Hey!! Thanks so much for the reviews! My goal is to get more then my last
fic (even though it's not done yet). So anyway, like I promised this will
focus mainly on Ross and Rachel. Again, thanks for the reviews, enjoy!
I don't know much about Canada so I am making up a town so you cannot tell me I am doing something wrong. I am sure if I did something like Toronto you would say that there aren't so-and-so's there and get all mad so I made up a place.
Disclaimer: I don't own them but when Friends is over (tear, tear) will they be owned by anyone?
~*~
After breaking the news of their trip to Monica and Chandler, Ross and Rachel began packing. This task was a bigger deal than Ross had anticipated.
"Oh my God, Ross, I need another suitcase!"
"You have six! How could you possibly have so much stuff?"
"Well I also have stuff for Emma, and you know I have a lot of clothes."
"That's an understatement."
"Well, anyway, do you have another suitcase?"
"Yeah lemme go check."
~*~
With the help of their friends, the Geller 'family' was able to get to the airport gate with all of the suitcases and bags. A teary-eyed Rachel was having a hard time saying good-bye.
"I can't believe I am not gonna see you guys for ten whole months!" Rachel squealed, her voice high-pitched.
"We'll miss you so much, and we will call you everyday." Monica said, hugging her best friend.
"Bye you guys." Ross shouted as they walked down the passageway which leads to the plane.
~*~
The brisk, winter wind swept over the city, causing his body to tremble. Ross could barely see through the intense fog that was filling the street. He looked at a shivering Rachel, who stood next to him with Emma in her arms, as the taxi driver loaded their belongings into the vehicle. The baby started to cry as her mother carried her into the car.
"It's okay Emma," Rachel said trying to soothe her.
~*~
The heat in the automobile had warmed their bodies and they dreaded walking back out into the cold. Arriving at the Marriot hotel, they eventually gave every bag to the bellboy and walked up to the front desk.
"Excuse me?" Ross spoke up.
"Yes?" replied the clerk.
"I have a reservation, for Ross Geller."
"Ah, yes, one moment." The clerk responded, typing something into the computer before her.
"You're staying here for ten months, correct?"
"Yes."
Handing him two small envelopes, "Here are your keys, and I hope you enjoy your stay here at the Marriot"
~*~
Entering the room, Rachel gasped at how spacious it was. There was a large window that was open, displaying an amazingly vast view of the city, and despite the horrendous weather that the city of Preston possessed, its scene was electrifying. There was a large bathroom, coming complete with two sinks, a toilet, a shower, and a bathtub. Across from the washroom was a roomy closet, and a small refrigerator on the side.
Rachel walked back to the wide window and noticed the crib that was already provided for them in the corner. After exploring her new home, she realized something that should have been more obvious the second she walked in. The room only had one bed.
"Ross?" Rachel asked through the bathroom door.
"Yeah?"
"I think they gave us the wrong room, this one only has one bed."
"I know, but it was there were no more double bed rooms in the hotel."
"Really?" she wondered.
"Yeah" he lied.
"Huh, you'd think since we are giving them such great service for almost a year that they would give us the room we want. Do you think that when one opens up they will give us a different one?"
Coming out of the bathroom, "Sorry, sweetie, they said that they were booked solid for the next couple of months, and by then we would already have been settled in."
"Wow, they're booked solid for months?"
"Yep" Ross answered, amazed at how gullible Rachel was.
"So like, isn't it gonna be weird? You know, me, you, the bed"
"Well, we are just friends and it's no big deal, it's not like we're gonna do anything"
"Yeah." she was still skeptical of the whole situation.
"C'mon Rach, you'll see, it won't be that weird."
"Okay, fine"
"You wanna get something to eat?" Ross asked.
"Sure."
~*~
"Wow, you know for hotel food it wasn't that bad." Rachel admitted.
"Yeah, too bad it's too rainy out to go anywhere else, though."
"The storm seems to be getting worse." She said worried.
"I hope Emma doesn't get scared." Said Ross.
"Not my baby, she's fearless. Remember when she went on the swings all by herself?"
"Ah, such bravery" he said, sarcastically.
A Lightning bolt streaked across the sky and a loud thunder boomed. The light show that the storm was creating would have truly been enjoyable, if it wasn't so dangerous.
Turning on the weather channel, "As for Preston, there is a severe thunderstorm warning in affect for the entire area; all are encouraged to seek shelter until the storm passes. This watch is in affect until one in the morning. Electrical damage is already creating power outages in the Terrence Ave. area and all are advised to stay away from electrical appliances, such as telephones, electric stoves, and microwaves. Now for the Toronto weather" Rachel shut off the television.
