Howdy doody! SO SORRY FOR LACK OF UPDATING!! OK, I'm not too sure what
happened with the whole double chapter thing and I don't know how to fix
that so I will just leave it as is. (If you know how to get rid of a
chapter, just tell me in your review.)
Francy...don't worry, Joey and Phoebe will be back, but that last chapter I did in a rush (as I'm sure you could tell) and they will still be around. They just haven't been involved in anything really important in the story. (Except that stupid part in the beginning)
Psst!! Here's a hint for this chapter...three weeks later.
~*~
Rachel had never felt sicker in her life. It was like someone was desperately trying to make her feel miserable. The worst part of it, was that she was all alone. There was no one around for her to complain to, no one to rub her back and tell her she'll be fine, and no one to say they loved her. Ross was at work, and Emma couldn't understand, so Rachel just stayed in the bathroom crying over a mixture of the feeling of loneliness and nausea.
She had been feeling this way for a couple of days now, and had briefly told her fiancé about it, but both simply passed it off as a virus or something like that. It started to get worse and worse; throwing up, intense sweating, Rachel couldn't handle it anymore. The first scary thought that came to mind was pregnancy, but then she compared it to Emma and realized that this seemed a lot worse than the morning sickness she had experienced with her baby.
Then she thought she had some life-threatening disease, but Ross reassured her that everything would be fine. She decided to call Monica, who seemed to be the most motherly out of everyone, even her own mother. Monica said she thought Rachel was pregnant, just as her first instinct had been, but Rachel just denied it.
"NO! No! No!" Rachel screamed into the phone.
"Rach, if you..."
"I'm not pregnant, Mon! I remember when I was pregnant, it wasn't that long ago, and it was nothing like this!"
"All babies are different, trust me I have been reading a lot about all this. Some are worse than others during pregnancy."
"I'm not pregnant!"
"Listen to me, I am pregnant, and I know that you already were but you have got to believe me when I tell you to just take the test!"
"NO! I'm not pregnant, I can't be pregnant."
"This is coming from a woman who got pregnant using a condom?"
"Hey! They aren't always effective!"
"There is no point denying something that may be true, Rach," Monica said, trying not to get frustrated, "Even if you don't think you're pregnant you should at least take the test."
"But I'm not pregnant!" Rachel shouted angrily.
"You might be right, but something tells me that the reason you keep saying that you're not pregnant, just makes me think that you actually believe it."
Trying to calm down, Rachel said lightly, "I'm not pregnant."
Even if you didn't know Rachel you could tell that she didn't sound so sure of herself.
~*~
"Mon?" asked Chandler, pulling himself under the covers as they settled into bed for the night.
"Yeah?"
"Remember when we were discussing buying a house?"
"Yeah."
"Well, that whole thing with Richard made me realize how much we need our friends and how much we need to be around them. I was thinking that maybe it's better living here, I mean, it's not that bad. It's not like it's a crime to raise a kid in the city."
"Hmm, well, I definitely don't think I can say goodbye, so for now we'll just stay put. But someday, maybe."
"Yeah," he whispered, "Someday, but just not now."
~*~
"Ugh Pheebs, I'm so scared!" Rachel squealed into the phone.
"Don't worry, no matter what everything will be fine. I mean, you and Ross are getting married anyway so it would be perfect!"
"Thanks for trying to look on the bright side but I mean Emma is only one year old! I gave birth to her one year ago and now I might have to do it again! I don't think I can do it!! I just can't do it!!"
"You know, Ross and Monica are only like a year apart, so it's really not as bad as you're making it to be."
"I wish you were here," said Rachel.
"Me too, but let's focus on the test. How much longer?" Phoebe asked.
Looking at her watch Rachel answered, "One minute. Oh my God I am so scared."
"Remember, silver lining. What's the silver lining?"
"Ummm, that you aren't here to lie to me about the results?"
"Yes, very...good," Phoebe replied, realizing what her friend just said.
A minute later Rachel picked up the test and prepared herself for the result.
"Oh my God!" screamed Rachel happily.
