, and I would really love just to give that another chance…I suppose there's not much of a chance you'll get this to him, but please Monica, please…okay then, bye." The caller hung up.

"Was…was that…?" Joey asked. Rachel turned on her heel and walked to her room.

"Yeah," said Monica, shocked, staring at the machine. "It was."

For the caller had had a familiar voice.

A very familiar female voice.

A very familiar female British voice.

GASP!!! Guess who? Lol, you probably guessed waaaaay before I told you. I'm so easy to read…*tear*. Naw, jk. PLEASE review this chapter, I know it was really short and not very eventful, but the I've planned out the next couple chapters (*plan laugh*) and they'll probably have a lot more action. So! Please read a review…thanks so much for reading…I'm a complete psycho…that pretty much wraps it up, see ya!