"What time is it?" asked Ross.
"Nine."
"I'm going to bed; I have to get up early for a meeting tomorrow."
"Well I guess I might as well go to bed too, after all Emma is sleeping and I know that if you wake up early I am gonna wake up early too so."
Rachel crawled into bed and slipped under the covers next to Ross. He surreptitiously tried to snuggle closer to her but failed to be inconspicuous.
"Ross, I need some space I'm like falling off the bed"
"Sorry"
'Damn it, I need to get closer to her, but how?'
A violent roar, escaped the sky and startled Rachel.
"Ross?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm scared"
"Come here," he said, getting closer, he wrapped his arms around her and snuggled to her, this time she did not object.
It seemed to be an explosion that was happening in the world around them, and for a woman who had never been particularly frightened of thunderstorms, it was never more terrifying.
"OH!" Rachel screamed, and started to cry. Ross held her tighter, cherishing that moment which he hadn't felt in a long time. Rachel started to cry into his shoulder as the bangs got louder.
"Oh God Ross, I don't know why I am so scared. I usually don't get this worked up over a storm."
"It's okay," he said, caressing her back, trying to comfort her the best way he could.
BOOM!
Attempting to drown out the noise, Rachel pulled the blanket up over her ears and completely buried her face in Ross' chest.
He kissed her on top of her head, "Its okay, honey, nothing's going to happen to you as long as I am here, I am not going anywhere, ever. I'll take care of you forever."
Suddenly, all noise came to a cease as Rachel quickly jumped up off of him and sat up on the bed. She looked at him with an indecipherable look on her face that Ross would never understand.
"What?" he asked, still confused by her strange reaction to what seemed like nothing at all.
"Oh My God" Rachel realized something that she hadn't known to be true. That familiar feeling that she had felt so many times for the past ten years. That sensation was all too familiar and she didn't know whether to cry or jump for joy. She didn't know if she was scared or happy. She didn't know what to do, but she knew it had happened before.
~*~
There ya go!! All Ross and Rachel!! I am so proud of me! (And that one was longer too!)
Now go, review, GO, please? It would make me so so happy. When you do review, try to be nice, after all I am only a little girl so you do NOT want to make me cry. (I get cranky and throw MAJOR temper tantrums) So review, pwetty pwease?
I don't know much about Canada so I am making up a town so you cannot tell me I am doing something wrong. I am sure if I did something like Toronto you would say that there aren't so-and-so's there and get all mad so I made up a place.
Disclaimer: I don't own them but when Friends is over (tear, tear) will they be owned by anyone?
~*~
After breaking the news of their trip to Monica and Chandler, Ross and Rachel began packing. This task was a bigger deal than Ross had anticipated.
"Oh my God, Ross, I need another suitcase!"
"You have six! How could you possibly have so much stuff?"
"Well I also have stuff for Emma, and you know I have a lot of clothes."
"That's an understatement."
"Well, anyway, do you have another suitcase?"
"Yeah lemme go check."
~*~
With the help of their friends, the Geller 'family' was able to get to the airport gate with all of the suitcases and bags. A teary-eyed Rachel was having a hard time saying good-bye.
"I can't believe I am not gonna see you guys for ten whole months!" Rachel squealed, her voice high-pitched.
"We'll miss you so much, and we will call you everyday." Monica said, hugging her best friend.
"Bye you guys." Ross shouted as they walked down the passageway which leads to the plane.
~*~
The brisk, winter wind swept over the city, causing his body to tremble. Ross could barely see through the intense fog that was filling the street. He looked at a shivering Rachel, who stood next to him with Emma in her arms, as the taxi driver loaded their belongings into the vehicle. The baby started to cry as her mother carried her into the car.
"It's okay Emma," Rachel said trying to soothe her.
~*~
The heat in the automobile had warmed their bodies and they dreaded walking back out into the cold. Arriving at the Marriot hotel, they eventually gave every bag to the bellboy and walked up to the front desk.
"Excuse me?" Ross spoke up.
"Yes?" replied the clerk.
"I have a reservation, for Ross Geller."
"Ah, yes, one moment." The clerk responded, typing something into the computer before her.
"You're staying here for ten months, correct?"
"Yes."
Handing him two small envelopes, "Here are your keys, and I hope you enjoy your stay here at the Marriot"
~*~
Entering the room, Rachel gasped at how spacious it was. There was a large window that was open, displaying an amazingly vast view of the city, and despite the horrendous weather that the city of Preston possessed, its scene was electrifying. There was a large bathroom, coming complete with two sinks, a toilet, a shower, and a bathtub. Across from the washroom was a roomy closet, and a small refrigerator on the side.
