Chapter Seven: Home Again
Ross and Rachel's New House
Ross walked around to the other side of the car and opened the door. He watched as his beautiful wife took his hand, leaned on him, and finally managed to get out of the car.
"Man, having a baby sure can make you sore. I feel like I've done 500 crunches," Rachel laughed.
"Summer, honey, make sure you grip that handle tightly!" Ross yelled, worried that his daughter would drop the carrier, along with the baby.
Rachel watched as her little girl wobbled back and forth, trying to lift Emma. She could already tell what a wonderful sister she was going to be.
"Here, sweetie, lemme take your bags, you don't need to be caring all this extra weight," Ross said, as she handed the loaded bags to her husband.
"Extra weight?" Rachel said, flustered.
"Weight, I said, weight, no extra, just w.e.i.g.h.t," Ross said, trying to make up for his mistake.
"It's okay, sweetheart, I know I still look beautiful to you," Rachel said, batting her eyelashes, and walking up the steps to the front door.
A few months later, and Ross's term has just ended
Ross walked inside the front door, briefcase in hand, "Honnneyyy, I'm home."
His wife walked around the corner, Emma on her hip. He couldn't believe how beautiful she always looked. Each day, she seemed to become even more exquisite, if that was at all possible.
"I guess that'll be the last time you say that," she said, raising her eyebrows.
"Oh, I think it'll start back up again once we move back to New York," Ross said, smiling.
"Really, we're going back?!" Rachel asked in disbelief.
"Well, UCLA did offer me to stay another year... but I turned it down," Ross replied, obviously disappointed.
Rachel stared at her husband in shock. This was his dream! Everything he had always wanted. Why was he giving it all up?
"Why? Honey, I know how much this..." Rachel began.
Ross cut her off, "Actually, they didn't offer me to come back. I just wanted you to feel like I sacrificed something for you... that way I could get some kind of reward..."
"Ohh, you're not getting a reward now, Dr. Geller," Rachel said, seductively.
"We'll see about that..." Ross chuckled, as Rachel walked away.
"I heard that," she called over her shoulder.
Later that evening
"Mommy! Emma's crying," Summer informed her mother.
"Be right there, Sunshine, thanks for letting me know," Rachel replied, loading the last of the dishes into the washer.
Rachel took off her apron and rushed into the nursery. She absolutely loved being a mother, even though it sometimes took a lot of energy. Besides her husband, her two girls were the most wonderful things in her life, and each day, their smiling faces made her glow.
After checking on Emma, and eventually coxing her back to sleep, Rachel headed back into the kitchen.
"Sweetie, you hear that Monica and Chandler bought a new house?" Ross said, looking up from a letter he was reading.
"Really? That's great, I know Monica always wanted a small house where she could raise her kids," Rachel said, thinking of her best friend, who she missed so much.
"So, I was thinking..." Ross said, with his mysterious voice.
"What, honey?" Rachel asked anxiously.
"Well, since we're moving back to New York in about a month, maybe we could try to buy a house near them, you know, instead of an apartment," Ross suggested.
"Ross, that's.. I can't believe it! I love you Dr. Geller," Rachel said, using his famous nick-name, and pulling him into a passionate kiss.
1 ½ months later- Monica and Chandler's New House
Monica Geller-Bing walked out of the bedroom and rubbed her eyes, as she made her way over to the kitchen. She looked out the front window to see her husband, Chandler, entertaining the twins with some kind of puppet show. It was the life she had always wanted, and now that her best friend and brother were moving in next-door, it was complete.
The telephone rang, and she almost screamed when she heard the voice coming out of the speaker:
"Monica!" Rachel said, excited to hear her sister n' law's voice.
"RACHEL! My new neighbor, my best friend, my..." Monica screamed, similar to a maniac.
"Honey, calm down!" Rachel told her.
"Where are you guys? Wait, lemme guess... you're on the plane!" Monica squealed.
