Ross lay in bed on his side with Rachel asleep behind him. Her arms were draped around him and her right hand rested on his stomach, placing her glittering diamond ring in his clear view. He couldn't help but smile. Now he believed what Rachel had said about things getting better with time. All because of her and their beautiful daughter she had bore, they really were.
Ross felt relaxed for the first time in days. He was just lying there in the dark, wrapped in Rachel's arms, when suddenly a random recollection came to his mind. Rachel was walking away from him and dragging a suitcase behind her toward a runaway gate. She had a sorrowful look on her face, but continued on anyway. Right then, everything came back to him. At that time, suddenly everything came back: throwing a ball back in forth with Joey for nearly ten hours, dancing with Monica at Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year's Eve Party, walking down the aisle with Rachel and Phoebe at Monica and Chandler's wedding, hanging out at his apartment with Rachel, Joey, and Charlie, and also being at Emma's first birthday party...it was like a complete rejuvenation in his brain. Then the last thing he could remember was confessing his love to Rachel before she turned him down and got on the plane anyway. "Rachel," he whispered loudly. Rachel jerked her head up and out of her slumber.
"What is it, honey?" she whispered. "Is everything okay?" Ross turned around and looked at her with tears in his eyes. "You came back," he whispered in incredulity.
"Sweetie, what are you talking about?" Rachel asked, thoroughly confused.
"You came back," he repeated. "You were going to fly off to Paris, but you came back." Rachel's eyes widened with excitement. "You remember?" she inquired hopefully, stroking his cheek. Ross nodded.
"I do. Everything. It suddenly all just came back." Rachel smiled happily and put her arms around him.
"Oh, that's so great!" she exclaimed, holding him tight. She then pulled back just so she could see his eyes. "Yes, Ross, I did come back. I love you so much, and you made me realize it. For that, I love you even more." Rachel then noticed, even in the darkness, that Ross' face was covered with tears.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?"
"Oh. nothing, really. I love you so much, Rachel. If wasn't for you....well, lets not get into what I would do." He laughed through tears.
"Yeah, you're right, sweetie. Let's not. Let's just focus on what is." Rachel proposed, as she reached over to brush the from his face.
"Hey, Rach?" Ross asked after a few moments of blissful silence passed.
"Yes?" she asked softly.
"You think that we'll want to have any more children?"
"Well, if you do. I'd be perfectly fine if it was just Emma for the rest of our lives, but more children would definitely make me happy if it makes you." Rachel could take a hint by his silence. He was scared to go through losing another child, but at the same time wanted to relive the thrill of having more. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked at Ross through the shadows of the night. "You really do want another, don't you?"
"Actually, I would be happy if it was just Emma too. We pretty much are a family already, and I like how it is." "Honey, are you sure? If there's anything, I mean anything, I can do to make you happy, it will happen."
"You make me happy." They looked into one another's eyes tenderly, which reflected the moonlight and one another's undying love. Rachel pulled him close and kissed him gently, and at that time they both did feel truly happy, as they hoped to for the rest of their lives.
Ross felt relaxed for the first time in days. He was just lying there in the dark, wrapped in Rachel's arms, when suddenly a random recollection came to his mind. Rachel was walking away from him and dragging a suitcase behind her toward a runaway gate. She had a sorrowful look on her face, but continued on anyway. Right then, everything came back to him. At that time, suddenly everything came back: throwing a ball back in forth with Joey for nearly ten hours, dancing with Monica at Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year's Eve Party, walking down the aisle with Rachel and Phoebe at Monica and Chandler's wedding, hanging out at his apartment with Rachel, Joey, and Charlie, and also being at Emma's first birthday party...it was like a complete rejuvenation in his brain. Then the last thing he could remember was confessing his love to Rachel before she turned him down and got on the plane anyway. "Rachel," he whispered loudly. Rachel jerked her head up and out of her slumber.
"What is it, honey?" she whispered. "Is everything okay?" Ross turned around and looked at her with tears in his eyes. "You came back," he whispered in incredulity.
"Sweetie, what are you talking about?" Rachel asked, thoroughly confused.
"You came back," he repeated. "You were going to fly off to Paris, but you came back." Rachel's eyes widened with excitement. "You remember?" she inquired hopefully, stroking his cheek. Ross nodded.
"I do. Everything. It suddenly all just came back." Rachel smiled happily and put her arms around him.
"Oh, that's so great!" she exclaimed, holding him tight. She then pulled back just so she could see his eyes. "Yes, Ross, I did come back. I love you so much, and you made me realize it. For that, I love you even more." Rachel then noticed, even in the darkness, that Ross' face was covered with tears.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?"
"Oh. nothing, really. I love you so much, Rachel. If wasn't for you....well, lets not get into what I would do." He laughed through tears.
"Yeah, you're right, sweetie. Let's not. Let's just focus on what is." Rachel proposed, as she reached over to brush the from his face.
"Hey, Rach?" Ross asked after a few moments of blissful silence passed.
"Yes?" she asked softly.
"You think that we'll want to have any more children?"
"Well, if you do. I'd be perfectly fine if it was just Emma for the rest of our lives, but more children would definitely make me happy if it makes you." Rachel could take a hint by his silence. He was scared to go through losing another child, but at the same time wanted to relive the thrill of having more. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked at Ross through the shadows of the night. "You really do want another, don't you?"
"Actually, I would be happy if it was just Emma too. We pretty much are a family already, and I like how it is." "Honey, are you sure? If there's anything, I mean anything, I can do to make you happy, it will happen."
"You make me happy." They looked into one another's eyes tenderly, which reflected the moonlight and one another's undying love. Rachel pulled him close and kissed him gently, and at that time they both did feel truly happy, as they hoped to for the rest of their lives.