Rachel walked back to the wide window and noticed the crib that was already provided for them in the corner. After exploring her new home, she realized something that should have been more obvious the second she walked in. The room only had one bed.
"Ross?" Rachel asked through the bathroom door.
"Yeah?"
"I think they gave us the wrong room, this one only has one bed."
"I know, but it was there were no more double bed rooms in the hotel."
"Really?" she wondered.
"Yeah" he lied.
"Huh, you'd think since we are giving them such great service for almost a year that they would give us the room we want. Do you think that when one opens up they will give us a different one?"
Coming out of the bathroom, "Sorry, sweetie, they said that they were booked solid for the next couple of months, and by then we would already have been settled in."
"Wow, they're booked solid for months?"
"Yep" Ross answered, amazed at how gullible Rachel was.
"So like, isn't it gonna be weird? You know, me, you, the bed"
"Well, we are just friends and it's no big deal, it's not like we're gonna do anything"
"Yeah." she was still skeptical of the whole situation.
"C'mon Rach, you'll see, it won't be that weird."
"Okay, fine"
"You wanna get something to eat?" Ross asked.
"Sure."
~*~
"Wow, you know for hotel food it wasn't that bad." Rachel admitted.
"Yeah, too bad it's too rainy out to go anywhere else, though."
"The storm seems to be getting worse." She said worried.
"I hope Emma doesn't get scared." Said Ross.
"Not my baby, she's fearless. Remember when she went on the swings all by herself?"
"Ah, such bravery" he said, sarcastically.
A Lightning bolt streaked across the sky and a loud thunder boomed. The light show that the storm was creating would have truly been enjoyable, if it wasn't so dangerous.
Turning on the weather channel, "As for Preston, there is a severe thunderstorm warning in affect for the entire area; all are encouraged to seek shelter until the storm passes. This watch is in affect until one in the morning. Electrical damage is already creating power outages in the Terrence Ave. area and all are advised to stay away from electrical appliances, such as telephones, electric stoves, and microwaves. Now for the Toronto weather" Rachel shut off the television.
"What time is it?" asked Ross.
"Nine."
"I'm going to bed; I have to get up early for a meeting tomorrow."
"Well I guess I might as well go to bed too, after all Emma is sleeping and I know that if you wake up early I am gonna wake up early too so."
Rachel crawled into bed and slipped under the covers next to Ross. He surreptitiously tried to snuggle closer to her but failed to be inconspicuous.
"Ross, I need some space I'm like falling off the bed"
"Sorry"
'Damn it, I need to get closer to her, but how?'
A violent roar, escaped the sky and startled Rachel.
"Ross?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm scared"
"Come here," he said, getting closer, he wrapped his arms around her and snuggled to her, this time she did not object.
It seemed to be an explosion that was happening in the world around them, and for a woman who had never been particularly frightened of thunderstorms, it was never more terrifying.
"OH!" Rachel screamed, and started to cry. Ross held her tighter, cherishing that moment which he hadn't felt in a long time. Rachel started to cry into his shoulder as the bangs got louder.
"Oh God Ross, I don't know why I am so scared. I usually don't get this worked up over a storm."
"It's okay," he said, caressing her back, trying to comfort her the best way he could.
BOOM!
Attempting to drown out the noise, Rachel pulled the blanket up over her ears and completely buried her face in Ross' chest.
He kissed her on top of her head, "Its okay, honey, nothing's going to happen to you as long as I am here, I am not going anywhere, ever. I'll take care of you forever."
Suddenly, all noise came to a cease as Rachel quickly jumped up off of him and sat up on the bed. She looked at him with an indecipherable look on her face that Ross would never understand.
"What?" he asked, still confused by her strange reaction to what seemed like nothing at all.
"Oh My God" Rachel realized something that she hadn't known to be true. That familiar feeling that she had felt so many times for the past ten years. That sensation was all too familiar and she didn't know whether to cry or jump for joy. She didn't know if she was scared or happy. She didn't know what to do, but she knew it had happened before.
~*~
There ya go!! All Ross and Rachel!! I am so proud of me! (And that one was longer too!)
Now go, review, GO, please? It would make me so so happy. When you do review, try to be nice, after all I am only a little girl so you do NOT want to make me cry. (I get cranky and throw MAJOR temper tantrums) So review, pwetty pwease?