"Yep, Mon, we're on the plane, can't keep anything from you," Rachel replied, unenthusiastically.
"Sorry, I'm just REALLY excited, I haven't seen you guys for," Monica started.
"Almost 4 months, I know. I miss you guys so much," Rachel said, sadly.
"Oh, sweetie, I gotta go, Chandler's puppet act isn't going very well. Call me when you land, we'll pick you up from the airport," said Monica.
"Ok, hon, miss you, bye," Rachel said.
"Bye!"
Monica ran outside, just in time. Daniel and Erica were throwing puppets and chunks of lawn at Chandler, while he cowered behind the puppet stand.
"Honey, WHAT is going on," Monica said, fighting back the urge to laugh.
"Apparently, they didn't like the show... help me!" her husband screamed.
So, Monica set to work, cleaning up the dirt and grass, and helping her husband safely into the house.
Ross and Rachel- at the airport
Rachel was trying to grab her multiple bags off of the luggage bar (whatever that friggin thing is that you get the luggage off of). Ross was busy fumbling with Rachel's cell, in hopes of reaching Chandler and Monica.
"Rach, sweetie, what's your keypad code?" asked Ross urgently, while watching kids.
"Oh, god, it's 5... (tries to grab bag) 3... no 2... (lunges at bag) 7...wait...6..no..2 (jumps across luggage belt and manages to grab her bag, but can't get off the machine) Honey, HELP!" Rachel finally screamed.
Ross switched his gaze over to his wife, who was sprawled overtop of the luggage- carrying device (I find it funny that I don't know what it's called) and sprinted over. He grabbed her legs and pulled, causing himself to fall backwards, as he watched his wife fly off of the machine, and land on top of him in the floor.
Everyone in the airport applauded. Then, a women spoke, "Some things never change, do they?"
"Monica! Chandler!" Ross screamed, picking up Rachel.
There were a few moments of intense hugging, which did scare some nearby children. Finally, the two families walked out of the airport, talking along the way.
Ross and Rachel's New House
Ross walked around to the other side of the car and opened the door. He watched as his beautiful wife took his hand, leaned on him, and finally managed to get out of the car.
"Man, having a baby sure can make you sore. I feel like I've done 500 crunches," Rachel laughed.
"Summer, honey, make sure you grip that handle tightly!" Ross yelled, worried that his daughter would drop the carrier, along with the baby.
Rachel watched as her little girl wobbled back and forth, trying to lift Emma. She could already tell what a wonderful sister she was going to be.
"Here, sweetie, lemme take your bags, you don't need to be caring all this extra weight," Ross said, as she handed the loaded bags to her husband.
"Extra weight?" Rachel said, flustered.
"Weight, I said, weight, no extra, just w.e.i.g.h.t," Ross said, trying to make up for his mistake.
"It's okay, sweetheart, I know I still look beautiful to you," Rachel said, batting her eyelashes, and walking up the steps to the front door.
A few months later, and Ross's term has just ended
Ross walked inside the front door, briefcase in hand, "Honnneyyy, I'm home."
His wife walked around the corner, Emma on her hip. He couldn't believe how beautiful she always looked. Each day, she seemed to become even more exquisite, if that was at all possible.
"I guess that'll be the last time you say that," she said, raising her eyebrows.
"Oh, I think it'll start back up again once we move back to New York," Ross said, smiling.
"Really, we're going back?!" Rachel asked in disbelief.
"Well, UCLA did offer me to stay another year... but I turned it down," Ross replied, obviously disappointed.
Rachel stared at her husband in shock. This was his dream! Everything he had always wanted. Why was he giving it all up?
"Why? Honey, I know how much this..." Rachel began.
Ross cut her off, "Actually, they didn't offer me to come back. I just wanted you to feel like I sacrificed something for you... that way I could get some kind of reward..."
"Ohh, you're not getting a reward now, Dr. Geller," Rachel said, seductively.
