Hey!! I've been VERY busy lately, so I'm sorry that I've been taking so
long. PLEASE REVIEW!! I want to break one hundred!!!
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Rachel looked out the window as the plane glided toward the city she knew so well. It's amazing how much you can miss something when sometimes you just want to be far away from it. She looked over at Emma and smiled, and then she looked down at her belly and grinned even wider. Her fiancé was next to her and she couldn't be happier. She was finally doing it, she was finally marrying Ross; Ross, the love of her life, the father of her baby, her lobster.
"I guess we actually are lobsters," whispered Rachel, to herself.
"What, honey?" asked Ross.
"Nothing," she smiled back at him, "We're lobsters."
Even though Ross rolled his eyes, Rachel could tell he was thinking it too. Phoebe was right for once, this was how things were meant to be.
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"There they are!" shouted an overjoyed, and way too emotional, Monica.
"Mon! Joey! Chandler! Pheebs!" Shouted Ross.
Everyone exchanged hugs as Ross and Rachel entered Monica and Chandler's apartment. The rest of the gang had no time to go to the airport to meet them because they didn't say they were coming home until the last minute.
"Oh my God! Look at you, Mon. You're huge!" Said Rachel.
A very teary-eyed Monica answered back, "I don't know why I'm getting so emotional about this, I'm just so glad your back."
"Good luck Ross," started Chandler, "In a couple of months you're going to be stuck with one of these things," he said, motioning to his hysterical, seven-month pregnant wife.
"Dude, stop pretending you're the expert, okay? I know a lot more about this than you do. I have two kids."
Chandler said glancing at the clock. "I have to go to work now, you guys," he said to the group, "Welcome back Rach, see ya later Mon," he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek and then on the belly.
Chandler left, and a few minutes later, Rachel started planning her wedding.
"There is just so much to do! I was thinking that we-"
"Whoa! Oh, oh," Monica interrupted loudly, clutching her stomach.
"What, what is it?" asked Joey, worriedly.
"Oww, oh God, get Chandler!" Monica screamed.
"What! Is it time?" asked Phoebe.
"I don't know! Just get Chandler! Chandler! Where's Chandler!"
Ross was one step ahead of her, because the second Monica started screaming he was out the door and trying to catch his friend.
"It's okay, Ross is getting him." said Joey.
"What's happening to me?" Monica yelled, "It's too early, I can't have the baby now!"
"Maybe, it's false labor, it's probably false labor," said Phoebe, nervously.
"What if it's not? I need Chandler!" Monica bawled, tears coming down her face.
"Hello, can we have an ambulance please at 203 Washington Ave. apt. 19? Thank you," Phoebe said, hanging up the phone.
"Don't worry," Rachel said quietly, rubbing Monica's back, "Everything's okay. Everything is going to be okay"
"I'm scared, Rach. What if I die? What if I lose the baby! I need Chandler!"
In that second Ross came stomping back in, "It's too late, I was too late, the bus left."
"Call his cell phone!" Joey suggested.
"He didn't take it," Phoebe replied, holding up Chandler's phone.
"Did you call the hospital?" Ross asked.
"Yeah, they're coming." Answered Rachel, who was sitting with Monica, holding her in fear.
"I'm scared, Rach. I'm scared."
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Yeah, I know, these last few are pretty boring. I finished the whole story though so I should be updating soon. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
***I really want to start another story as soon as this one wraps up (two chapters- possible epilogue) but I'm fresh out of ideas! Please, if there is anything you would like to have done, anything at all, that you want me to write, please tell me***
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Rachel looked out the window as the plane glided toward the city she knew so well. It's amazing how much you can miss something when sometimes you just want to be far away from it. She looked over at Emma and smiled, and then she looked down at her belly and grinned even wider. Her fiancé was next to her and she couldn't be happier. She was finally doing it, she was finally marrying Ross; Ross, the love of her life, the father of her baby, her lobster.
"I guess we actually are lobsters," whispered Rachel, to herself.
"What, honey?" asked Ross.
"Nothing," she smiled back at him, "We're lobsters."
Even though Ross rolled his eyes, Rachel could tell he was thinking it too. Phoebe was right for once, this was how things were meant to be.
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"There they are!" shouted an overjoyed, and way too emotional, Monica.
"Mon! Joey! Chandler! Pheebs!" Shouted Ross.
Everyone exchanged hugs as Ross and Rachel entered Monica and Chandler's apartment. The rest of the gang had no time to go to the airport to meet them because they didn't say they were coming home until the last minute.
"Oh my God! Look at you, Mon. You're huge!" Said Rachel.
A very teary-eyed Monica answered back, "I don't know why I'm getting so emotional about this, I'm just so glad your back."
"Good luck Ross," started Chandler, "In a couple of months you're going to be stuck with one of these things," he said, motioning to his hysterical, seven-month pregnant wife.
"Dude, stop pretending you're the expert, okay? I know a lot more about this than you do. I have two kids."
Chandler said glancing at the clock. "I have to go to work now, you guys," he said to the group, "Welcome back Rach, see ya later Mon," he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek and then on the belly.
Chandler left, and a few minutes later, Rachel started planning her wedding.
"There is just so much to do! I was thinking that we-"
"Whoa! Oh, oh," Monica interrupted loudly, clutching her stomach.
"What, what is it?" asked Joey, worriedly.
"Oww, oh God, get Chandler!" Monica screamed.
"What! Is it time?" asked Phoebe.
"I don't know! Just get Chandler! Chandler! Where's Chandler!"
Ross was one step ahead of her, because the second Monica started screaming he was out the door and trying to catch his friend.
"It's okay, Ross is getting him." said Joey.
"What's happening to me?" Monica yelled, "It's too early, I can't have the baby now!"
"Maybe, it's false labor, it's probably false labor," said Phoebe, nervously.
"What if it's not? I need Chandler!" Monica bawled, tears coming down her face.
"Hello, can we have an ambulance please at 203 Washington Ave. apt. 19? Thank you," Phoebe said, hanging up the phone.
"Don't worry," Rachel said quietly, rubbing Monica's back, "Everything's okay. Everything is going to be okay"
"I'm scared, Rach. What if I die? What if I lose the baby! I need Chandler!"
In that second Ross came stomping back in, "It's too late, I was too late, the bus left."
"Call his cell phone!" Joey suggested.
"He didn't take it," Phoebe replied, holding up Chandler's phone.
"Did you call the hospital?" Ross asked.
"Yeah, they're coming." Answered Rachel, who was sitting with Monica, holding her in fear.
"I'm scared, Rach. I'm scared."
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Yeah, I know, these last few are pretty boring. I finished the whole story though so I should be updating soon. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
***I really want to start another story as soon as this one wraps up (two chapters- possible epilogue) but I'm fresh out of ideas! Please, if there is anything you would like to have done, anything at all, that you want me to write, please tell me***