~*~
Sorry that was SO short, I just felt bad about not updating in a while. Plus it's snowing here and I'm not in a good mood. It isn't supposed to snow in March!!! What is up with the world? Please review!!!
Francy...don't worry, Joey and Phoebe will be back, but that last chapter I did in a rush (as I'm sure you could tell) and they will still be around. They just haven't been involved in anything really important in the story. (Except that stupid part in the beginning)
Psst!! Here's a hint for this chapter...three weeks later.
~*~
Rachel had never felt sicker in her life. It was like someone was desperately trying to make her feel miserable. The worst part of it, was that she was all alone. There was no one around for her to complain to, no one to rub her back and tell her she'll be fine, and no one to say they loved her. Ross was at work, and Emma couldn't understand, so Rachel just stayed in the bathroom crying over a mixture of the feeling of loneliness and nausea.
She had been feeling this way for a couple of days now, and had briefly told her fiancé about it, but both simply passed it off as a virus or something like that. It started to get worse and worse; throwing up, intense sweating, Rachel couldn't handle it anymore. The first scary thought that came to mind was pregnancy, but then she compared it to Emma and realized that this seemed a lot worse than the morning sickness she had experienced with her baby.
Then she thought she had some life-threatening disease, but Ross reassured her that everything would be fine. She decided to call Monica, who seemed to be the most motherly out of everyone, even her own mother. Monica said she thought Rachel was pregnant, just as her first instinct had been, but Rachel just denied it.
"NO! No! No!" Rachel screamed into the phone.
"Rach, if you..."
"I'm not pregnant, Mon! I remember when I was pregnant, it wasn't that long ago, and it was nothing like this!"
"All babies are different, trust me I have been reading a lot about all this. Some are worse than others during pregnancy."
"I'm not pregnant!"
"Listen to me, I am pregnant, and I know that you already were but you have got to believe me when I tell you to just take the test!"
"NO! I'm not pregnant, I can't be pregnant."
"This is coming from a woman who got pregnant using a condom?"
"Hey! They aren't always effective!"
"There is no point denying something that may be true, Rach," Monica said, trying not to get frustrated, "Even if you don't think you're pregnant you should at least take the test."
"But I'm not pregnant!" Rachel shouted angrily.
"You might be right, but something tells me that the reason you keep saying that you're not pregnant, just makes me think that you actually believe it."
Trying to calm down, Rachel said lightly, "I'm not pregnant."
Even if you didn't know Rachel you could tell that she didn't sound so sure of herself.
~*~
"Mon?" asked Chandler, pulling himself under the covers as they settled into bed for the night.
"Yeah?"
"Remember when we were discussing buying a house?"
"Yeah."
"Well, that whole thing with Richard made me realize how much we need our friends and how much we need to be around them. I was thinking that maybe it's better living here, I mean, it's not that bad. It's not like it's a crime to raise a kid in the city."
"Hmm, well, I definitely don't think I can say goodbye, so for now we'll just stay put. But someday, maybe."
"Yeah," he whispered, "Someday, but just not now."
~*~
"Ugh Pheebs, I'm so scared!" Rachel squealed into the phone.
"Don't worry, no matter what everything will be fine. I mean, you and Ross are getting married anyway so it would be perfect!"
"Thanks for trying to look on the bright side but I mean Emma is only one year old! I gave birth to her one year ago and now I might have to do it again! I don't think I can do it!! I just can't do it!!"
"You know, Ross and Monica are only like a year apart, so it's really not as bad as you're making it to be."
"I wish you were here," said Rachel.
"Me too, but let's focus on the test. How much longer?" Phoebe asked.
Looking at her watch Rachel answered, "One minute. Oh my God I am so scared."
"Remember, silver lining. What's the silver lining?"
"Ummm, that you aren't here to lie to me about the results?"
"Yes, very...good," Phoebe replied, realizing what her friend just said.
A minute later Rachel picked up the test and prepared herself for the result.
"Oh my God!" screamed Rachel happily.
~*~
Sorry that was SO short, I just felt bad about not updating in a while. Plus it's snowing here and I'm not in a good mood. It isn't supposed to snow in March!!! What is up with the world? Please review!!!