"We'll see about that..." Ross chuckled, as Rachel walked away.
"I heard that," she called over her shoulder.
Later that evening
"Mommy! Emma's crying," Summer informed her mother.
"Be right there, Sunshine, thanks for letting me know," Rachel replied, loading the last of the dishes into the washer.
Rachel took off her apron and rushed into the nursery. She absolutely loved being a mother, even though it sometimes took a lot of energy. Besides her husband, her two girls were the most wonderful things in her life, and each day, their smiling faces made her glow.
After checking on Emma, and eventually coxing her back to sleep, Rachel headed back into the kitchen.
"Sweetie, you hear that Monica and Chandler bought a new house?" Ross said, looking up from a letter he was reading.
"Really? That's great, I know Monica always wanted a small house where she could raise her kids," Rachel said, thinking of her best friend, who she missed so much.
"So, I was thinking..." Ross said, with his mysterious voice.
"What, honey?" Rachel asked anxiously.
"Well, since we're moving back to New York in about a month, maybe we could try to buy a house near them, you know, instead of an apartment," Ross suggested.
"Ross, that's.. I can't believe it! I love you Dr. Geller," Rachel said, using his famous nick-name, and pulling him into a passionate kiss.
1 ½ months later- Monica and Chandler's New House
Monica Geller-Bing walked out of the bedroom and rubbed her eyes, as she made her way over to the kitchen. She looked out the front window to see her husband, Chandler, entertaining the twins with some kind of puppet show. It was the life she had always wanted, and now that her best friend and brother were moving in next-door, it was complete.
The telephone rang, and she almost screamed when she heard the voice coming out of the speaker:
"Monica!" Rachel said, excited to hear her sister n' law's voice.
"RACHEL! My new neighbor, my best friend, my..." Monica screamed, similar to a maniac.
"Honey, calm down!" Rachel told her.
"Where are you guys? Wait, lemme guess... you're on the plane!" Monica squealed.
"Yep, Mon, we're on the plane, can't keep anything from you," Rachel replied, unenthusiastically.
"Sorry, I'm just REALLY excited, I haven't seen you guys for," Monica started.
"Almost 4 months, I know. I miss you guys so much," Rachel said, sadly.
"Oh, sweetie, I gotta go, Chandler's puppet act isn't going very well. Call me when you land, we'll pick you up from the airport," said Monica.
"Ok, hon, miss you, bye," Rachel said.
"Bye!"
Monica ran outside, just in time. Daniel and Erica were throwing puppets and chunks of lawn at Chandler, while he cowered behind the puppet stand.
"Honey, WHAT is going on," Monica said, fighting back the urge to laugh.
"Apparently, they didn't like the show... help me!" her husband screamed.
So, Monica set to work, cleaning up the dirt and grass, and helping her husband safely into the house.
Ross and Rachel- at the airport
Rachel was trying to grab her multiple bags off of the luggage bar (whatever that friggin thing is that you get the luggage off of). Ross was busy fumbling with Rachel's cell, in hopes of reaching Chandler and Monica.
"Rach, sweetie, what's your keypad code?" asked Ross urgently, while watching kids.
"Oh, god, it's 5... (tries to grab bag) 3... no 2... (lunges at bag) 7...wait...6..no..2 (jumps across luggage belt and manages to grab her bag, but can't get off the machine) Honey, HELP!" Rachel finally screamed.
Ross switched his gaze over to his wife, who was sprawled overtop of the luggage- carrying device (I find it funny that I don't know what it's called) and sprinted over. He grabbed her legs and pulled, causing himself to fall backwards, as he watched his wife fly off of the machine, and land on top of him in the floor.
Everyone in the airport applauded. Then, a women spoke, "Some things never change, do they?"
"Monica! Chandler!" Ross screamed, picking up Rachel.
There were a few moments of intense hugging, which did scare some nearby children. Finally, the two families walked out of the airport, talking along the way.