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~ The next morning ~
Rachel awoke to the smell of bacon cooking on the stovetop. *I wonder whose cooking? Could it be Ross? I should be doing that.* Rachel groggily got out of bed. She nervously straitened her long skirt.
Rachel crept down the hall. She didn't know where the kitchen was exactly so she moved in the general direction of where the glorious smells were coming from. She peeked her head in the kitchen. There she saw Monica cooking.
"Good Morning, Monica." Rachel said as she glanced over at the kitchen table where a young girl sat, staring at her, waiting for her breakfast.
"Rachel!!! How are you?" Monica said as she turned around smiling.
"I'm just fine—"
"Who is dat, Auntie Monica?" The little girl interrupted. Rachel blushed, as she realized that she had not paid any attention to the little girl whom she assumed to be Meg.
"Meg, this is Rachel your—"
"My new wife." Rachel turned around to see Ross coming up behind her.
"Daddy, whats a wife." Meg asked scrunching up her nose.
"Never mind sweetie. I'll tell you later."
"Hey sweetie." Rachel said as she walked over to Meg. "You can just call
me Auntie Rachel, ok?." Meg nodded and got down off of her chair and hugged Rachel around the knees. Rachel was surprised she looked up at Ross who had an unreadable expression on his face.
"Ok Meg why don't we eat breakfast now?" Monica said as she dished out food for each of them.
Later that day Rachel decided to explore the farm. She saw Meg trying to help Ross as best she could by picking up small things that you could tell Ross had dropped especially for that purpose. Rachel giggled as she watched Meg trailing on behind Ross. Rachel decided not to bother their special father/ daughter time so she continued walking. She explored the barn, she also saw the Ranch hands working in the fields.
Life started to become a little more normal for Rachel, the day was the same every day. Ross, Rachel, and Meg would eat breakfast, then Ross would head out to the fields. Rachel would stay indoors cooking, cleaning, ect. Ross would come home at dusk ready for a large dinner. They would then all just sit in the living room doing different tasks. Rachel was starting to wonder though when was this marriage actually going to be a "real marriage"?
Rachel also became quite good friends with Ross's sister Monica and of coarse her friend Phoebe. The three women would talk for hours on end, and they all felt like they were sisters. And it was soon found out that Phoebe was expecting her first child and Monica her second. Rachel began to feel a little jealous that she and her new husband didn't share that kind intimacy. But just as soon as the thought popped in she brushed it away. She knew that it would most likely come in time.
Rachel had begun to admire many of Ross's traits, but she knew that admiring wasn't quite enough to carry the load of a normal marriage. She liked that when Ross came home he didn't care how tired he was, he would make himself sit down on the floor and play with Meg. Rachel would just sit there many times just watching them play, she never thought it was boring. Especially when she saw that glorious smile of Ross's that could light up a room. Rachel never ceased to hope that one day they would share love—true love.
But, Rachel never complained and continued her life like such until one day she saw Ross stumbling up the path towards the house. Rachel became worried because she didn't know what was wrong. As Ross entered the house Meg jumped up and tried to run and give him a hug, but he weakly put his hand up as if trying to block her. Rachel came towards him with a concerned look on her face.
"Ross, what's the matter." Rachel asked concerned as she neared him. Rachel saw beads of sweat poring off of his forehead. She tentatively reached out an arm as if to see if he had a fever. His head felt like a hot stove as Rachel touched him.
"Ross you're burning up!! We have to get you in bed right away." Rachel put an arm under his. His large body was very heavy and Rachel sagged under his weight. She led him to his bedroom, or rather their bedroom, although technically they had not slept in it together.
"Rachel, take me to the guest bedroom I don't want to kick you out of here." Ross said groggily.
"Ross, this is your bedroom too, so I don't want to hear another word out of you until I know what is wrong with you."
"Auntie Rachel!!!" little Meg cried as she came into the room.
"Yes. Dear?"
"Is my daddy ok?" Meg said as her lip began to quiver.
Rachel knelt down to Meg's eye level. "Sweetie, your daddy is going to be fine, ok?" Rachel carefully kissed the little girl on the cheek and went to look for one of the ranch hands to send for the doctor………………………….
Sorry it's a little shorter than usual but hey…. PLEASE review otherwise this will be a very SHORT ROAD TO LOVE lol J j/k (that was sooo corny oh well)
